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Zeke chuckled and nodded, his eyes drifting down Demi’s body. He stopped laughing. [color=#EEE8AA]”Did you seriously cut my shirt, Howell?!”[/color] Zeke grabbed Demi’s–[i]his[/i] shirt and tugged the boy forward. [color=#EEE8AA]”Why did you cut my shirt!?”[/color]

Demi felt a slight tug down below as Zeke gripped their shirt and pulled him forward. His heart pounded slightly as his eyes drifted from Zeke's down to his lips and then a bit further south. They snapped back to Zeke's eyes as he smiled. [Color=6666FF]”It was too long and it's too hot. Besides, you could use a few more crop tops in your wardrobe. You'd look amazing in them.”[/color] Demi stepped forward closer, Zeke's hand now pressed between them.

Zeke frowned at the offending fabric. [color=#EEE8AA]”I'm not some front man playboy you know. I liked this shirt,”[/color] Zeke pouted. 

[Color=6666FF]”Please. A Playboy would wear far less clothes. And you can [i]still[/i] like this shirt. I only took a little bit off, not like I tore it apart or anything. It's a clean cut.”[/color] Demi took a halfstep back, hooking his fingers into the top of Zeke's jeans. [Color=6666FF]”I didn't think you'd mind so much…sorry.”[/color]

Zeke grunted, turning his head away from Demetri when he pulled Zeke forward. [color=#EEE8AA]”It's not like I own a lot of clothes. I brought everything I could and was still going to have to do laundry. Besides, I wore this one in the music video. You know, the one [I]you[/I] ruined.”[/color] Zeke returned his eyes to Demi's, giving his boyfriend a cocky smile.

[Color=6666FF]”All the more reason to crop it. Get those views up. Besides, it's more punk to have it like this, so it'll fit the video much better. Buuuut if you want, you can steal one of my shirts to make it even. Your pick, even if it's one of my favorite band tees.”[/color]

Zeke fingered the new hem of his shirt, the back of his knuckles brushing against Demi's stomach. [color=#EEE8AA]”I'm pretty sure I’d stretch your shirt out,”[/color] he declared. [color=#EEE8AA]”Do you even lift?”[/color] Zeke teased, poking Demi's arms.

[Color=6666FF]”I can lift you “[/color] Demi said as he grabbed Zeke by his waist and lifted him up, twirling them both in place before setting him back down. [Color=6666FF]”Stretch it out. I don't care, it'll smell more like you anyways.”[/color]

Zeke laughed when Demi picked him up. His arms naturally circled around his boyfriend's neck as Zeke was set back down. [color=#EEE8AA]”Hmm alright fine.”[/color] Zeke kissed Demi in defeat. [color=#EEE8AA]”Okay food now. I'm starving.”[/color]

Zeke pulled his arms back to take Demi's hand and led him inside. The assault of food smells and conversation greeted Zeke. He hurried over to the table, letting go of Demi's hand to gather a plate. Five burgers did sound delicious. 

He spotted his sister and smiled when he saw how full her plate was and that she was actually eating. 

[I]See? She doesn't need you to look after her. She's doing just fine.[/I] 

Zeke sat across from Nancy and stole a fry from her plate.