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yes hello I need to book an appointment, I have cavities

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[ He can tell Foggy is looking at him and Matt thinks of the metaphor that had crossed his mind in college, that Foggy was like the sun, though right now he's reminded by all the heat radiating from him. Even Matt knows the way Foggy must be looking at him from the very subtle change in scent, the hormones at work, the slightly elevated pulse and of course those words.

Matt laughs and ducks his head but he lowers it toward Foggy's shoulder like he might bury his face there. They both know what Matt's opinion would be on the statement but he doesn't dwell, it's Foggy's feelings that matter more right now. ]

Have you looked in the mirror lately?

[ He nearly cracks up in the middle of the flirt. He can hear one of the clerks walking toward them and catches the soft amused laugh she gives. Across the store a couple other clerks take guesses at what they're dealing with. "Newly weds?" "Spoiled Sub with a Monogamous Dom. Probably contracted for love. Totally newly weds." "How much you want to bet they'll buy the full bed and chain set?" "Please, I could sell them two or three of them at least." ]

Hi, welcome in. What can I help you find today?

[ The clerk walking over greets them. ]

unfortunately all we have available is more sap

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Why would I, when I have everything I want to see right in front of me?

[ Never mind the fact that he'd looked in the mirror right before they came here - though admittedly, not as long as he might usually for a date, when he spent much more time on making sure he was appealing to senses other than sight - he can't resist flirting back. There was a definite increase in pleasure when Matt didn't protest the perfect comment. Not that Foggy thinks he's accepting it, of course not, but letting it pass without saying anything is a step, and Foggy will take it. Without drawing attention to it, either, and he lets his focus be easily pulled away by the way Matt leans towards him.

He's so caught up in Matt that it takes a moment to realize that someone's approached them, and when he looks up it's with a trace of the blinding adoration still in his smile.

Right, salespeople. ]

We're looking at purchasing a private residence, so we're going to need to fill it with pretty much everything. Anything he wants. [ Technically, sure, this is Foggy's birthday outing, and even if it wasn't they'd be choosing the furniture together, but Foggy's paid attention. He knows what to say so the clerks will make even a token effort at looking for Matt's approval, that he sounds indulging enough that no one will think it's strange when he seeks Matt's opinion. ]

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[ Matt laughs harder. Foggy is smooth as always. God, how did he manage to flirt with him all these years only for laughs. He knows the answer but he still asks himself because it feels like he can't go more than a few hours without reaching out to him in some gesture or word.

"Yep, Spoiled Sub. This is going to be a big one." The same commentary that sales staff is always having wherever they go. Matt has to agree that he's spoiled just in a different way from what they're thinking. ]

How about couches?

[ Since Foggy had suggested that before. The clerk leads them over to where a number of living room examples are set up, couches of course along with arm chairs, some sectional sets, foot rests and coffee tables with decor. Some include rugs and other rug options hang on the nearest wall. The styles range from modern and minimalistic to victorian and intricate. Matt clarifies for the clerk that he's blind and turns to Foggy for more specific descriptions. He only lets go of Foggy's hand when moving to sit down and test a couch or chair or stand up and it never takes long before they're linked together again. ]