Getting Into Trouble
He waited for the other. He had no idea where the bathroom was and he really didn’t want to get lost. So he stayed there, starting to take the pauldrons of his armor off. They were heavy, falling to the floor with a loud CLUNK! Darius looked at them before stripping off the breast plate and the rest of his armor. Leaving it in a pile, he sighed. His slacks were dirty, worn with age and the armor over it, his shirt was only to protect him from directly having the armor against his skin. “I should get new clothes…” He grumbled to himself.
Jayce was still digging when he heard the thud that caused him to to jump forward, his head smacking against the dresser. He bit his lip to keep from making a complaint and kept looking. Where were those jeans? It took him a minute to remember he’d move all the blue jean into the closet. Standing up straight, he turned and stopped once he spotted Darius without armor. He looked so different.. slightly smaller without his armor, but still just as intimidating but…
Jayce felt his mouth open slightly, in awe, but no words came out. Darius looked so much better without all of his armor- he looked normal. The officer didn’t realize he’d walked over and ran his hand down Darius’ chest until it’d already happened. He blinked and looked up in shock at the Noxian. “Uh…. y-you do need new clothes…” He said quickly, trying to cover up why’d he’d really done that.
A brow quirked at Jayce looking at him. “I’ll get some later.” He seemed to grunt as he spoke. The Piltovian’s hands were on him, Darius held his breath. He liked the feeling, just like he did with the man’s kisses. There was a soft smile, even on his rough face. “We still have a date to get to.”









