teddy was the sort who fell HARD and quickly, already aware of his apparent crush that was harvesting for the practical stranger in front of him and there was absolutely NOTHING he could do to control it or tame it. he wore his heart on his sleeve and acted on the impulses of said heart without any regard to rationality or thought. he couldn’t help but perk up at the joyous sound of jaime’s laugh, elated expression still evident upon his features as he chuckled as well, playfully swatting at the male’s shoulder, “shut up! it was the first name that came to mind. you’re making my brain all fuzzy.” he admitted with the crinkle of his nose, making a mental note to do what he could to elicit more laughs from the other. at the question, teddy merely gave a shrug of his shoulders, “can’t help it. i really fucking like kissing you. it’s your fault really…”
brown orbs were glistening as they reflected back at jaime, showing absolutely no signs of tearing away or fixating on anything else, “well maybe i just know what i want and see no point in being shy about it, BABE.” he playfully booped a finger against jaime’s nose, gaze flickering down momentarily to jaime’s lips as he let out a slightly breathless, “fuck. no promises…never been one to control myself and you’re making it…impossible. just…hello, hi. how are you even real? like some sort of…greek fucking god, jesus fucking christ.” a soft pout appeared his lips, always hating the voice of reason which apparently seemed to be jaime right now, “ugh…FINE.” teddy all but whined, hands raising up in defense though he didn’t dare to move away from jaime, “i’ll be good, i promise.”
he’d always been the overtly affectionate sort, more so yearning for what he’d never been giving growing up and words were never his strongest suit, finding that he seemed to express himself better through physical acts. soft touches that expressed that he CARED, that he was there and that he craved jaime. probably why he was so fucking eager to fuck jaime. “it’s okay…i’m that asshole who only drinks really fruity, bougey drinks. to being assholes!” when the bartender came around, teddy perked up, “hi! an apple martini please and he wants an asshole beer.” he waved his hand toward jaime, giving him the opportunity to further elaborate. even with the bartender there, his attention was fixated pretty solely on the male in his arms, peering up at him with an admiration, “you keep saying that…what made you a shitty boyfriend?” teddy chewed upon his bottom lip and gave a shrug of his shoulders, “i haven’t been the best boyfriend before either.” at the question, he cocked a brow, a bit taken aback that someone was interested in him for reasons other than sex. unless jaime was faking it or this was some sort of foreplay, “hmm…” tongue swiped down at his bottom lip, something he tended to do when he was concentrating, drumming his fingers absentmindedly against jaime’s hips, “well…i’m a musician! a guitarist. in a band. and i sing a little. your turn, babe. tell me something about YOU.”
there was something UNCHARACTERISTIC about this whole thing. jaime didn’t get attached to people. he had broken hearts both on purpose and by accident , and didn’t feel much remorse. maybe it was how he was raised , maybe he just wasn’t capable of love. he didn’t know. he was definitely capable of feelings , but ran at any sight of real connection. by now , jaime would’ve been long gone ; done what he needed to make sure a creep didn’t hurt someone and then moved on. but teddy - a stranger with eyes that felt like they were dragging him in , was keeping his attention. he could feel that this was a bad idea. he knew this was a bad idea. “ i have that effect on people , baby , don’t worry. ” he speaks with a smirk , leaning forward to kiss the other again. “ blaming me for EVERYTHING. you’re the one who came over here begging me to be your boyfriend. you started this. you picked me. it’s your fault. ”
his nose crinkles , rolling his eyes playfully at the other. “ you’re really something else. never met someone soft as shit yet so fucking ... BOLD. ” it was almost like teddy’s pull suddenly made sense. people usually fit in a box –– and the soft sweet type was always the one that got close to jaime and then got hurt. but teddy wasn’t just sweet –– he was something completely different and frankly , jaime couldn’t seem to pull away like he usually would. “ if you wanna get some later , you’re gonna be good. ” he speaks with a smile. “ also , i’m definitely real and in the flesh but not so much GREEK. do they have gods from spain ? maybe i’m one of those. ” he teases.
it has always been a thought in jaime’s head that maybe he needed someone to balance him out , but jaime never considered himself to be someone to date forever. hell , he had a SON that no one even knew about because he was a young dumb kid who knocked someone up and then got kicked all the way to SUNDANCE , NV. because of it. maybe if it wasn’t for that , jaime may have turned out a little differently. coming all the way to a strange place definitely wasn’t the best way to make him a better person. in fact , jaime had just gotten worse , closing his heart off even more. “ you seem like that kinda person , not gonna lie. ” he laughs , quickly interjecting with her preferred asshole beer. after the bartender leaves , jaime finds himself wanting to evade the question.
he’s never really had SHAME in being shitty ––– but something about teddy almost made him want to have good stories about himself. “ i’ve just never been good at them. i can’t take most of them seriously because i just get .... bored. ” he knows it sounds bad , but it was true. “ and i’ve cheated a few times. that’s just the truth. ” why be DISHONEST now ? he didn’t need to pretend he was a good person for a stranger. “ i didn’t think it was during any serious relationships but i guess i’m bad at reading cues. i don’t know. i’m just not good at ..... ” he SHRUGS , fingertips lightly playing with teddy’s hair. “ relationships. there was one thing back in spain –– long story. i feel like that could’ve been serious and since then , i just can’t. ” he didn’t realize he was rambling so he stops himself. “ fuck , sorry. ” he shakes his head , focusing back on teddy. “ a musician. ” he notes when teddy answers , nodding his head softly. “ cool. i’m a tattoo artist and i’m from spain so english is my second language. ” he informs , though he had spoken english since he was young , so he was confident in it. “ your turn again. ” he felt like he was playing twenty-questions in high school but he couldn’t seem to help it.
