Bab 66: Lenford : Grinds My Gears

"Why don't you wear one of them." I handed the box of briefs to Len as he hiss defensively at me and shakes his head.

"And let the cashier know I'm going commando!?" He yell-whispers, glaring at me vehemently as I smirked at his situation.

"Isn't it better to give them something to talk about other than the dreary topic of the weather?" I asked, pushing the box of briefs back into his hands as he hissed at me in return.

"S-stop shoving it at me.... It's like you're begging for them to notice two guys buying underwear together!" Len furrows his brows together as I chuffed in retort.

"Fine. I'll subtly show them two men purchasing underwear together, then." I smirked, grabbing a box of briefs in my size off the shelf as Len turns beet red and now tries to grab the initial box out of my hands.