<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Blue seemed happy and familiar with the art supply store, and Eivind followed him around, more interested in things there than he was the clothing. Some of it was building materials that he was somewhat familiar with. Blue gathered up what he needed, and they were out of the store in a much shorter duration than they were at the mall. Blue knew what he wanted, but he seemed no less ecstatic. His mate had come around to Eivind before he could get into the truck, throwing his arms around him, showering him with affection and teasing words.<br/>
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“You could reward me with enjoying some of the supplies, but naked, of course. Or better yet, in those scandalous underwear you picked out,” Eivind suggested instead, imagining Blue would be excited to do something art related since they'd been worrying so much about other things. He would be happy to watch Blue run around the hotel room indecently dressed while he did something he enjoyed. Blue nuzzled against his cheek, which finally had a few days worth of growth on it since he'd had the brilliant idea of shaving his face. He asked if they could stop somewhere to get a phone for Blue to keep in touch.<br/>
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“Of course,” Eivind said, realizing it would not look good to his parents to try and keep Blue isolated. Eivind himself had a work phone somewhere.. but he almost never had it on him. Eventually they'd need to get proper phones, especially if they were going to coordinate their schedules successfully with Blue going back to school, and of course Eivind wanted Blue to be able to reach him if he needed anything. For now a burner phone would work until Eivind could take out personal lines with the cell phone company he they'd always used for their business.<br/>
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“They're probably worried,” Eivind agreed, and he let Blue give him directions to where he wanted to go. He let Blue go get what he needed while he scoped out a place to grab something to eat, perpetually hungry despite breakfast. The nearest place in the plaza was a little Mexican restaurant, and anything was starting to look appealing so long as it wasn't overly salted breakfast meat and eggs.<br/>
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“We're going to be spoiled if we ever go back to the cabin,” Eivind admitted before leading Blue in, where they got something to eat while Blue set up the temporary phone. Eivind didn't know how Blue was going to fix things with his parents, but staying in contact with his sisters seemed like a good start. And then hopefully with them relaying messages, no one would have to worry about Blue. They were getting everything back on track, and would soon see that Eivind was a man of his word, hopefully.<br/>
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Once back at the hotel, Eivind carried the supplies upstairs, but raised his brows expectantly when Blue took them from him. He was in an easygoing, playful mood despite the days prior. The thorough fucking in the truck had done them both good, and then so had their morning.<br/>
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“Still sore?” Eivind inquired, assessing the damage of Blue body once more when he decided to humor his mate by removing his clothing.</span></span>