He knew he'd probably look goofy to anybody who entered the store. After all, who frigging grins over a few cans of Friskies? He couldn't help himself, however. Ever since that first date with Ashton a week ago, Justice hadn't been able to hold in his happiness. It wasn't as if anyone was around to see his display of goofiness. Besides Justice, the store was empty, the beautiful warm weather luring all would-be shoppers away. So when the bell on the front door dinged, it surprised him. He rushed to the register to help, only to stop, a wider smile spreading out over his face when he found Ashton standing there, looking as hot as ever. He wore a pair of faded jeans that hugged his ass perfectly and short-sleeved, blue button up shirt. He leaned to the side, his hip pressed against the checkout counter, his hands in his front pockets. As always, Justice's breath hitched as he took in the pure awesomeness of the other man. No better yet, his man. Even though it'd only been a week, Justice now fully accepted that Ashton's feelings ran just as intense.
