Did Lowes succeed today? [Comprehensive British and American]

Lowes will not do any actions that are not in the usual itinerary.Like getting out of the back seat of a car.

But it was quite normal for him to take the elevator, find the door of his house, and say goodbye to Strange at the door.At first glance, there is nothing wrong with it.

After Strange hummed, he pushed open the door that was not closed at all, and leaned on the side cabinet in the entrance to watch Louas walk into the room to sleep on his own.

Rogers floated in the center of the room, his figure vaguely overlapping with the paintings hanging on the wall.Just like in the painting, only the painter can see his existence, and in the eyes of others, he is just air.

"Steve." Lowes came out of the room and called again.

Rogers just wanted to move.Strange walked over.

Rogers stopped.Well, Stephen and Steve sound surprisingly alike.

"Why?" Strange asked curiously.

Lowes frowned, "Who are you?"

Strange laughed, and looked down at the doll dog he brought out from the room, "Aren't you a little too childish?"

Lowes pushed him away.Strange stepped back obediently.

Rogers touched his nose, worried that Lowes would say something again, and quickly floated into the doll.

The toy dog ​​patted his arm reassuringly.Lowes looked down at Dodge and rubbed against him.

"...This one can move?" Strange stretched out his hand and pulled the doll off, but Lowes slapped it away vigorously.He looked up, met a pair of cold eyes, stopped his hands, and slowly retracted, "Another gift from Stark?"

Lowes didn't speak, hugged Dodge, called Shane who was lying in his bed, stepped back vigilantly, and locked the door vigorously with a 'bang'.

Listening to the movement, there is probably a chair or something behind the door.

Strange....Exhaling, he straightened his skirt.He turned off the lights, put away the shoes that Lowes had kicked at the door, closed the door and left.

Lowes was drunk for the first time in two lifetimes.Fragments are impossible, he clearly remembers everything.So when he woke up, he sat on the bed, looked at the chair he had placed behind the door, and thought seriously.

Own?Drunk? ?

Rogers saw through his calm eyebrows, "You didn't do anything out of the ordinary."

Lowes' eyes moved to him.

"I was there the whole time." Rogers patted him on the shoulder.

Lowes figured it out.In this life, he has never been exposed to drugs, nor has he taken various paralytic drugs for a long time, nor has he experienced anti-drug training.

Getting drunk is normal.

So... Could it be that he is healthy now? ?

He thought it was because he hadn't checked it in his previous life, so he didn't know that his heart could be raised for good.Thinking about it carefully, my rebellious heart in my previous life has not matured with age.

It's one thing to figure it out, but quite another to accept it.Lowes decided not to touch alcohol in the future.

Rogers was surprised by his decision but not so surprised, "kid, you are too strict with yourself."

"At least I won't drink in public." Lowes thought for a while and added.He raised his hand to take off the overnight clothes, and Rogers hurriedly turned around, "Be careful."

"Huh?" Lowes stood up from the bed and looked at the person whose back was facing him, "Haven't you seen anything?"

Rogers... "Be careful."

Thinking of how healthy he is now, Lowes was suddenly curious about one thing, "Steve."

"Ok?"

"Do you feel it now?"

"What do you feel?"

"Will it be hard?" He didn't know it before.Physiology does not allow it, and the psychology is so weak that it is not much different from loss of function.

Rogers... "...probably not."

Lowes stripped himself off, went to open the closet, "It's a pity."

Rogers let out a weak breath.This is really unacceptable, he smiled bitterly in his heart.

"Will you be embarrassed if I sleep with someone else?" Lowes knelt down and picked out his underwear.

Rogers was stunned for a while, "There will definitely be embarrassment..." More than just embarrassment, "But, you have grown up. I guess, I have to accept it."

"I want to try." Lowes looked down at his little brother.Then I sniffed myself and thought it would be better to take a bath.

Rogers... "...OK." With whom?He bit his tongue.It won't hurt.

"Whether it's a human or an animal, the most basic function of the most prominent part is to attract the same kind and obtain the priority of reproduction." After examining himself, Lowes raised his head, thoughtful.Then, in order to take care of Rogers' mood, he wore a pair of underwear, "Maybe, unicorn horns too." Even though it looks very pure.

Rogers twitched the corner of his mouth, "Yes."

Lowes stopped, and looked back at him strangely, "Are you agreeing with me?"

Rogers hummed, "What?"

Lowes understood that he was in a daze just now.He probably didn't hear what he was saying.

The alcohol hadn't completely dissipated, and Lowes realized that he didn't seem to be fully awake now, so he smirked.He turns to the bathroom.

Rogers caught a glimpse of blackness through the reflective metal frame, and the shape of the small triangle stood out against the white.

Passing by the closet, I accidentally saw my own body in the full-length mirror attached to the closet door.Lowes hummed and stopped.

He lowered his hand and touched his belly.

One piece is flat and soft.From top to bottom, it is a normal body.

Seems really healthy.It's kind of magical.

Will I build muscle if I exercise deliberately?He ran his fingers over the waistband of his pants.It may not be accurate to say that he is gay. A person does not have the ability to practice orientation, so how can we talk about orientation.

He just prefers a healthy male body.In his eyes, women's physical beauty is there, but not enough.

Tilting his head, he slid his hand up and tapped a few times along the edge of the straight collarbone.He almost never looked closely at his own body because it was unattractive.

Now, he turned and looked at his body.

He lowered his hands, looked at his fingers gently resting on his straight legs, turned sideways, looked at the curve of his back and hips, "Steve, my body is so beautiful."

Rogers suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself.Lowes was stunned, "???"

"...Bugs." Rogers blocked himself into the wall, "You take a shower, I'll go... outside."

Lowes watched him through the wall, not knowing why.

After taking a shower, my mind was finally clear.No more mess.Lowes walked out of the bedroom and went to get some snacks from the coffee table, intending to make a cushion first.Later, go straight to lunch.

The doorbell rang.

Lowes, still covering his wet hair with a towel, didn't want to open the door.

"It's Strange." Rogers floated in through the door.

Lowes raised his legs, folded them on the coffee table, and continued to eat slowly.

The doorbell stopped, and someone outside knocked twice on the door.

"Let's drive it." Rogers looked normal.

Strange held Chinese porridge in his hand.

Lowes switched legs and put it on top. "I'm afraid I'll have indigestion if he comes in and talks." Especially after last night.

Rogers floated to answer the conversation bell.

Lowes raised an eyebrow.

"I know you're awake. Open the door." Strange's voice came.

After waiting for a while, Rogers was sure that he really intended to say this, and he was quite weak, "He bought you porridge that is easy to digest."

Lowes snorted.

"Yes." Rogers nodded to himself with his hands on his hips.It doesn't seem to be trying to win the trust of Lowes, but it seems to be consoling himself.

Lowes was indeed hungry, and he got up, opened the door, and held out an arm.

Strange looked at the door that was ajar, "What?"

Lowes ticked his hands, "I saw my meal."

Rogers reached out to stop.

Strange glanced at his hands behind his back.

Lowes also saw his hand behind his back in the camera, "...I can see it behind his back."

Strange glanced at the camera, "Aren't you inviting me in?"

"no need."

Strange hung the item over Lowes' hand, then tugged as he pulled back.

Lowes was caught off guard and dragged out, and the door 'slammed' shut behind him.Rogers stared blankly at the automatically locked door, froze.

Lowes...

Strange squeezed his wrist, looked at the towel that slid onto his face, "Don't forget that your boss is me now."

Lowes took the towel off his face and frowned, "Today is a rest day, tomorrow is only Monday."

"Don't you think you should treat me better?" Strange let go of his wrist.

"...How to do it?" Lowes had never beaten anyone before, so he really didn't understand.

"At least, I think I deserve a thank you."

"Thank you." Lowes didn't hesitate, he slapped the door with his backhand.

Strange laughed, "Why didn't I know your door was..."

"Squeak-"

Lowes stepped into the room, "Is there anything else?"

Strange looked at the door, tongue resting on the roof of his jaw.Intelligence designed by Stark? ? "Don't be late tomorrow." He sternly said, "Your major should not be as bad as playing the piano."

"Probably okay." Lowes said uncertainly.After all, Strange didn't like his piano, and probably didn't like his profession either.

The conversation was as rambling as ever, and Lowes closed the door.Helping others... well, maybe I'm really not proficient.

'Intelligence by Stark Design' Rogers, "... how?"

Lowes turned to look at him, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Rogers was taken aback.

"You've been lately..." Lowes said slowly, "It seems that you are intentionally shortening the distance between me and Strange."

Rogers... lately?You just noticed it recently? ? "without."

Lowes raised his eyebrows, "Rodgers, not everyone needs friends. Even if they are friends, Strange is not suitable. He is my boss now."

Rogers' face froze for a few seconds, then he raised his hand and wiped his face with complicated emotions, "...and, you still think you have a very high EQ." He let out a breath.

"I'm polite," Lowes insisted, "and very easygoing!"

"..." Rogers opened his mouth, "Forget it." He raised his hand and rubbed Lowes' head, "Let me be selfish just once."

"what?"

"I have a friend, you are much more lively." Rogers withdrew his hand, showing the first smile of the day.

At night, after Lowes went out to the gay bar, he couldn't laugh anymore.

"What are you doing?" Rogers watched him go straight to the door.

"Huh?" Lowes was surprised, "I want to find someone to sleep with." He lifted his chin, "This is more suitable."

"……what?!"

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