Sebastian glanced around, feeling oddly subconscious as Jim practically dragged him through the shop. He couldn’t remember the name of it, but judging by the ridiculously abstract displays and the even more ridiculous price tags he was guessing that it was someplace fancy and designer. He shouldn’t really have expected anything less from Jim, although he’d never actually been clothes shopping with him before. He assumed that Jim went clothes shopping often enough to get new suits when he wanted, and every now and then a suit would turn up in Sebastian’s wardrobe and he’d just ignore it until Jim actually forced him to put it on.
That morning, however, Jim had decided that his new disguise was important enough that it needed a second opinion on it. Specifically, as Sebastian had only learned as they entered the store, on the underwear.
“How about these?” Jim asked, tugging on Sebastian’s wrist to get his attention. Sebastian turned to face him.
“I think those are meant for women,” he replied flatly.
“Yes, but I think they’d rather get the ‘gay’ point across to Mr Holmes,” Jim chuckled darkly. Sebastian tried not to imagine Jim walking around London with lacy underwear barely hidden by a pair of jeans, and forced himself not to ask Jim to buy them for later.
“Can’t argue with that, sir,” he replied, stuttering slightly and breathing a sigh of relief when Jim put the underwear down, because he really couldn’t handle the mental images this early on in their little shopping trip.
Leaving the store, he managed to talk Jim out of going into Ann Summers - even though he insisted it was ‘just to look’ - and they ended up in another expensive-looking shop. Sebastian decided that the underwear - at least - looked less feminine.
After another thirty minutes of browsing, Jim shooed him away as he went to pay. Sebastian tried not to sound excited when Jim told him he was going to have the sniper ‘test run’ the underwear he’d picked.
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