[ Raleigh's almost tempted to roll on top of him and cancel their half-formed plans, likely because Chuck will kill him if he does, but he's also really hungry. His stomach's been rumbling against Chuck's back not-attractively for a good few minutes. ]
A burger. Fries. Something really, really unhealthy that I'm really, really gonna regret eating when I have to work it off again later.
[Look Ray, you get crabby and psycho if you don't get food when you're hungry and Chuck does like picking a fight with you but not like that. Because it definitely doesn't lead to getting laid.]
It'd be easier to find a better steak than a burger. Can you live with that?
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[Don't even try and deny it, Becket, because you're dating a guy seven years younger than you. Also he's clearly the horniest one in this bed.]
That still doesn't answer the question.
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[ Well, Chuck's letting him, so. Raleigh shifts to prop himself on an elbow, looking down at Chuck's profile. ]
Food first? We can watch something later.
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What do you want, pervert?
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A burger. Fries. Something really, really unhealthy that I'm really, really gonna regret eating when I have to work it off again later.
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It'd be easier to find a better steak than a burger. Can you live with that?
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Literally.Raleigh pulls himself up to a sitting position, running a hand over his bed hair. ] If we can find two buns, I could put the steak in between?
[ He's aware of how stupid that sounds, but he also likes it when Chuck yells at him. ]
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Instead of yelling at him, Chuck reaches out and smacks the back of his head for that stupid comment.]
Not if you don't want to be single tomorrow.
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He yelps a laugh and belatedly ducks his head to avoid the slap, which only mashes his face into Chuck's shoulder. Classy. ]
You can't say shit. I know you eat microwave mac-n-cheese.
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That's different. And I'd still dump your sorry ass.
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Nah, you wouldn't. You're like the boy who cried wolf.
[ Satisfied, Raleigh pats Chuck on the ass, as if to say good game and rolls out of bed. He offers Chuck a hand to help him out. ]
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Is that a challenge, Becket?