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The Roof; Late Tuesday Night.

Very careful to do so sexily, Chad let out a sigh, hands limply hanging between his knees as he looked out over the view of the island, lifting his chin a little so the slight breeze could catch the soft trendrils of his hair. He was so confused; he couldn't understand it. How could Teddy do this? How could Teddy just...refuse him...HIM!...like that, like he was nothing, like he wasn't the owner of such a strong jaw and perfect hips, like he didn't have those amazing abs, these phenominal lips? Clearly, he shouldn't worry about it too much. The problem was quite obviously Teddy's.

Oh, and he wasn't wearing any clothes. Who was he to deprive his fellow classmates of the beautiful, classic artwork that was the body of Yasutora Sado? If Teddy was going to be insane and not want to appriciate it, maybe he'd find someone who would.

[[ the self-absorbed, naked Chad is brought to you thanks to a certain temporary witch. post definately open ]]

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The movie in the common room had ended, and Nadia was still feeling restless, so with her achy hands shoved into her pockets, she wandered her way up to the roof.

And stood completely still in the doorway. Her speechlessness wasn't just due to having completely lost her voice the night before, any more, either.

Any minute now, she'd turn around and go back down stairs. . . .

That might have been a hoarse, wordless mumble of appreciation right there.

Maybe she wouldn't be going downstairs just yet.

Zero wanted some fresh air, so she headed up to the roof. She heard it was pretty popular for that sort of thing.

And froze.

"Okay, I'm pretty sure I'm not responsible for this," she finally managed.

Thanks to having a couple of cookies filled completely with sugar, Naomi was not going to be heading to bed anytime soon. She decided to go up to the roof for a while.

When she got there, and saw who was there. She just stared.

And there was Teddy with a towel, covering up Chad. "Would you please just put on a pair of pants?"

Chad turned his head, with a toss of his hair, of course, toward where he felt the oh-so-common presence of eyes on him. He grinned when he spotted Nadia. Now here was someone he knew could appriciate the majesty that was him. He lifted his chin, giving her a look over, too. Nadia could probably do without clothes as well. "S'up?"

"'Course not," Chad responded with a grin, leaning back a bit, slightly preening. "Only God, or higher being of your choice, could be responsible for this," he motioned to himself, in case it wasn't clear, "masterpiece."

Ah, so many admirers already. Chad gave Naomi a grin, and a nod, so she knew that her staring was completely understandable, entirely acceptable, and she was welcome to do as much of it as she wanted.

Now here was an interesting switch. Chad with actual words, and Nadia stuck with shrugs and gestures.

Well, mostly. Her voice was still pretty well shot, but she could generally manage whole words, now, as long as she stuck to only a few at a time.

". . . You're naked."

"Worried someone's going to really like what they see and try to claim what's yours?" Chad asked with a grin at the attemp. It was cute, really, but didn't Teddy know that such beauty couldn't be contained?

Teddy rolled his eyes. Chad just sounded more and more vapid. "Yes. That's it exactly. Now would you put on some pants,please?"

Since staring was about the only thing Naomi was actually capable of doing at this stage, that's what she continued to do.

Chad nodded. That he was.

"You're welcome."

That got a startled, half-laugh out of Nadia.

Welcome indeed.

"Teddy?"

She couldn't very well imagine he was okay with this. He wouldn't even eat a donut from the same room she was in, and Chad had been totally clothed when they'd . . . so, yeah, Teddy couldn't possibly be enjoying this.

"Ted," Chad looked at his clearly insane boyfriend like he was...well, clearly insane, and opened his arms a little to gesture toward a good view. "Would be a crime to keep something this good under wraps."

Chad let out an appriciative sigh, reveling in the glorification of Naomi's eyes, and made sure he was positioned in a way that she could get the most out of it.

Zero stuffed her knuckle in her mouth to avoid giggling. While she had to admit the view was nice, the egotism was a bit much. "Are you mutinying against clothes, too?" she asked when she finally got herself back under control.

"You, sir, are no fun," Zero told Teddy.

That was the beginning of a stress headache, yup. "Public nudity is a crime Chad. Your-" Eyeroll. "-perfect body not getting seen isn't."

"Is being weird," Chad answered. "Jealous, I'm guessing." And he preened a little more because, really, come on? Who wouldn't be jealous of a body like this?

"And if this was Peter?" Teddy asked, still trying to keep Chad covered.

Naomi was definitely making the most of it. Well it wasn't really hard to do. Finally she managed to ask, "um...why aren't you wearing clothes?"

Chad shrugged. "They've mutinied agaist me," he told her as if it was obvious. "I'm too sexy for my shirt."

"Hey, my hooskspider has nothing to hide." Of course, he also had modesty. Zero liked this in him. "Join the clothes mutiny! Rally against our textile oppressors! Or not, s'up to you."

"You've got a very skewed sense of justice, Ted," Chad grunted a little. Since when did his boyfriend become such a tool? He should be enjoying this! "Ted, you feeling okay? You hit your head or something?"

And his pants, apparently. "Chad, Sunday was the day for lines like that."

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