Cookies 'n Creme

After the events that transpired the night before, Chadwick was quiet pleased to find that he had only a minor headache waking up just hours after. He and Anders had a great time and it would be something that he would cherish forever. However, now, it was back to being one half of the fourth cohort Centurion. Dressed in a camp Jupiter t-shirt and black joggers, Chadwick paid close attention to Anders while he was cleaning up the area around his bunk. Yoski was inspecting her cohort mates as well.  

A smile came across his face when the son of Apollo bent over, his head tilting to the side. Chadwick bit his lip, but quickly looked away. He had his clipboard in hand and slowly made his way to Anders. "Pederson, you're almost finished. Good work."

Chadwick glanced around the room to see if anyone was paying attention to him before coming a bit closer to Anders. "Are you okay? You seem more nervous than a porcupine in a balloon factory." He mumbled underneath his breath. He didn't know if he felt weird about what happened the night before. The son of Pomona shifted his weight a bit.

 "Oh?" The son of Pomona raised an eyebrow and came a bit closer to Anders as if he was closely inspecting something. "What do you mean by 'inappropriate'?" He asked in a whisper. He checked something off by Anders' name and continued to study him. He tried to keep things professional, but sometimes it was hard to do so. Of course he had friends in his cohort, but when he was on duty, he tried to make things strictly business.

Chadwick's heart skipped a beat when he heard what Anders had to say. He could feel his mouth go dry and his palms get sweater. He opened up his mouth to speak, but no words came out. He looked down at his clipboard. "Stuff?" He finally asked. Chadwick took in a deep breath and then looked over at the cohort. Most of them were done with their spaces and had gone out for an hour or two for free time. "What, uh, kind of stuff? You mean with the ice cream?"

"Oh," He took in a deep breath and smiled some. He wanted to say something rated R too, but didn't know if someone was listening. "Did you like dancing with me?" He asked. Chadwick loved feeling his breath on his neck and his arms wrapped around his waist. He felt safe in his arms, but also, he wanted to hug him to. He bit his lip. "What would you change about last night?"

"Right, Pederson." Chadwick cleared his throat and looked around the cohort. "I need to talk to you. Follow me, solider." He straightened his posture and walked down the center of the fourth cohort barracks before coming to his bunk. He sat down on the side of his head and looked at Anders. "Now can you answer my question?" He asked in a whisper. Why wasn't there more privacy in the cohorts?

Chadwick nodded his head. "Last night was really fun. The most fun I've had in a really long time." He looked down at his lap, then slowly over at Anders. "I...I'm flattered, I am." He grinned and looked back down at his shoes. He didn't know what to say or do at this point. "Do you...do you find me attractive?" He asked slowly. The son of Pomona probably couldn't asked another question, but he didn't.

Chadwick smirked. "No, you're so ugly." He said sarcastically. That probably wasn't the best thing to do, but it was Chadwick's way of coping. "Sorry, but, see, even if we are attracted to each other, then who's to say that we're allowed to date? Does it work like that?" Honestly, Chadwick had never dated someone who was in his cohort before. Outside of it, yes, but inside? No, definitely not.

Chadwick sighed. "Yeah, making it's appearance once again." The son of Pomona sighed and looked over at Anders. "Sorry," He closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead. "I think things got inappropriate when I started dancing on you like some...thirsty ho." He bit his lip and looked down at the tile flooring. "I don't know what else you can say to make any of this more messy than what it is."

Chadwick looked at him, then rolled his eyes. "Viking dude has jokes, I see." He shook his head and folded his arms over his chest. "...Wait, I have an idea. What if...What if I say that I'm conditioning you to take some more respectability? Since you'll be here until you're in your twenties." He looked at Anders with wide eyes. "It'll be perfect as long as you dont' screw this up." He mumbled the last part."

Chadwick smirked. "It'll mean that when we're together, it won't be suspicious. They'll just assume that I want you to take on more responsibility. Simple and easy as that." He shrugged his shoulders and looked him over. "Does that clear things up for you?" H asked, countering the sarcasm with sass. "Or do I need to get a whiteboard and marker?"

The son of Pomona smiled some. He was honored that Anders was so concerned about his "honor". No one had ever called it that before until now. "That...works for me." He rose from his bunk and stood in front of the son of Apollo. "And I'm sassy, sarcastic asshole so you're going to have to deal with it," Chadwick folded his arms over his chest with a playful smirk on his face. "Unless you're going to do something about it, Pederson."

Chadwick grinned a bit more and was about to say something, but stopped himself. He knew that he had to remain strong and put on a good show. "You will start right now. Come with me to the back of the cohort so I can show you the safety hatch." The Centurion nodded his head and led him to the back of the cohort.

"So, uh, tell me about one of those things." Chadwick glanced up at Anders before getting down on his hands and knees to actually show him where the escape hatch was.