everything to do with you, down to your clothes

[roughandugly]

As much as Alec appreciated solitude, he was certainly not immune to feeling the ache of loneliness. Butternut (or 'Boathouse Cat' as Alec had nicknamed her), when she wasn't swatting at the fish swimming in the lake or chasing after mice and squirrels, could be incredibly affectionate toward him, and Alec had grown rather fond of her in return, but the company of a cat couldn't compare to the company of a fellow man - at least not one who was a friend.

There had been no answer to his knocking at the door to Biffy's apartment, so the next place he went looking was the clothing store where he knew Biffy was employed. Alec had never visited before, having no need or desire to wear such formal attire, but he would have a look around if it meant spending even a short amount of time with his good mate.

Looking at the smartly dressed mannequins at the front of store, Alec couldn't help but compare their outfits to the ill-fitting navy blue suit with the red tie which hung in his wardrobe. Alec hated that suit, but it was the only one he owned. He would much prefer a suit like the olive green one in front of him. Or perhaps the sky blue.

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[roughandugly]

"How long does that take?" Alec asked sulkily. He was appreciative of Biffy's help, and he was glad to own some new clothes, but the process of trying garments on had already taken more time than he had expected. "I've got a cat to feed."

[modern_alpha]

"A day or two. You usually would be required to pick them up, but I'll do you the favor of bringing them to your boathouse, if you like?" Biffy offered it with genuine enthusiasm, even as he spoke in a careful tone that was designed to temper impatience.

"A cat? Really?"