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"You cannot be with such a fine young man and wear only one good suit! Would you go on a date with a woman wearing the same outfit?! No! You will have five suits! Timmy will get his whole wardrobe back soon, we are having sale next Thursday, I save the best for both of you." and began pulling out suits and ties and shirts, piling them in the respective man's arms.

"This is really so kind, Caesar." Tim said, realizing he was actually gaining his wardrobe back as the man threw suits and shirts and, ooh, he actually liked these cuff links. "But I can't have all of this I'll be getting my other suits back."

"No. You get new ones. Fall color is purple, you both need purple ties. Darker man gets lighter one." and began picking through ties. "Andrew didn't say you two had stopped seeing one another. He visited a while ago, very angry and very sad."

"Well, we didn't break up on the best terms." Timothy murmured.

"You! You look good in blue! Brings out your eyes." and held up a new tie to Daren's eyes. "I will find the right color blue." and waddled off.

Tim had gone pale hearing the words, looking up at Daren. "But, but Caesar only sells suits." he whispered, clutching the clothes to his chest. "No, No daren please." but could barely manage a step forward.

"Yes?" And looked over t the man, holding up two new ties to compare before tossing them. "Andrew and Timmy, they were, you know, lovers, boyfriends. Always came here to shop and buy things and then would go buy pretzel at the vendor on the other side. always cuddly and clingy and laughing. Why? Do you and Timmy want to?" and wiggled his eyebrows, placing a blue tie on Daren's pile. "matches your eyes."

The man listened, frowning and face growing slightly dark with anger. "I did not know. I have been busy, granddaughter had her first son so we have all been celebrating. I did not know." he nodded. "If I see sign of Andrew, I will call the police and 911 and keep him in my house. I will tie him down if needbe. Ah! Timmy! What are you doing don't put them away!"

"It's really so much, Caesar. I only need three suits for now." he said, smiling weakly, trying to ignore and stop the fear pumping in his veins. "Suits, shirts, ties, basic things. The police have been checking all my things for any further evidence of abuse I guess."

"You need place to stay, Timmy, you and your friend come over and stay for dinner. I have wife cook pot roast. Let me measure you. This way." and led Tim to a stand where he began measuring. "Too too skinny. Andrew did this?" He looked up, Tim obviously trying to hide his discomfort in front of his friend. "H-he did a lot. I'm gaining weight back. I have a check up tomorrow."

"Good. Good. Tell you what! You both come over tonight for dinner, no? Good to see old friend at table."

Timothy gave a weak smile to Daren saying it was okay before looking at Caesar. "Maybe not tonight. I have to wake up early for my doctor's appointment."

"That is right you mentioned that? You have a good doctor?"

"Doctor Madison is a lovely doctor, Caesar. He's been helping me through this slowly."

"Good good." and pat Tim's hands. "So, you two keep on shopping and I will wait at the register!"

"Considering everything you've given me I'm done shopping." he said with a small laugh. "Daren?"

Timothy nodded, happily walking to the front and placing everything down. "Hi again."

"Hello! My favorite customer! Very lovely purchases, yes very nice indeed."

"I don't have my card, though." Timothy said nervously, really not wanting Aomine to pay for all of this.

"No worries no worries! I know you, you get special discount! Only for favorite customers! And you," he looked at Daren, "I expect to see you here more often! Suits make you look strong! smart! And it, y'know, very attractive to some people." and chuckled, continuing to scan the items. "Havey ou seen TImothy in good suit? We used him for modeling picture a year or two back."

"Oh no Caesar don't pull it out."

"No no no, it's right here underneath counter." And unrolled the photo of Tim in the pinstripe suits he'd worked hard to avoid with a red ribboned fedora on his hat. If he were straight he'd have women over him. "See? I tell him, he be good model but he rejects and works in numbers. I tell him, 'with looks like that you can work in the mafia, Timmy!' Mafia movies always have handsome people playing roles."

Timothy was covering his red face. "Put that away it's embarrassing."

"because look at me!" Tim said. "I look skinnier than I am now! And That shade of green does not say christmas but something along the lines of--"

"The customers called it 'sexy beast.'" Caesar said with a laugh.

Timothy's face flared up. "I couldn't model! There are plenty of men much more handsome than me! I'm a ginger! Gingers don't model!" he just looked down at his feet. "I am too soft for the mafia. Look at me!"

"Total comes to $638.49!"

"What? Caesar that's far too cheap! We're practically stealing these clothes!"

"Special discount for my mafia friend!" he said happily with a laugh.

"No!" He laughed. "I'm just Tim. No Mafia Tim. Just Tim." and took the bags from Caesar. "I don't think I've ever heard of that. Doctor Who?" He questioned again.

"I shall invite you over for lunch tomorrow! Is your number the same?"

"Yes. I bought a new phone today so you'll need to send me a picture, Caesar."

The stout man gave a grin. "Well enjoy the rest of your day!" he called, rolling the image up and putting it back under the counter. "You two have lots of fun! Remember! Sale on Thursday!"

Tim waved bye to the man and nodding to Daren, walking out with him. "It's nice to see a friendly face. I actually introduced him to Andrew. But why would Andrew go to him?" Tim mumbled, worried. "I interned here as an accountant for Caesar. I've never seen someone with cleaner books."