Rory clutched both his elbows as he walked into Rin's room in a feeble attempt to steal his nerves. "You really don't have to do this..." His words trailed off as his eyes landed on the bed and bugged.

Rin shrugged as he glanced up from the pile of clothes that lined the bed. "I suppose not... but dear old dad would say your appearance reflects on our appearance and would shit a brick if he saw most of what you wore." Rin chuckled. "Though it may be worth letting you dress in your rags to see if he'll drop of a coronary."

Rory bit his bottom lip as his cheeks heated from embarrassment. "I... I didn't always dress so shabby... It's just... things haven't been the best..."

Rin blew out a sigh. "It's fine... There's no need to explain. How about you humor me and start with what you like, instead... colors, styles, fabrics..."

Rory released the breath he didn't realize he was holding. "I don't know... I'm not overly picky..."

Rin nodded as he stroked his chin. "Well, that's good in a way... but it really doesn't narrow things down here..."

Rory's brows furrowed as his eyes moved over the stacks of clothes. "What is all this? I... I wouldn't even know where to start."

Rin pointed around the bed. "Some stuff that different people have left at the house. That whole pile over there was left by different assistants. I picked the smaller, nicer things..." He pointed to another pile. "That is some stuff that's too small for Dillon and me that had been given to us by sponsors or brands... this or that... With luck, some of it may fit you." A smirk curved his lips as his finger moved to another pile. "And lastly, this pile will definitely fit you... But all hell will probably break loose if the owner realizes you're wearing his clothes."

Rory frowned, already knowing whose clothes they were. "Sebastian?"

Rin's smirk widened. "Good guess. So, are you starting with the sure fits or the safer bets?"

Rory moved to the piles that had been left behind and hadn't fit Rin or Dillon, and began searching for his size.

Rin chuckled. "Kill joy..." But even as he teased, he moved over beside him and began selecting items. "Here. I already had a few things in mind before you came in. Try these." Rin pushed the pile to the side and flopped down on the bed and watched in anticipation.

Rory's face heated as he held the clothes. "Um... You... you want me to try them on here?"

Rin chuckled. "Well, yes. Why not?" Rin tilted his head and licked the sharp edge of his upper teeth. "Didn't forget to wear underwear or something? Or are you afraid I'll pounce on you?" When Rory's entire face reddened, Rin through his head back in deep laughter. "Rory, there's a bathroom to your left. You don't have to strip right here unless you want... though I'm not sure why you're being so shy." Rin's violet eyes scanned Rory's flushed gaze. "Is there another reason you want privacy?"

Rory didn't bother answering. He had gotten so used to Rin's constant teasing, it was almost expected at this point... but expect it or not it didn't lessen the effects... He thought as he changed as quickly as possible, afraid Rin would bust through the bathroom door at any second. He stepped out, awkwardly adjusting the jacket of the three-piece suit. "I... don't know about this."

Rin stood slowly from the bed, his gaze trained on Rory. The slightly metallic burgundy and black suit contrasted significantly against Rory's pale skin, blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. Rin snagged a black satin tie from the bed and closed the distance between them. He looped the tie around Rory's neck and tugged him forward with it a step before loosening his grip. Silently, Rin dipped his fingers along the neckline of the dress shirt before flipping up the collar, causing the tiny hairs on the back of Rory's neck to stand up. He slid the tie under the collar and adjusted everything into place, running his hands slowly over Rory's shoulders as he smoothed out any wrinkles that might be there before returning his hands to the tie. Rin held Rory's trembling gaze as he teased Rory's chest below the tie with his fingertips with each movement as he tied it. Once it was tied, he trailed his fingers down to the V of the vest and held it open, sliding the tie tip inside. He gave the front of the suit a pat. "Perfect..."

Rory swallowed hard, knowing well his voice was going to crack and tremble once he tried to speak. "It... isn't it too much?"

Rin shook his head. "No, there are always dinners to go to, and you'll be expected to attend."

Rory gulped as he lifted his arms. "It... It's still a bit too big in places..."

Rin's eyes moved over Rory. "Hum... Let's see. Hold up the jacket and turn." Sure enough, the vest had an adjuster. Rin pulled it tighter, not missing the opportunity to run a hand along Rory's waist. "How does this feel? Not too tight?"

Rory nodded, unable to speak as Rin's hands continued roaming his body. Rory's throat went dry as Rin's hands moved to the waistband of the pants. "Belt... I have some..." He squeaked out."

Rin's lips curled up. "I guess that will have to work for now. We can always send it off to get alterations made." He slid his hand along the inside band. "I'll see if I can find something better fitted for the dinner for this event. Maybe something a little less formal as well."

Rory nodded and lunged for the bed, needing any excuse to get away from Rin's touch.

"Try this, and I'll try to find some black slacks in the meantime."

Rory paused as Rin handed him a second outfit. His eyes moved back to the piles on the bed, and he realized Rin had matched up several outfits in each pile already. Rory's eyes moved back to Rin. "You... um... Thank you..."

Rin arched a brow, an action he and Dillon both seemed to do often. "What? You need to look good, and I like fashion... Win, win... Now stop wasting time and go try these." A wicked smile curved his lips. "Unless you'd like me to strip you here."

Rory grabbed the clothes and raced to the bathroom. The next outfit was much more casual and fit perfectly... but seemed to be more of something Sabastian would wear. Rory didn't bother stepping all the way out of the bathroom before asking. "Um... Is there something else? I thought we'd agreed on nothing of Sabastian's."

Rin chuckled as he grabbed the next outfit and walked toward the bathroom. "One, I wanted to see if the two of you really were the same size; and two, I have to see you in that!" Rin pushed the door open, taking Rory in as he did. The top was tight and black sheer in places. Rin reached out and pinched Rory's nipple through the thin material. "I really think you should consider keeping this one."

Rory yelped and quickly grabbed the other outfit.

Two hours later, Rory was exhausted. Rin pushed the pile farther over on the bed. "Here, sit for a bit. You look like you're about to fall over."

Rory glared at Rin. "I wonder whose fault that is?"

Rin shrugged. "I don't know. You tell me. Who was it who let you go all this time wearing oversized, worn-out trash?"

Rory frowned as he sat on the edge of the bed. "Thank you... I appreciate this... You really didn't have to, regardless of what you say. You could have just thrown all this into my room and had me go through it... But instead, you took your time to match things and help me..."

Rin slid down to sit beside him. Rin studied his profile as Rory refused to meet his gaze. "You really are a hard person to hate, you know that? I've tried... I've tried with everything in me to hate you, to make you hate me..." Rin reached out and cupped his face, turning it so that their eyes could meet. "Is it working? Do you hate me, Rory?"

Rory swallowed hard as he shook his head. "Nah... no..."

"You should... You know that, right? Even while I'm sitting here with you, all I can think about is pulling your lips against mine... shoving all these clothes onto the floor and pinning you down onto the mattress... even knowing that's not what you want..."

Rory bit into his lower lip but didn't look away, didn't pull away.

Rin tightened his hold on Rory's face. "I can't decide if you're currently making what I want harder or easier for me..." Rin leaned in closer. "Should I see?"

Rory's brain struggled to process the words Rin was saying through the hypnotic spell Rin seemed to have him in. "See?..." When Rin slid closer and his hand moved from Rory's jaw to the back of his head, tangling into his hair, Rory quickly realized what was happening. He forced himself back to reality and shoved against Rin's chest. "No! I have to go!" Rory bolted upright and stormed for the door.

Rin glanced around at the stacks of clothes with an irritated huff. "Well... should I call him back in here, or give him a free pass for tonight..." A smile curved his lips. "He does seem close to cracking..."