Chapter 321: A narrowed down list
Andrew felt like while he had gotten an education on rings and the like yesterday, today he was actually getting a true lesson. Maxwell was kind, patient, but firm. He went through several types of rings, several stones, everything. By the end of this hour-long presentation, Andrew had a very detailed understanding of what Maxwell didn’t want.
He didn’t want a solitary stone. He didn’t want something with a super thin band. He didn’t want anything red or yellow or pink. If the ring had gems embedded into the band, he didn’t want the whole ring to be made that way. He didn’t really like yellow gold. Thought it didn’t suit him.
The list went on, and Andrew made sure he got every little thing. His head was spinning, and he was thinking that it was a damn miracle that with the few designs that Andrew felt like he liked, none of them met the criteria of a ’bad ring’ in Maxwell’s eyes.
He was hoping to chalk it up to him knowing his partner, but Andrew wasn’t going to say that too soon. He still had a chance to ruin if this was a good or bad ring for Maxwell still.
Maxwell finished his little presentation by saying he was happy with any ring that he received, and Andrew had just laughed. Yeah. Sure. There was a reason he had asked for this, so that he could weed out what not to get him. Andrew wanted to brag that he had maybe been doing a good job, but he also wanted it to be a surprise, so he held his tongue.
He had no fucking clue what he wanted to do yet. Not a single clue. He had some undefined things he was considering, but he was going to have to lock himself away for a little bit to go over those plans. He even told Maxwell as much, and Maxwell just sighed, closed his laptop and rested his hand against his chin.
"Go on then. You’re the one behind. I can wait for you to figure that out. I have some work I need to do involving our move, so take your time." He told him, his eyes warm and Andrew darted away. Maxwell watched Andrew leave, a smile on his face as Andrew hid himself in the bedroom, using his phone and all the info that Amir’s grandmother had given him the day before to find what he needed.
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He thought his head was going to spin off when he came back to the living room 3 hours later. He’d tucked his ideas away into a spot he was sure that Maxwell wouldn’t look at in the next two days. Safety so that he could then move them to his workplace. He knew that there was a high chance that he would poke around and try to find out where they were, but he also knew how much this meant to Andrew.
Andrew was banking on that.
When he came back out, he searched for Maxwell. He wasn’t in the living room, or the dining room like he had expected. That was normally where he had set up when he had a lot of work to do. Instead, he found his adorable, hard working boyfriend tucked into the little nook that Andrew had sort of customized for him in the kitchen. He was wrapped up in a blanket, a headset out as he barked orders out while on a phone call, and typing away on his computer.