Nau ko'u aloha (My love is yours) [Akale/Makana]

[fearless]

"Oh," he murmured surprised. "What size are your jeans?"

[praiseofblood]

Akale thought on that. How to translate this into Earth numbers. "Ah...thirty-eight?" he said, not sure if he was one hundred per cent correct.

[fearless]

Makana smiled then looked around. He found some then frowned, "This are a bit big, maybe a bit smaller?" he asked as he showed them to him.

[praiseofblood]

Akale nodded. "You would be the expert." he said, telling the male to lead the way.

[fearless]

Makana nodded then grabbed a size smaller, "This should be good, go try them on..."

[praiseofblood]

Akale cocked his head before taking the trunks from the male and heading to the dressing rooms, taking off his clothing and pulling on the trunks. They hung slightly off his muscled hips, accenting the vee of his perfectly muscled waist.

[fearless]

Makana waited for him with a smile. He looked around the shop curious as he waited.

[praiseofblood]

Akale stepped from the dressing room, a curious look on his face as he looked at the native. Was this right?

[fearless]

Makana nodded, "Looks good," he told him. "We just have to buy it."

[praiseofblood]

Akale nodded, going to pull the trunks off and get dressed. He headed to the counter to buy the trunks.

[fearless]

Makana followed him happily, "Do you like them?"

[praiseofblood]

"Yes, thank you." Akale smiled slightly at the male, before paying for the trunks.

[fearless]

Makana smiled, "After this I can teach you how to surf," he told him softly.

[praiseofblood]

"Thank you," Akale nodded as he picked up the bag. "Do I need anything else."

[fearless]

Makana looked around, "Probably a towel and a board, but you can use my extra towel and my board till you learn."