[Klayko]

"Well, I guess if you weren't sitting there in that gray scrub for any reason, it's cool" he shrugged. "Not like it wasn't in the first place."

He noticed the male bringing his arm over the back of his seat. It was just a casual thing, he would naturally assume. Of course the man seemed to be surveying over the rest of the other individuals, to which Bryce felt there needed to be an explanation.

"Oh, these are some of the others who helped my first solo album be successful" he stated, bringing a hand over to each individual. There was one of the sound mixers, a collaborator who rapped and probably gave Lil Wayne a run for his money in tattoos and looks -he seriously looked worse than a rodent, but there was no denying his music skills-, and just a few familiar faces in case Link ever wondered why Bryce seemed to resemble at least one or two of them. "We're just celebrating a bit. No need to be sour."

When he saw those sharp hazel eyes meet his brown irises, he practically chuckled. The male was serious about not wanting to touch women nor was he interested in being his bodyguard.

"Relax" he stated. "I was only joking, though there's room for being the overprotective boyfriend or extreme buzzkill of the group."

He sighed when the male insisted he drunk water. Just to appease the figure, he did just that. Nothing happened of course in case he was extremely drunk. 

"The morning was only bad today because I had to correct someone I used to know..."

Samuel shook his head.

"I'm not a particular fan of anyone who found a way to make a Twilight fanfic even worse than the idea that conjured it" he chuckled. "That and that was one really dull concept at an attempt to spice things up, but congratulations on the three that found it humorous enough to go on a breeding frenzy."

He personally never thought of having kids on his own. Given how many careers he had to manage, it was like raising them without them being in toddler form. 

"I've learned that weight doesn't matter much" he continued. "Unless you're one of those poor souls that has one of those eating disorders and you're close to 600 lbs because of it. I usually prefer someone that has a bit of juice on them as they put it. It's a bit worthwhile in terms of cuddling, but..."

He patted his own stomach slightly. "The suit might not give it away, but someone my age is attempting to keep up with the youth trend in burning calories. Eat as much as you desire as I'm certain there are plenty of ways to manage a diet if you preferred."

The male practically lit up at the idea of there being clothes. Of course Samuel didn't say he bought them specifically for him. He actually didn't, but there were plenty saved over to help give a good wardrobe for Bryce. That of course never happened.

"Whenever you're ready to check them out, they're in your closet."

He noticed scars on the male a bit, which made him want to inquire on if he were abused in the past from different handlers. 

"Life tends to be a bit unfortunate at times" he stated, though he did love the complement on being smart and gorgeous, but let the male continue speaking before going on. "I believe everyone is deserving of love in one form or another, especially you and anyone else that were breeders. Maybe...you'll get to experience what happens when an actual man shows you the concept of love."

That probably came off a bit more flirty than he expected it to be, but if Fife was throwing hints, he could very well do the same, right?