forum My Heart Is Like The Ocean Searching // O/O // Closed

Started August 24, 2019 by @bubblegum

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I don't come here often, Callie signed back, gesturing to one of his hands. But it is.

Lucas nodded and stepped closer, now quite close to the water. A rather strong gust of wind came by and blew his hood off, making him lose his balance and fall into the water as well.

Callie's eyes widened, and he raced to the edge of the dock, plunging his hand in the water without thinking about what he was doing in the hopes Lucas would grab onto it. Little voices in his head were screaming at him, saying that his hand would rust, that Lucas probably couldn't swim, that they'd both be found, but he was just trying to get him back to land.

Lucas couldn't swim, but he managed to find Callie's hand and pull himself up enough to at least have his head above water. He coughed, his soaked hair falling over one of his eyes.

Callie's lips had parted a little, as if meaning to yell but unable to, although he was sure a couple noises slipped out. He reached out his other hand for Lucas to grab, pulling him up afterwards.

Lucas sat on the ground once Callie dragged him out, coughing up more water. He was shivering violently, which was understandable since he was soaking wet and it was a rather crisp, chilly morning.

Callie glanced around, panicking and looking for a place where he could take Lucas for the time being. And there it was. The little room in the little alleyway where he always went to duck out of being caught or harrassed. But how to get him there…?
Well, he would have to pick him up, because Lucas didn't seem like he could walk even that far on his own right now. So he did, carefully moving his arms under Lucas' legs and back. He stood quickly, ducking into the alleyway and pushing the door open with his back, shutting it behind him and setting Lucas down on a bed low to the ground.

Lucas blushed when Callie picked him up, but he couldn't exactly stop coughing right now. Thank god they hadn't managed to attract too much attention, or they definitely would've been followed. His violent shaking hadn't ceased and his breath was short and heavy. He couldn't communicate with Callie just yet; his hands were shaking too much to effectively sign. He knew he'd just have to wait until he relaxed a bit.

((they say they haven't attracted too much attention as if the literal prince hadn't just fallen in the ocean and then his boyfriend picked him up and ran away lmao))
Callie went over to the wall and flipped a couple switches, pressing what looked like a thermostat up to a higher temperature. He took off his own jacket, slinging it over his arm and signing to Lucas that he needed to take his own hoodie off.

(It's probably like five am lmao)
Lucas blushed more, seeming hesitant. He waited a few seconds before sitting up and tentatively pulling off his wet jacket, hugging his chest tightly. He seemed fit enough, but there weren't any sharp edges on his body. He looked rather delicate, almost, his sides smooth and soft. The only blemishes he had were on his arms, though those were mostly hidden.

((fair but like still))
Callie smiled softly, reassuring him that it was okay without having to sign - while of course blushing a little bit. He handed over his own jacket to Lucas, hanging the old one up on a hook before going to sit next to the bed.

Lucas gratefully took the jacket and pulled it around himself, hesitating before nervously leaning against Callie. He was still freezing; he didn't really have much body fat to keep him warm, after all, and his hair was only beginning the process of drying.

Callie's soft smile stayed where it was, and he supported Lucas' weight, looking down at his own hands. He didn't have a towel in the room, so he would have to treat his hands back at his own apartment, even if they had rusted a little by then.

Lucas jumped when he heard knocking on the door, startled. He stared at it, a man's voice coming through. "Hello? Anyone in there?" He stayed silent, his eyes wide with fear as he huddled against Callie.

Callie's eyebrows furrowed, his eyes glancing from Lucas to the door. He pointed to it with a confused expression, asking silently if someone was there.

Lucas nodded, terrified that it might be a castle guard coming to look for him. His breathing quickened and he stayed very close to Callie.

Callie glanced over to him and held up a finger, motioning for Lucas to stay where he was. He got up, walking towards the door and slipping outside to meet whoever it was before they had a chance to see Lucas.

It was just one of the fishermen who'd seen what had happened. He seemed to be a kind old man, a bit grizzled and pot bellied, but meaning well. "You good?" He asked, scratching the back of his neck.

Callie, of course, couldn't hear, but got enough context to nod and smile in a thankful manner, before slipping back inside and shutting the door behind him, walking back over to Lucas. Fisherman.

Lucas breathed a sigh of relief, nodding. He huddled close to Callie again when the other sat down, basically sitting in his lap by this point. Of course, right now he was too cold to care.

Callie carefully wrapped an arm around him, blushing a little bit as he did so. He had to think for a moment to process exactly everything that was going. He was sitting here with his arm around an adorable prince who was practically sitting in his lap. And all he had set out to do that morning was to renew a license.

Lucas lay his head on Callie's shoulder and closed his eyes, letting out a wavering breath. He was still shivering quite badly, although the higher temperature in here and Callie's body heat were helping him.

There wasn't anything else Callie could do besides stay where he was - the thermostat was as high as it could be without burning the place down, and there were no towels or blankets. So he did just that - stay where he was, with his arm wrapped around Lucas.
((wanna skip a couple hours or smth))

(Sure)
After a few hours, Lucas seemed to have relaxed and was half asleep. He'd dried off by now, his blonde hair just very fluffy from the water. He seemed to like the feeling of basically being hugged considering he wasn't often hugged back at the castle. His parents were busy and servants were basically forbidden to touch him.

Callie looked over to Lucas' jacket hanging on its hook, thinking it must be a little drier, if not completely dry, by now. But he didn't dare move to go get it, at least not until Lucas woke up.