forum "The ocean is prettier with you beside it." | One-On-One | Male/Male Romance | Closed!

Started January 15, 2020 by Deleted user

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Sorrel felt Cas's small shift, and let him be a little more loose. "Don't worry, Cas. It's nothing," He said, with a smile. He brought himself down a bit to his level, and poked Cas's nose. Maybe it'll brighten his mood? "Boop!"

Cas flushed red, floored for a couple seconds as he processed what had happened. Once he came back to his senses, he looked up at Sorrel, bewildered.

"So that's one way to make you feel differently! Haha!" Sorrel cried, with a good laugh. "Adorable, adorable Cas." He purred, with an understanding smile. "I'll learn everything it takes to make you your happiest,"

Cas blushed harder and whined, hiding his red face in Sorrel's chest. "Noooo…" He whined louder, feeling vulnerable and nervous.

"Oh come on, Cas. You know you missed out on a little family and fun, so I'm making it up to you." Sorrel said. There was no changing his mind now, he was intently set on that idea.

Cas looked up at Sorrel from where he was, clearly pouting. His blush hadn't faded at all, and he had no idea what to say. He knew Sorrel was right.

"Pleeease?" Sorrel whined. He gave in to Cas's pouting, just a little. "I just really want to see you smile, a lot,"

Oh, well… it wasn't like Cas didn't already want to, and was struggling to contain himself. After a couple of seconds of hesitation, he finally smiled for Sorrel.

"That's my Cas! Great job!" Sorrel exclaimed. He held Cas up, like Simba was held up in the lion king, and dropped him carefully after. "What a great day, hmm?"

Cas hid his face again, though with his hands this time. It was a little embarrassing that Sorrel could lift him so easily, but he didn't weigh much of anything, so he wasn't too surprised. "…Y-Yeah."

"Do you have anything you really liked, back when?" Sorrel asked. He basically let of of Cas at that moment, trying to make sure the guy knew he was free.

"Um…" Cas relaxed a little when he was released, now thinking back to his childhood. "Not really, to be honest. I mostly liked hiding in my room with my cats to avoid my dad. We didn't have a tv or much of anything in the house other than alcohol."

"I see," Sorrel mumbled. He thought for a few to decide what Cas would really like, if he could gift him anything. "I have an idea. I'll get it done by Friday," He said, with a really flashy expression. 'Oh gosh, please don't bust your bank account,' He thought, to himself.

(I guess it's Tuesday right now?)

(Sure lol)
"Um… alrighty." Cas was confused, trying to read Sorrel's expression and not getting much back. He wasn't familiar with friendly expressions.

Sorrel laughed, softly. "We have a few more hours left in the day, er, is there anything you'd love to do? I guess?"

Cas thought for a few seconds. "I dunno… we could have lunch or something, I guess? I'm starving… uh… literally."

"O-Oh, uh, right," Sorrel said, immediately. "I've got some food, I could take you out, your choice," He said, going through choices in his head.

"I have no preference. Beggars can't be choosers." He shrugged, blushing again when his stomach grumbled angrily.

"We'll be going out again, then. Now, as for your clothes, same thing or would you want to find a new bout of clothing?" Sorrel asked. HE was really good at the 'mom of the group' thing, so it kind of showed.

"Uh… I should probably wear something clean. You said you had smaller clothes, right?" He asked, looking up at Sorrel again.

"Yup, follow me," Sorrel said. He walked into a room that was full of clothes, it looked almost like a mini store. "The smaller clothes are over there," He said, pointing to a section of smaller sweaters and pants. That's what he wore when he was smaller, he couldn't just poof new clothes.

"Alright, thanks." After a few minutes, Cas came into the living room wearing a pastel blue sweater and jeans, both of which were still rather large on him.

Sorrel looked at him in awe, and lost track of whatever he was doing. He couldn't get over it, Cas was flipping adorable in his sweater. "Wow, Cas," He said, barely audible.

"I know I'm tiny… you don't have to bring it up." Cas sighed, tugging at the pants so they wouldn't fall.

Sorrel suddenly thought of what would help the guy. He raced into a smaller closet and found a belt that would look really good with his outfit of choice. "No, no. It looks astonishingly well, here, try this," He complimented the guy as he gave him the belt.