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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(Kinda sick lol. You?)
Cas shivered a little. "Yeah… very. How do I eat it?" He asked, blushing a bit in embarrassment. "I'm guessing I'm not doing it right."

( Dealing with my first ever death, and I'm not even past stage one of the five grief stages yet.. )

"Just lick it, silly." Sorrel said. He licked his cotton candy again, much more flamboyantly. "See?"

(Oof, you okay?)
Cas tried to mimic Sorrel, but still seemed to be a bit tentative. He eventually settled for just ripping off pieces with his hands and sticking them in his mouth.

( I don't even know how I'm supposed to deal with it! I'm dying inside! )

Sorrel nodded at Cas's method of eating the stuff, noticing how much cleaner his method was. "That makes sense, it works, too." He said, softly.

(I've dealt with a fair few deaths, but I'm horrible at comforting people qwq. I hope everything goes okay for you <3)
Cas nodded. "I like it. It's kinda strange, but it's nice. What else do they have here?" He asked, looking around while they walked.

( It's okay, it's okay. I'll get over it someday.. )

"Churros, fried pies, corndogs," Sorrel named random foods, pretending to throw up as he named cordogs. He hates those. "Oh, and they have games, too." He said, with a tired smile.

(Make sure you talk to friends and family and not bottle it up <3 it does help to not be alone)
"What's a churro?" Cas asked, intrigued. "Is it like the cotton candy? Are the corndogs bad or do you just not like them?"

( I'll try, thanks, )

"So a churro is this thing made of pastry with cinnamon all over it. And corndogs are hotdogs with pancake on them. They're awful!" Sorrel exclaimed. He shook his head at the thought of them. "If you want any of them, though, don't bother to ask."

Cas nodded. Guess I won't get a corndog, then… "Are the churros any good?" He glanced over to the stand with them. "They smell good, which is probably a good sign."

"Oh of course!!" Sorrel exclaimed. He walked towards the churro stand. "Six churros, please." He asked, calmly. "Of course, coming up." The worker said, as they prepared the things. The cooking process was funny, pastry being cooked in a straw shape. The cinnamon pouring made Sorrel smile a bit.

"Six?" Cas asked, a little confused. "How big are they?" He watched the process curiously, still eating his cotton candy while doing so.

"Six inches long, normally. I'll eat three, haha." He said. Churros were kinda small, but they packed a bunch of flavor. Sorrel paid the cashier as he received the churros, taking three in his hand. He passed the others to Cas.

"That's kinda big." Cas accepted the churros and thanked both the cashier and Sorrel while he examined them curiously. After a few seconds, he took a bite of one and seemed pleased with the taste.

Sorrel gently fluffed Cas's hair up. "Cinnamon-y taste, right? I love them, I'd say they taste like heaven." He whispered. He'd never eaten heaven before, but if it was going to have a taste, cinnamon had to be it.

"Mhmm. It's good." Cas took another bite, humming softly in satisfaction. He didn't particularly care that Sorrel had mussed his hair up.

Sorrel blushed a little bit. He ate his churros, wrapping one of them in the last it of cotton candy he had. Sugar overload, but he didn't care at all. He looked at the sunset in the distance, noticing how low it was already. "Fireworks are gonna be in about thirty minutes."

"Cool. What do you want to do until then?" Cas asked, finishing his first churro and moving onto the next.

"I don't know. Have you ever played fair games?" Sorrel asked, with sparkling eyes.

Cas shook his head. "No. I've never been to a fair before."

"You have to play toss-the-ring then." Sorrel said, instantly. He walked with Cas towards this place with a load of bottles, and a ring. "Hey hey hey! You two playing?" The worker asked. "Of course." Sorrel responded, with delight. The game's worker handed the two one ring a piece. "Toss it onto a bottle. If you succeed, you get something."

Cas accepted the ring and tried to figure out what he was supposed to do. Alright… just aim for the bottles, right? Seems pretty easy. I know how to throw things relatively accurately. He tossed the ring. It hit the bottle he was aiming for and bounced off, but caught itself and spun around the neck of an adjacent bottle.

( woo!! )

Sorrel followed Cas, aiming for his own bottle nearby. His ring hit the bottle he wanted it to, with a loud sound. "Ooh, I see, great work. Pick a prize on the wall." The worker said. Many stuffed animals hung up there, of many types. Sorrel put a hand on his chin as he thought about which one he wanted.

Cas thought for a few seconds before choosing a stuffed cat for himself. He placed Nix on his shoulder so he could hold it while he waited for Sorrel.

Sorrel pointed at a butterfly, and he held onto it happily. "Great work, you two! Have fun tonight!" The worker exclaimed. He barely had time to breathe before another few people took to his stand. Then, a few comms spoke around them. "The firewords are starting in five minutes, five minutes." Sorrel smiled. "Follow me!" He said, walking kinda fast to the pier.

Cas trotted after him, a little more prepared this time. "I'm excited!" He grinned, stopping at the pier when they reached it. He was breathing a little heavier than normal, but nothing much.