"Oh, she's a total bitch as always, but then again, so am I." he chuckled, trying to seem normal. He had to be normal, if only for the sake of Cas. He sipped his tea slowly, it wasn't nearly sugary enough for him for he took eight sugar packets and stirred them in, leaning back against the side of the booth. "Hey, do you want to dye your hair with me tonight? I'm getting a bit tired of this red, a bit too… eh. I was thinking I could just go back to my normal blonde, but if you want to do something crazy with your hair I say go for it, the shop's just on the way and I only need to get a color removal kit."
Caspian nods slowly, he didn't want to push it too far and upset Dorian. He took a sip of his drink, letting the warm liquid ease him a little more. He paused and looked up at the other, a small smile on his lips. Oddly enough, he had never dyed his hair. It had streaks of red in it, and of course his normal blonde, but that was because he was a strawberry blonde. "I've… never actually dyed my hair." He chuckles a little, playing with his ponytail mindlessly. "I just… never had the time or thought a color would look good on me. But I'm totally up for helping you dye yours or remove the color." He smiled softly, his eyes gentle as he gazes at his friend. "So it's totally up to you."
Dorian nodded, not wanting to push Caspian in a position he didn't want to be in. "I can get that. I'll probably just keep this, it's sexy as hell and I do not have the energy to deal with the hassle of doing my hair tonight." he said, readjusting his purse over his shoulder. "But hey, if you ever want to do yours, I am studying to be a professional beautician. I'm pretty good already, if I do say so myself." he smiled a smile full of sharp teeth. The procedure to make them as sharp as they were cost hundreds, but fortunately he had rich parents who let him do as he pleased with their money. They already had one successful heir, they didn't need another unless as a spare.
Caspian chuckles quietly as he takes another sip of his drink. "You do look rather stunning with red hair, complements your appearance." He hummed, tilting his head a little at the other as he spoke. He smiled and nods, "I'll definitely keep that in mind." He murmured softly. "Who knows, maybe one day I'll let you dye my hair." He shrugged, "I need to cut it at some point though…" He frowned slightly. "I've just never had the time." He also liked having his hair on the longer side. There was a lot you could do with long hair. He shook his head and took another sip. Caspian came from a rather poor family, not that he ever mentioned that to anyone. He was going to college purely based off the fact that he was poor, and had gotten full ride scholarships. "What do you want to do tonight?" He asks cheerfully, taking the final sip of his drink.
"I could cut it tonight? Might be fun." he offered, wrapping a loose arm around Caspian's shoulder in hopes that it would startle a reaction out of the man. He always loved to mess with Cas, it was a game for him really, and he used this game to his advantage constantly. It wasn't that he wanted to hurt Caspian, only get things from him he couldn't get from anyone else.
He hummed and shrugged, "Maybe…" In reality, he really liked his hair. He was hesitant about cutting it really, since he figured it was one of his only good… well anything. He was very mild compared to the people he hung out. He startles a little when the other wrapped his arms around his shoulder, since it had jolted him out of his thoughts. His ears turned a soft pink and he hummed, thumbing at his cup. Caspian felt his heart throb slightly, and he shoved the feeling down. They were friends, besides… he highly doubted that Dorian saw him as anything more than friends with the occasional benefits.
"Well, that's better than a flat no. So, do you think we should get outta here, or are you still busy with your drink?" he asked, noticing how the sun had gone down significantly since they got here. "We can stay longer if you want." his eyes softened. He knew that Caspian could stay here for hours with him, talking about nothing in particular.
He giggles softly, as much as he wanted to stay here, there was a comfort in his home, plus his dog was probably anxious for him to come back. "I trust you with my hair, no worries. And why don't we head back to the house? It's getting dark anyways." He laughed before standing. He had already finished his drink, so oh well. He hummed and offered his hand to Dorian, "Shall we go then?" He smiled again, this one radiating the warmth of the sun. "We can do whatever you want once we get back to the house."
"Whatever I want, eh? Well, that should prove to be very exciting. At least, in your direction." he said suggestively, because he was so close, so close, to getting what he wanted, he just needed to seal the deal. He downed his drink and gave a small "ah!" sound, leaning into Caspian.
His ears turn a soft pink and he chuckles, nodding a little. "Excited to see what you have planned." He replies, taking his hand gently and pulling them out of the cafe. He hummed as he guides the other out of the cafe, waving to the manager before grabbing his keys from his pocket. "Anything you wanna pick up before we head back to the house? Alcohol? Snacks? A movie?" He asks curiously, glancing at Dorian.
(I am v invested in this rp)
"Pick up a movie? You know I can just give you my Netflix password, right?" he asked, chuckling some and forgetting to remember that he could actually hurt people's feelings. "But yeah, something to drink would be great. God, my hands are shaking, yeah. Calm the nerves. I'll pay, don't worry." he groaned.
He hummed and shrugged, "Granted, granted. I have netflix, just figured we could rent something… then again I have prime." He snickers before humming and letting the other into his car, tossing him a blanket. "I'll pay for the drinks, don't worry about it. It was this thing that Caspian did. No matter how much he was struggling financially, he always offered to pay. No one, of course, knew about his financial situation. He never told anyone. He had a nice little home that was so quaint and neat that it would come as a surprise to learn that he was poor.
"No, I want to pay. You know how I like to flaunt, and people are probably going to start assuming you're paying me off. You know, like a sugar- ahem. That was rude, that was rude. I'm sorry. You can pay if you really want to, but like, I can always take care of things if you want." he said, shaking his head.
He giggles quietly and shook his head. "I like spoiling my friends." He replies kindly, although he probably wouldn't get a drink for himself… if he remembered correctly he still had some whisky left back at home. He starts up the car and the radio turns off, playing soft chill vibes. He had a wide interest in music, so no one really knew what would play next on his playlist. Punk? Classical? Pop? No one knew. "So I'll pay." He grins at Dorian before pulling out of the parking lot and into the street.
"Aww, you're too sweet. Calling me a friend," when all I do is exploit your good nature and use you for my own ends, he didn't say. "when I cause so many problems. I do it for fun, but still. It's probably not good." he shrugged, after getting in the car. "But really, you'll go broke one of these days."
He chuckles quietly, rolling his eyes. "You don't cause problems. I enjoy your company and you're my closest friend." He smiled a little as he tapped his fingers along to the beat of the music. "Oh please. It's not like I spend that much money. I spoil you occasionally." He snickers a little bit, humming as he glances at the other. "What drink do you want?"
"Something I can get drunk on. The rest is up to you." he said, slinging his arm back around the other's shoulder. He knew it wouldn't distract Caspian from driving, and he was deserving of nice things anyways, just by being him. "Just go to wherever's closest, don't go anywhere fancy."
He nods and smiles a little bit humming along with the radio as he drives. It had started to rain slightly, the water hitting against the ground and windshield. Caspian glances at the other for a second, his eyes gentle. "Anything else you want?" He asks curiously, a small smile on his lips.
"No, not really. I'll just take what you give me," he did in fact notice the innuendo, but he hoped Caspian wouldn't remark on how forward he was being. He wasn't usually like this, he would typically be more subtle, but this was an emergency. He had to pull out every trick in the book, just to ensure his safety.
Caspian nods and smiles gently before turning into a nice little shop that he always got his alcohol from. The woman that ran the shop was rather sweet, and she knew him rather well. He hops out of the car. "I'll be right back, it'll just be a minute." He smiles brightly, shutting the door and jogging into the store. He grabbed what he needed, payed before exiting the store and returning to the car. "Alright! I think that's everything. Anything else you need?" He asks curiously.
"Nope. Let's get out of here, I need to lie down." he said, not entirely lying. He did have a more sensitive disposition than most, and he was quite a drama queen when it was even slightly threatened. "Right, let's go then." he leaned back against the seat, innocently resting one hand on Caspian's leg and leaning over to rest on the man's shoulder.
He nods and smiles before buckling in. The blush seemed to never leave his cheeks as he drove. For the most part, the drive home was quiet. Anubis was waiting on the porch for them, barking and wagging his tail happily. Caspian grabs the things that they had bought before opening the car door for Dorian. "Shall we then?" He asks cheerfully. Anubis waits patiently for them to come to the house.
Dorian nodded, exiting the car and stepping onto the hard pavement of the driveway. His shoes had thin soles. worn through from lots of pacing on more painful nights with his girlfriend after she had gone to bed, and so walking was a pain. He had better shoes, certainly, but these were his only comfortably pair despite the wear and tear. Angelique, his partner, always insisted that he throw them away, but Dorian was too attached.
He unlocked the door and pushed it open, Anubis wandering into the house after them and making himself comfortable on the couch. His home was small, but rather cute. It had a feeling of comfort, much like the vibes that Caspian gave off. It was spotlessly clean, and smelled faintly of roses and ocean. He put the drinks down in the kitchen, "Make yourself at home!" He calls cheerfully.
Dorian shuddered-he hated dogs, ever since one had tried to tear his throat out. He wasn’t even exaggerating. It took a lot of work to get the scar removed, and most doctors wouldn’t even see him for it. Well… from scars to bruises, eh? Oh god, what had he become? Accepting his situation so readily, covering everything up with makeup and clothes and where he couldn’t, simply making up excuses? He was certainly something, that was true.
Anubis sensed his unease, the sweet golden retriever trotting to the back door and exiting through the doggy door. As for Caspain, he was in the kitchen, gathering a few snacks and glasses for their drinks. Caspian smiles at Dorian. Such a sweet sunshine, so warm and gentle. His heart made of glass. Easily shattered, still healing. But no one, not a soul knew his pain. It was quiet, seething. But he simply drowned it out with smiles and warmth, giving so much to the world that gave him so little. Oh, how beautiful it would be to see this angel fall.
(Castiel? I assume you meant Caspian, right?)
“So, I take it you’ve redecorated? That vase is a few inches to the left since I saw it last.” he chuckled, Caspian’s home never changed. He knew it by the back of his hand by now, he could walk the steps they took to the bedroom blindfolded. He wasn’t sure about the cheating anymore, but it never got old, so why not stick with the novelty? It suited them well, despite everything.
(Good lord I hate my auto correct-)
He glances at the vase before smiling a little. "Anubis accidentally threw one of his toys a bit to hard and it scratched the wall. I'm using the vase as a cover up for now." He places the drinks in front of Dorian and settles onto the couch, a content smile on his lips. He hummed and leaned into the cushions, letting out a sigh of relief. Work had been exhausting, school had been exhausting. Everything in general was exhausting. He takes a swig of his own drink, his eyes shutting as he felt the alcohol slip down his throat. Just the taste was enough to ease him.
(Haha I feel you.)
Dorian took his drink and downed it in seconds. He then invited himself to the whole bottle, chugging like his life depended on it. He wanted to get as drunk as possible, as quickly as possible, so he could forget whatever they were going to do in the morning. He knew he’d have a hell of a hangover, but it was worth it just to see Caspian squirm.
