forum "You- how? I watched you die..." (oxo ~? )

Started August 16, 2024 by @CaseyJ group

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Oliver felt rather cold, so he climbed into Callum's shirt, seeking more warmth.

Callums breath caught in his chest before cuddling tightly to the smaller. He felt happy that the man felt safe enough to cuddle him again. After what he did, even if Ollie didn't remember, he should hate him. Or that's what callums mind was telling him

Oliver's stomach then growled loudly, and his face turned more red than his hair. He hadn't even realized he was hungry, only that he was cold. Part of him still wanted to run from Callum, but Callum was one of Oliver's closest, and only friends, so why was his heart racing in fear from being this close?

Callum laughed softly “ sure your not hungry?” he asked softly

Oliver mumbled against his chest. "I dont wanna eat". Sometimes he had times that he would eat all the time, others he hardly ate at all.

Callum sighed. " i don't know what the fae did to yah but you need to eat ollie." He said softly

Oliver looked up at Callum with pouty grey eyes. "Okay…." He puffed out his cheeks.

“ go get food Ollie, well be here for you to come back to” he said softly

Oliver crawled out from inside of Callum's shirt with a pout and went to the kitchen, climbing onto the counter to reach the top shelf, grabbing himself a poptart.

" be fucking careful." solace warned, sitting up and watching to make sure ollie would be okay

"Im fine" Oliver huffed, sitting on the counter after grabbing a poptart and then he began to eat it. "See, its not my fault im not as tall as you-"

" no, but you need to be infinitely more careful." he reprimanded, sitting up and opening his arms for Ollie. Solace was always the protector of the group.

Ollie stuffed the rest of the poptart in his mouth and hopped into Solace's open arms. "I feel better, I think"

" that's good, do you wanna pick the show?" solace said softly

"Hm, no. Do you guys have to work today… do I even have a job anymore?" Oliver muttered the last part, he had disappeared for months, assumed dead, he probably didn't have his job anymore. It wasn't a perfect job, but he enjoyed it, he got to draw and help design stuff.

"Hm, no. Do you guys have to work today… do I even have a job anymore?" Oliver muttered the last part, he had disappeared for months, assumed dead, he probably didn't have his job anymore. It wasn't a perfect job, but he enjoyed it, he got to draw and help design stuff.

" you may still have a job, I work every midnight to whenever I want to close and jackass here is a freelancer." Solace said, pestering callum

"I disapeared for months..and worked at an actual company, like ties and suits guys. Im just an artist, but I still had to dress nice and … absence wasn't accepted, very tight ship" Oliver pulled at his fingers anxiously.

"I'm very sure that saying you were abducted by the fae would get your job back though," he said chuckling slightly as he did

Oliver whined softly, "but that means I'd have to talk to the boss people…and they always have such judgy looks". He huffed and climbed onto Callum's lap. "You've been quiet?"

Callum shrugged, " not feeling the greatest today, just enjoying the snuggles."

"Have something on your mind?" Oliver asked innocently, ignorant to Callum's inner termoil about killing Oliver.

Callum winced but didn't answer, his brain was killing him, replaying the sound of Ollie choking on his blood, the shots of the gun. His body started shaking as his brain took over. Flashbacks cause him to phase out of what seems like real time and back into the situation from the start. He felt his body curl into an almost fetal position, as his brain relapsed, *bang, crunch, and the choking sounds as the branches broke under Ollie. The smell of the dried blood and dead deer so families in his nose. (panik atak)

Callum hadn't realized he was sobbing, just now coming out of the horrible relapse. Solace stood over him and he gripped the man's hand. Something happened in those woods, and it fucked callum up. This was his third panic attack in the last two weeks. It callum would never tell solace what had triggered them, only that he was alright and that he would be fine.this wasn't fine. This was heavy trauma.

Oliver was scared, he had not seen Callum like this before. Hadn't witnessed a panic attack from an outside view, he had had some in the past, mostly when school was bad, but he hadn't in a few months, and seeing Callum like this was making him freak out a bit.

'Its my fault, I asked him, I pushed him…'

He took a deep breath, trying to remember the things years of therapy taught him, he couldn't freak out now, not when Callum was having an attack, Solace would be stuck trying to help them both, and Oliver didn't want to put that on him.

He looked at Callum with tear filled eyes, a small pain in his back and on the back of his head, where the scars are, as if his body was reacting to Callum's flashbacks.