forum You Spoke To Me In A Silent World // O/O // As gay as can be // OPEN

Started June 19, 2019 by @bubblegum

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((You’re fine, I do it all the time lol))
Callie didn’t respond back, instead leaving the pen and notepad between them and looking up at him with his auburn eyes.

Apollo crossed his fingers together, sighing. He didn’t say anything else, reach for the pen or meet the stranger’s eyes.

Callie tilted his head at him, blinking a couple times before starting to drum his meta fingers on the table - not like he was waiting for something, but almost like habit. Hey. He’s cute. Not, like…but cute.

Apollo jumped slightly when he heard the tappings and clackings. He picked up his pen and wrote, So where are you from? After scratching out his previous statement. He set down the pen, his fingers curling and uncurling nervously.

Oh. Callie thought to himself, picking up the pen to write. Sydney. We moved when I was five. And you? He wrote politely.

My parents migrated to Guinea to stay with our grandparents. But we’re really British and German, Was his answer.

I’ve never been out of Australia before. He wrote with a shy smile.

It’s a very nice place. I don’t blame you. Apollo returned his shy smile with one similar, his cheeks reddenining.

Callie’s smile became less shy and more confident. And he blushed. Morning stars. He took the pen again and wrote. I like the apartment too. Mine’s further west.

Apollo just grinned and didn’t write a response back. He didn’t know much else to say to the other. He just looped his fingers together and looked down at his hands.

Dawn, he is cute. Look at that. Callie told himself, tilting his head at Apollo. Even if he could speak, he wouldn't have known what to say. In fact, he'd learned that silence was often better than noise.

Apollo was highly aware of the other’s eyes set on him. He rose his hand to nervously itch at his nose, squirming at the attention. He wasn’t really used to it. He wasn’t sure if the other’s fascination came from his blood or sometimes else.

Callie noticed him squirming, and felt a little sympathy. So he slid the notebook back over to himself and began to write on it again. You don't like people looking at you?

(?)

Apollo glanced down at the notebook and wrote back a small answer: Not really. I’m just not used to it.

((fixed it sorry))
Oh. Sorry, then. Callie replied quickly and politely, folding his metal hands on the table.

(Callie’s name ain’t Apollo dearest.)

Apollo looked back down at his own folded hands. He found it pretty awkward to just be sitting there. In silence. He found it quite crippling after a bit and picked up the pen to write: “Want something to eat?”

((Oh my god imsosorry I am actually blind, fixed it fr))
Callie smiled at the offer, glancing up at him. Sure. What do you have?

(Lmaoooooo that’s alright)

I have snacks and stuff in my bag? He didn’t have much. But you can come with me to the grocery store. I was gonna go after I stopped by here…

Yeah, I'll go with you, he wrote back, before standing and pulling his jacket tighter around him. He hadn't meant to slow Apollo down, and felt the tiniest twinge of necessary guilt before looking back to Apollo.

Apollo nodded and grabbed his wallet. He only had a twenty-dollar note, so he was going to have to stretch it stupid to feed them both. He pocketed it and shouldered on a light jacket, fitting his hands inside to hide the healing black wounds. He lead the way out first, sighing.

Callie made sure the door was closed shut behind him - another habit, seeing as he couldn't hear it close - and followed Apollo out of the building, shielding his eyes from the sun for a moment before remembering where he was again and putting down his hand.

Apollo glanced behind him and slowed down once they were outside so he was walking side-by-side with the other. He couldn't help but enjoy the silence between them. It wasn't awkward at all, in fact Apollo was extremely comfortable now that the subject had changed and he was outside in the sun. The rays of the star above warmed his head, making him tempted to run his fingers through his rather thin hair.

Callie walked next to him, biting his lip as he often did. It was nice, having someone to walk with - who was willing, too. He hadn't minded the fact he was deaf - at least, he hadn't showed it - and neither had he minded his hands.

Apollo spotted a little place in the distance and nudged Callie, pointing forward at it and gesturing for them to go faster. Maybe he should learn a little bit of sign language? Wait, why would I do that? There's no guarantee this guy will wanna stay with me.

Callie looked down at Apollo and then to where he was gesturing, nodding with a small smile to show he understood. He started walking a little faster, making sure Apollo was still by him.