@ElderGod-Carrots
(Kyle would never, he’s too nice)
Kyle pulled at the strings on his jumper.
(Kyle would never, he’s too nice)
Kyle pulled at the strings on his jumper.
“Okay….okay. Yes sir, I understand sir.” Aaaaand then the call was over. “Thank Goooooood” He said loudly.
((Hopefully he doesn’t get murdered
((What
(Huhhhhhh??)
“Everthing okay?” Kyle calles out, still fiddling with the strings on the jumper.
“Yup” he bounced back into the room. Work calls were an annoying slap back to reality.
((Nothing lol I’m just kidding. If anyone would die it’d be Caleb. BUT ANYWAY
(OoOoOft)
Kyle nodded a little in acknowledgement, "Okay, good."
He flopped back down on the couch with a sigh.
Kyle moved so he was sitting right next to him, resting his head on his shoulder.
“Should we actually get up or should we just stay here forever?”
"I want to stay here forever, but we should get up…"
“Probably….” he groaned, standing up. “I don’t know about you but I’m hungry”
“Yeah I’m still not hungry,” Kyle said, curling into the warm spot where Caleb had been sitting.
“Welp I’m getting food.” He said, looking back over at him with a smile “don’t run away on me okay?”
Kyle giggled quietly, “I won’t, I promise.”
Caleb went off to the kitchen, leaving Kyle alone for the moment.
Kyle sighed, closing his eyes but when he did he just say flashes of what had occurred over the past few days and immediately opened them.
He was back a few minutes later with a bowl of oatmeal.
Kyle was still in the same position, staring blankly st the wall In front of him.
“Kyle?” He asked softly
Kyle jumped a little and quickly sat up, rubbing at his face, “S-Sorry…”
“Are you okay?” He asked gently
Kyle just nodded his reply.
Caleb sighed but didn’t push it. He knew Kyle would need time.
Kyle bit his lip, staring down at his lap with a small frown.
Honestly he had no clue how to help Kyle and that scared him more than he’d care to admit.
“I’m gonna use the bathroom.” Kyle announced quietly, standing and heading off in that direction.
“Okay” he sat down on the couch.
Kyle presses his back to the bathroom door and slid down it. He tried to control his breathing and focus on something happy.
Caleb buried his head in his hands with a loud sigh. He had no idea how to reach him, how to help him. He could fix so many things, be whoever he needed to be, but when it mattered most he couldn’t be there for his boyfriend.
Kyle looked down at his hands as they started to freeze over, well, he thought they were freezing over. In reality there was nothing there. He scrambled to his feet and looked in the mirror, seeing the same thing happening there. He scratched at it, willed it to disappear but it didn’t, “C-Caleb!” He sunk to his knees.
He heard Kyle call out and instantly ran to the bathroom, bursting through the door, “Kyle?! What’s wrong???”
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