@Bananapudding
"I don't–" Sorin pressed his fingers on his temples and closed his eyes as he sighed. "Fine. Just…Just be careful. Please."
"I don't–" Sorin pressed his fingers on his temples and closed his eyes as he sighed. "Fine. Just…Just be careful. Please."
Cas nodded, hugging him tighter. "I will… th-thank you…"
No need… He didn't want to say it aloud as though he were granting something amazing– he didn't want to feel responsible for anything that happened to him. He nuzzled his hair and held him.
"What're… what're we gonna do now?" Cas asked, rubbing at the tear tracks staining his cheeks.
"You don't have to do anything. I need you to rest as much as you can and if you need the peas, I can bring them for you."
"Okay…" After a little bit of silence, Cas suggested in passing that Sorin should get the peas.
Sorin lied him down, putting the blanket back over his body before going on to retrieve the peas and a small towel.
Cas lay against Sorin again when he returned, letting him ice his cheek. "I love you…"
A smile tugged on his lips and he kissed the corner of his mouth. "I love you too."
He leaned into the makeshift ice pack tiredly, not minding the cold much anymore. His ears started to droop as well.
Sorin pulled him into his lap, lying down on his back so that he was resting against him. He ran his fingers through his hair, petting him gently.
Cas purred, though his purrs faded with his consciousness. He dozed off again with Sorin's petting, his tail flicking.
His petting lasted a while, to which he didn't mind. He enjoyed the feeling of his body pressed up against his– his closeness. He eventually moved him aside, not wanting to doze off as well and figured he could use his time to look for jobs. His rent would only rise higher the longer he waited, the cost for groceries would be too much for him to pay, and Cas's medical bills– Sorin had forgotten to pay them.
Cas snuggled into the blanket, only his head visible. He didn't seem to like that Sorin had left, although he soon adjusted.
He brought his laptop downstairs and sat on one of the chairs near the couch. A host seemed like the only thing he was interested to partake in, but despite that, Sorin looked for more jobs– comparing the wage of each and every one of them.
Getting a job wasn't the only problem. He didn't know how Cas would cope with him being away for so long, even with him working as well. Though, keeping him safe was his main concern.
Cas had sprawled out on the couch, seeming comfortable. He mumbled incoherently in his sleep and kicked the blanket away.
Sorin glanced at him and set his laptop down. He went over to him and covered him with the blanket.
Cas didn't react to this, just staying where he was. The tip of his tail dragged on the floor from where it dangled off the couch.
He bent down and picked up his tail, draping over his leg so it wouldn't touch the floor before he went back to his laptop.
Cas slept for a while longer before he opened his eyes and looked up at Sorin. "Whatcha doin'?" He asked, yawning.
"I'm looking for jobs," Sorin rubbed at his eyes as if he could wipe the tiredness from them. He stood up and poured himself a large cup of iced coffee before sitting back down.
Cas had picked up the laptop in the short time Sorin was gone and was scrolling through the list. He couldn't read pretty much any of the words, but the pictures were helpful.
He didn't mind it much and moved next to him. Sorin pointed to the host job application for the restaurant they went to. "This might be something I can do."
"What is it?" Cas asked, clicking on the link to the page.
"Well, a host is someone who greets you when you first come to the restaurant, seats you, and gives you the menu."
"Cool!" Cas looked at the pictures of the restaurant. "Maybe I can work there with you!"
He nodded. "I'd like that… I'd like that a lot."
"What could I do, though?" Cas considered for a moment. "I suppose I could be a waiter?"
"Hmm, I mean, if you don't mind doing it, I suppose you could. But Cas, if there are any other jobs you like, feel free to choose."
"I think I'd probably do better emotionally if we worked in the same place, if that's possible." Cas hummed, looking to see if there were other positions open connected to the restaurant.
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