forum This is stupid // OxO // Closed

Started July 25, 2019 by @Fraust

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"But, if I find that they're still too hot for you, then we'll wait a little more," he pulled the refrigerator door opened and grabbed the gallon of milk.

"Love, I think I can handle a slightly hot cookie. I'm fifteen years old."

"Yeah, yeah," he grabbed a cup and poured him a glass of milk before pouring his own. "But I don't want you to burn yourself."

Cas rolled his eyes, sipping the milk. "If I do, I do. Mouth injuries heal faster than any other injuries, other than the eyes I think…"

"And where exactly did you hear that from?"

"My dad when I wouldn't stop bitching about having bitten my tongue." Cas said simply.

"Oh…" Sorin looked at him and gave him a sympathetic expression. "I'm… sorry."

"What're you sorry about?" Cas asked, drinking more of the milk.

"That you had to go through all that… You didn't that."

"Pfft, that's like, incredibly mild as far as my dad goes. I suppose he couldn't really do much since I was only like, five years old at that point." Cas swung his legs, holding the milk cup in both hands.

"Have you…Have you ever told anyone? Asked for help?"

"Um… not before meeting you, no." Cas said after considering for a few seconds. "He would threaten me to keep me from telling."

Sorin frowned. "Why…Why does he hate you so much?" He went over to grab a cookie from the pan and handed it to Cas once he deemed it cool enough.

"I think I reminded him of my mother, and he wanted to destroy any memories of that." Cas stuck the cookie in his mouth.

"Do you…" He waited a few seconds, pondering whether or not he should ask the question. Sorin nodded subtly, thinking it wouldn't be a huge deal. "Do you love him?"

Cas thought for a moment. "I think so. Like, I still resent him, but deep down… I mean… he's still my dad, isn't he?"

"Yeah, I understand that," he went over and grabbed a cookie for himself, "Have you ever thought about looking for him?"

"I did go looking for him…" Cas's voice fell quiet. "He's dead now. Died a year after I ran off, and I didn't even know…"

Sorin felt his gut clench and he made a pained, sympathetic face. He walked over to him and pulled him into his arms.

"I… I think it was alcohol related…" He whispered, laying his head on Sorin's shoulder.

He held him tight, kissing his temple as he stroked his hair gently. "I'm sorry…"

"It's okay…" Cas leaned into Sorin's hand. "H-He never really loved me anyways, but he did keep me alive till I was twelve, I guess…"

"What he did wasn't acceptable…but it's not wrong to miss him. I get that he's your dad and all."

Cas nodded, looking up at Sorin. "I think I miss the idea of him more than… well, you know he wasn't particularly friendly, so I don't really miss what he did to me…"

He nodded and stroked his cheek, kissing the top of his head.

Cas nuzzled against Sorin, purring weakly. "I mean… it's been a couple years and I'm pretty much over it, but I never got to say goodbye… hell, I never knew his funeral was happening, if there even as one. They might've just buried him plain and simple."

"What about your other family members?" He lightly trailed his finger over his bruise, a flicker of pain evident on his features.

"Um… my dad's parents were dead when I was really little, and I didn't really see them much. I don't know anything about my mom's side."

"What about your Aunts? Uncles?"

Cas shrugged. "Not that I'm aware of. They could exist, but I don't think they'd live around here."