forum This is stupid // OxO // Closed

Started July 25, 2019 by @Fraust

tune

"I know, I know… still hurts like hell, though. Ow." He hissed quietly when Sorin pressed another cotton ball to the wound.

"I'm sorry," he set the ball down and coated his wound with cream prior to patching it up. Sorin pressed a small kiss on the back of his hand then stood up to throw away the cotton.

Cas rubbed his arm, huffing quietly. "This wound better heal quick…" He muttered bitterly.

"There, there," he closed the box and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "You're all done."

"Good." Cas held onto Sorin's hand for a moment before hugging him, wanting you be close to the other.

He stroked his hair and proceeded to caress his cheek. "Now, i'm going to fold the rest of the laundry. Your cat toys are upstairs if you want them."

"Alrighty." Cas went upstairs and returned with the ball of yarn, which seemed to be his favorite of the toys. He lay back on the couch near where Sorin was doing laundry and tossed the ball up into the air repeatedly.

Sorin folded Cas's shirts into neat piles next to his. He watched for him and slipped the picture beneath his clothes before he walked them up the stairs and into his drawer. He knew that he was risking him being upset, but Sorin knew he was doing it to protect him– somehow. He went downstairs and continued to fold the rest.

Cas didn't notice, just continuing to play with the ball of yarn by himself. He hummed some tune to himself quietly.

He glanced at him and smiled. He folded the rest of their clothes and headed upstairs to organize them in their closet and drawer.

Cas rolled off, bored as hell. The ball of yarn rolled away when he tumbled to the ground, which left a trail of yarn. His ears pricked up and he started playing with the string.

He dropped the basket upon hearing something shatter downstairs. He ran, thinking it might've been Cas who hurt himself, but instead, stood Shen. He beamed upon seeing him, stepping on the broken glass to shatter it further. "I wanted to get your attention," he said.

Sorin's jaw tensed. "You could have just gone up–" the other held his hand up and pointed to Cas.

"He still can't see me, but you're welcome to go on."

Cas couldn't see the glass, since it wasn't actually anything in the house. He kept playing with the yarn, meowing loudly in the background of the conversation.

The both of them turned around at the sound and Shen took it upon himself to walk over to him. He bent down to meet his level and Sorin rushed over to him.

"I'm not going to hurt him," he said, not taking his eyes off the other. "I find him quite… fascinating." He leaned over, his nose just barely touching him.

"Hi, Sor!" Cas purred from the ground, grinning. He was lying on his back and was tangled up in the yarn. "Are you done with the laundry now?"

"Hmm? Oh yes, yes I am," Sorin couldn't take his eyes off of Shen. He waited, clenching his fist in case he made one wrong move. "Cas, will you excuse u– me for a moment. I'll be in the basement."

"Er, okay. Come back soon, love." Cas kissed him softly and started trying to untangle himself from the yarn.

He went downstairs and when he didn't hear any footsteps trailing behind him, he went back up. Shen was still over there, his finger making it's way to Cas's face. Sorin clenched his jaw and waved him over to which he sighed and followed.

Cas couldn't help but feel like something was up, but he was currently too distracted by the yarn to notice much.

"Don't ever do that again," he shut the door behind him while giving Shen a stern look. "Don't touch him. Ever." Shen merely shrugged as they both headed down the stairs.

"Have you decided yet?" He took a seat on the bench press before Sorin did. "I'm not taking nothing for an answer. I will take you, or him to her if I don't get an answer." He folded his arms against his chest wearing that same irritating smile Sorin wanted to smack off of his face for so long.

Cas ended up just entangling himself more and huffed, curling up on the floor so he could wait for Sorin to return and help him.

Sorin folded his arms against his chest, glowering at the other. "Say I choose that option of locating someone for you, what do you plan on doing to said person?"

"Nothing," he held his gaze and remained silent for a moment . "Nothing that will kill them, of course."

"How do I know you aren't going to take me any–"

"You don't. You're just going to have to trust me and hope for the best," he let out a chuckle which only aggravated Sorin even more. "So is that a yes? I don't want to stay here longer than I intend to."

He let his arms fall to his sides and emitted a heavy sigh. "How much time are you giving me?"

"Two weeks, Sorin." Sorin's brows furrowed. "Two weeks is plenty of time for you to fine one person." Before Sorin could protest it, Shen held a hand up, a huge cloud of smoke engulfulfing him from beneath his feet.

"Sorin!" Cas called down loudly into the basement from where he was trapped on the floor. "Could you come help me, please?"

Sorin sprinted up the steps and opened the door only to reveal the other tangled in strings of yarn. "Cas, how?" He knelt next to him and fumbled with the strings.

Cas shrugged. "Dunno. Happened somehow." He tried to duck his head under some of the yarn, but just got stuck further. "Hhhhhhhhhhh…"

"Just… stay still so I can get you out of there," he examined the strings, trying to find ways to unravel them easily. He shook his head and couldn't help but laugh at the sight of him.

"Stop laughing at meee!" Cas whined, falling backwards on the floor. "I can't move… damn itttt…"

"Stop moving," he laughed and luckily unraveled the strings from his arms. "Stand still so I can get you out of there."

Cas huffed and lay still, letting Sorin untangle him gradually. "I have no clue how I managed to tangle myself up so badly."

"I don't either," he cradled him in his arms and peppered his face with small kisses.