forum Just A Pair Of Rainbows (0/0) (GAY!)

Started December 17, 2019 by Deleted user

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Cas kept walking, quite frustrated with himself. This basket was quite a bit heavier than his own, so he wasn't really sure why he didn't notice he had the wrong one. He shook his head, sighing as he stepped back into the laundromat.

Evan sat on a chair, texting on his phone, waiting for it, when he noticed the basket, and someone carrying it. "I KNEW that that basket was to light…uhm. Why do you have my clothes?" (Remember he still stole a few hoodies and stuff cause he's a poor bean)

"Uh… hi. I'm really stupid and I kinda mistook my clothes for yours?" Cas said weakly, standing on his toes to put the basket on the table. "Um… sorry about that." He figured it would be best not to mention that he'd left a thing or two at 'home'.

'Aw how cute!' He thought to himself as he watched him be a short bean. "Be there done that. I put yours through the dryer, should be done soon." He loaded his clothes up. "Hey I'm missing my pride hoodie! And where'd my deadpool shirt go?" He groaned. "I thought I grabbed it all…" He looked through his clothes more. "And a few pairs of sweats as well…" He sighed and just washed what he had there. "Devans favorite jacket, Aarons skinny jeans, and Alex's booty shorts gone as well. Thank goodness the shorts are gone. No one wants to see him in those." He rolled his eyes and started the washer, then sat down again.

Cas laughed a bit to cover up the fact that he'd actually taken things. He made a note to himself to bring at least a couple of the things back. "I've never seen you around here before. Where are you from?" He asked, still on his toes so he could rest his elbows on the table.

"New York. Me and a couple buddies of mine are off to a HUGE pride parade New Jersey. Just cause. We go to the one in New York all the time, we want a change of pace. And ALL of us are single, maybe we'll get some hot guys. EVEN if it's just one night stands, better than nothing. I haven't seen you around here either."

"Sounds fun." Cas grinned. Honestly, that sounded pretty nice to him as well. "And that makes sense, considering you're not from around here. I'm not surprised you haven't seen me around." And I'm quite good at hiding in the shadows when I'm in public…

He shrugged. "Ah well. What's your name anyways, laundry thief?" He teased with a smile, kicking his shoe a bit, always up for a smile and a laugh.

Cas blushed a bit in embarrassment, scratching the back of his neck with one hand. "Uh… Casper Gibbons, but you can just call me Cas. You?"

"Evan Dimon…and I don't have any nicknames that aren't inside jokes so call me whatever I guess?" He laughed a bit awkwardly, shrugging.

"I think I'll just stick with Evan. Less confusing, and as previously mentioned, I'm pretty stupid." He laughed as well. "You said you were going to the pride parade?" He asked, looking genuinely curious and a little excited. He was still standing on his toes to keep his arms resting on the table.

He nodded. "That's right shorty. The one for New York already passed. Sadly we didn't have the money to attend both."

Cas nodded back, deciding to ignore the short comment for the time being. It didn't feel like Evan was making fun of him anyways. "You have to pay to go?"

"Well we'll want to buy stuff, and gate tickets and stuff. Security shit. Plus we're staying at a hotel. And gas and crap. We're driving in a big white rental van so…oh well. It's worth it." He nods, and pulls out his phone as he gets some texts.

"Ah… makes sense. I thought you could just like… show up, I guess." Cas shrugged. His legs were getting tired, so he had to go back to his flat feet, which made him even shorter. "I'm poor as fuck, so I probably can't go."

"Oh hey. We always have extra room if you'd like to come along." He got off the chair and sat on the table so he could have the chair. "You seem cool, and honestly this is pretty common for any of us. Pick up hot guys we meet to take home cause what else do any of us have to do?" He laughed and smiled, blushing a bit.

Cas blushed a bit as well, the pink painfully visible on his pale cheeks. "Are you sure? I really wouldn't want to be in your way."

"In our way? Psshhh. We're already in eachothers ways as it is. It's fine." He smiled, hoping he didn't notice him calling the guy he JUST met hot. Oh well. He was adorable. "Here. Go get whatever ya need for the trip. Toothbrush, money, gay gear, whatever, and get back here. We'll head out as soon as your laundry is finished drying."

"Yes! I-I, uh… thank you- I'll be right back!" He stumbled over his words a bit, adorably excited. He left the laundromat and ran back 'home'. He grabbed Evan's pride hoodie to give back to him, his wallet, and Nix. He stuck his toothbrush in his pocket and grabbed Nix's papers just in case the hotel didn't allow animals before running back to the laundromat.

"Hm? My hoodie?…Go back and get the rest of our stuff or else I simply won't take you. I'll keep your pet here company." He picked it up and set it in his lap, petting it. "Such a pretty pretty kitty." He kissed it's head, obviously already in love with it.

Cas ran back out of the laundromat, too hurried to argue. Nix purred softly as Evan pet him, seeming pretty content. As Nix was Cas's emotional support/service animal, he was great with people and was allowed to be taken everywhere. Cas quickly returned with the rest of the clothes that he could find, gasping for breath to the point that he wasn't actually currently coherent at all. Despite living in the streets, he didn't actively exercise much, and being malnourished meant his endurance wasn't the best.

"Hey hey hey, no need to rush. Sit down and breath, we've got time. It's alright." By this time Evan was lying on the floor with the cat on the stomach. He was definitely the affirmed Cat Dad among his friends. (I'm off to bed)

Cas nodded weakly and slid down to the floor, still struggling to breathe. Nix ran over to him and he lay down, allowing the cat to lay on his chest. Nix purred comfortingly and kept Cas focused on him, soon able to get him to breathe again. This wasn't much different than Cas's panic or anxiety attacks, so Nix knew how to handle it. "Good boy…" Cas whispered softly, scratching behind Nix's ears.

He smiled. "Such a cute cat. Reminds me of mine at home. I miss him." He booped Nix's nose with a finger, got up, and got out Cas's laundry, loaded it up, and put it down next to Cas, then switched out his laundry. "You okay?" He asked concerned, and sat down beside Cas.

"Yeah, yeah… I'm okay." Cas sat up, holding Nix in his lap. "Just got really winded. Nix is sort of an emotional support service cat? So he's trained to help me with… uh… stuff. And this was pretty similar to that stuff where he has to help me calm down and slow my breathing and stuff, and… yeah." Cas explained awkwardly. It was pretty obvious that he was referring to panic attacks, but he didn't want to say it.

"I understand. I have some mental stuff as well. He's a very good kitty indeed." He scratched the cats chin and head. "I have a tuxedo cat back at home named Tux. He helps me a lot as well." He chuckled a bit. Suddenly the dryer buzzed. He got up,grabbed his laundry,and loaded it all up. "Alright then,ready to head out?"

Cas nodded and stood up with Nix in his arms. He let the cat crawl onto his shoulders and settle there. "What all do you want me to carry?" He asked, looking up at Evan.

He hands him his laundry basket. "Just your clothes. I've got the rest." He nods and picks up all of his stuff,and loads up the van.

"Alrighty." Cas stuck his clothes in the trunk as well and got into a car. God, it's been a long time since I've been in one of these… He thought as he buckled himself in.