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Evan turned on the radio, and P!ATD started playing. He smiled and hummed along to Mona Lisa as he drove along.
Evan turned on the radio, and P!ATD started playing. He smiled and hummed along to Mona Lisa as he drove along.
Cas listened curiously. He didn't get to listen to music much, so he didn't know this song, but he was enjoying it nonetheless.
Now this was a mix CD of good jams, so when Be More Chill came on,Cellphone Hour specifically, he was belting out the whole song. It was his favorite,and he sang every part and got the pacing down well,even if he couldn't sing for the girl parts at all.
Cas laughed a bit at Evan, trying to hide it with one hand. "I take it you like this song?" He asked, still giggling as the words left his mouth.
"Hell yeah I do. I'm a theater kid,it's what I do. Giggles." He teasingly poked Cas's stomach with a soft smile.
Cas crossed his arms over his stomach when Evan poked him, blushing and huffing a bit. "Hey! Stop that!"
"Make me." He teased again, while poking his side a few times with a grin.
"S-Stop! That… that tickles!" Cas used one hand to try and muffle his giggling and the other to try and push Evan off of himself. "Watch the road!"
He pulled into the parking lot,parked, unbuckled,and looked at him. "Don't gotta anymore." He poked his sides and stomach a few more times, drinking in his laugh.
"Evan!" Cas coughed, still trying to push Evan off. He was giggling weakly, but the constant pushing made it pretty much impossible to draw a full breath. "I-I can't breathe!"
He sighed and stopped. "Alright fine,fine. Let's head up to the room." He got out and grabbed his laundry.
Cas took a few deep breaths and got out of the car, grabbing his own laundry. He trotted after Evan, struggling to keep up because of his little legs.
Evan got into the elevator, and waited for Cas and his cat. "Hurry up or I might just have to carry you both."
Cas huffed indignantly. "I'm going as fast as I can without tripping over my damn feet! You're taller than me!"
"That's why I suggested carrying you, midget." He chuckled softly, looking down at Cas. "You're adorable when you're angry Mr.Freckles. I can't deny that."
He huffed again and looked away. "You're lucky my hands are full, or I'd have punched you by now."
"I have 15 siblings, and one of them is a 2 time belt winner of the womans WWE wrestling championship. She's training to be the third. So. Don't even try." He rolled his eyes, and petted the cat.
Cas whistled when Evan said he had fifteen siblings. "Send my regards to your mother." He adjusted his grip on his basket, which Nix had hopped in to.
"All of us are adopted. Well besides my twin sister of course. So luckily Mama Crystal was saved from all that pain. She had a birth daughter, but she was a teen pregnancy and was put up for adoption when mom was young." He shrugged and set the basket down, and began to pet the cat with both hands.
Cas nodded. "That makes more sense… what's it like having fourteen siblings?" He asked. "I'm an only child and I've lived alone since I was twelve, so that's mind boggling to me."
"Fifteen siblings. There's sixteen out of all of us. It's. Interesting. My sister causes the most trouble though. I love her to death so, oh well. We get along…Fine. I guess, the best that siblings CAN get along. And of course being a twin makes it extra hard. Lots of stealing of boyfriends and arguing over dumb crap. And then the questions we get…are we psychic, what type of twins are we, are we REALLY twins?…sorry I talked too much didn't I? I didn't mean to…" He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.
"No, no! You're not talking too much." Cas insisted. "I think it's intriguing. Do go on, will you?" He did legitimately care, as this wasn't something he knew much of anything about.
"Well feel free to ask anything, I'm a pretty open book." The elevator dinged, and he grabbed his laundry basket and headed to a room. Loud music was playing as he slid in the key card. There was a man in rainbow glittery booty shorts, twerking on the bed,and getting monopoly thrown at him. Evan sighed and turned off the music. Two other guys were cuddling in the other bed, holding eachother close, hands both under the covers, obviously enjoying eachother. "GAYS GAYS! Meet Cas and his cat. Cas meet Michael." "Sup." "David and Josh." He gestured to the couple, as they just continued their pleasure. "And the guy whose sleeping on the floor tonight for twerking on the fucking bed, Simon." Simon sat on the bed. "Oh baby please, don't you love me dearest wife?" "Ew no you slut, Evan wouldn't date you if you were the last man on earth." Evan sighed. "Michael you're on the floor too. Our guest will share the bed with me. You guys…behave. Don't sexually harrass him to much." He then sat on the bed, and began to toss around laundry to everyone. "Here Simon, put on some clothes and quit being disgusting."
Cas blushed when they walked in on the hot mess of a scene that was unfolding before them. His father had always shamed him for his sexuality, so to see people being so openly gay was almost a bit startling to him. Well, not almost. It definitely caught him off guard if nothing else. Nix stayed close to Cas, sensing his nervousness. "Where would you like me to… uh… put this down, I guess?" Cas asked Evan.
Simon got dressed and Michael began to clean up, him muttering under his breath about how much of an asshole Evan was. Evan shrugged. "Plop it somewhere in a corner, it's whatever. I'm thinking of going for a swim, as long as you didn't steal my swimming trunks as well." He poked his stomach a few more times with a smile. "You can join me, or stay here, or explore the rest of the hotel. We aren't doing anything else today really."
"Um… I don't own any swim trunks, so I'll probably let you partake in the pool without me." Cas set his laundry basket down beside the bed and pushed Evan's hands away when he was poked. "I suppose I should get to know you guys… I apologize for my lack of social skills. It's been a while since I actually, properly talked to people."
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