forum "The ocean is prettier with you beside it." | One-On-One | Male/Male Romance | Closed!

Started January 15, 2020 by Deleted user

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"I've never gotten to go to one before." Cas hummed softly, still eyeing the lights with curiosity. "What is it like?"

As they edged closer, Sorrel thought about the best description of the festa itself. "Food, friendship, fantasies, and fun." He said. For some reason, he liked the matching of the first letters. "I really like the pier, it's goregous. In half an hour it'll be gleaming. Oh! And they legally do fireworks."

"It sounds wonderful." Cas replied softly, staying silent for a few seconds after that. "Can… would you mind if we… can we go?" He asked.

"Of course!" Sorrel said. He made sure Cas was holding onto his hand well enough before he took off towards the lights. He forgot that Cas was smaller, and didn't regard it at all.

"S-Slow down!" Cas had to sprint so Sorrel wouldn't be dragging him across the asphalt. He stumbled a bit and almost fell, panting and clearly struggling to keep up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Sorrel exclaimed. He slowed himself down to a stop, so that Cas wouldn't run straight into him. "I forget sometimes, I'm sorry,"

Cas stopped and took a minute or two to catch his breath, shaking a little. He wasn't necessarily unfit, but he wasn't used to running that fast, especially when he was prepared for it. "It… it's fine…" He panted, looking up at Sorrel weakly after he could breathe again.

"At least we're a step away from the place," Sorrel noticed. He looked down at his feet, and the colored lights left marks literally a step away. "Shall we, kitten?" He asked, proudly.

Cas blushed at the nickname and nodded, taking Sorrel's hand again. "Let's… let's walk this time, shall we?"

Sorrel nodded. "Sure, anything for you.~" He said. He stepped into the lights with Cas, at a much slower pace than usual. It seemed to suffice better than running did.

Cas relaxed after a minute or two of the slower pace, able to look around and properly take in his surroundings. "It's so pretty here…" He said softly.

"I can agree. I love the way the people all seem to be getting along, it's like a happy fest." Sorrel said, softly. He admired everything, the world seemed to be so put together.

"Yeah. I've never seen anything like this before." Cas adjusted his grip on Nix as they walked.

Sorrel laid his eyes on some cotton candy, both in baby blue and pink flavor choices. His mouth watered at the sight of them. "Mmm," He mumbled, looking at Cas with asking eyes.

"What's that?" Cas asked curiously, clearly eyeing the cotton candy. "It looks like a cloud or something."

"Ohh, that's right. Aye, two cotton candies!" He shouted at the stand's worker, who whipped them up skillfully. "There you go!" He said, giving them to Sorrel, who tossed a few dollars at them in thanks. He held them out to Cas. "Pink or blue?"

"Um… I don't care. Is there a difference?" He asked, looking up at Sorrel after looking between the two cotton candies.

"Nope, you get pink, then." He said, giving Cas the pink one. Sorrel licked the fluffy mass, and it melted in his mouth. "I love how it's just sugar, but it's so good," He said, with a happy little glance at Cas.

Cas examined his cotton candy for a few seconds, not entirely sure how to eat it. After watching Sorrel, he just tentatively touched his tongue to it.

( Good morning..! how are you..? )

Sorrel laughed as Cas licked the cotton candy, so gently. "Sugary, right?" He asked, before taking another lick of his own.

(Kinda sick lol. You?)
Cas shivered a little. "Yeah… very. How do I eat it?" He asked, blushing a bit in embarrassment. "I'm guessing I'm not doing it right."

( Dealing with my first ever death, and I'm not even past stage one of the five grief stages yet.. )

"Just lick it, silly." Sorrel said. He licked his cotton candy again, much more flamboyantly. "See?"

(Oof, you okay?)
Cas tried to mimic Sorrel, but still seemed to be a bit tentative. He eventually settled for just ripping off pieces with his hands and sticking them in his mouth.

( I don't even know how I'm supposed to deal with it! I'm dying inside! )

Sorrel nodded at Cas's method of eating the stuff, noticing how much cleaner his method was. "That makes sense, it works, too." He said, softly.

(I've dealt with a fair few deaths, but I'm horrible at comforting people qwq. I hope everything goes okay for you <3)
Cas nodded. "I like it. It's kinda strange, but it's nice. What else do they have here?" He asked, looking around while they walked.

( It's okay, it's okay. I'll get over it someday.. )

"Churros, fried pies, corndogs," Sorrel named random foods, pretending to throw up as he named cordogs. He hates those. "Oh, and they have games, too." He said, with a tired smile.

(Make sure you talk to friends and family and not bottle it up <3 it does help to not be alone)
"What's a churro?" Cas asked, intrigued. "Is it like the cotton candy? Are the corndogs bad or do you just not like them?"

( I'll try, thanks, )

"So a churro is this thing made of pastry with cinnamon all over it. And corndogs are hotdogs with pancake on them. They're awful!" Sorrel exclaimed. He shook his head at the thought of them. "If you want any of them, though, don't bother to ask."

Cas nodded. Guess I won't get a corndog, then… "Are the churros any good?" He glanced over to the stand with them. "They smell good, which is probably a good sign."

"Oh of course!!" Sorrel exclaimed. He walked towards the churro stand. "Six churros, please." He asked, calmly. "Of course, coming up." The worker said, as they prepared the things. The cooking process was funny, pastry being cooked in a straw shape. The cinnamon pouring made Sorrel smile a bit.