"Thanks," Caleb says, keeping his gaze locked on Gabe's as he slowly takes the clothes from him. Gabe isn't very good at hiding anything, and it only makes Caleb want him more. But he can wait. The last thing he wants is for Gabe to freak out again and run away. He only hopes that by the time Gabe is comfortable with himself, he'll still like Caleb.
Caleb follows him to the laundry room and closes the door behind him so he can change clothes and toss the wet ones in the dryer. He returns, padding out of the room in too-long pants and a baggy shirt, hair damp and mouth curled in a lazy smile.
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Date: 2015-09-09 04:32 am (UTC)Caleb follows him to the laundry room and closes the door behind him so he can change clothes and toss the wet ones in the dryer. He returns, padding out of the room in too-long pants and a baggy shirt, hair damp and mouth curled in a lazy smile.
"Is the coffee ready?"