(Closed to Gabe - Sirens Gone Wild plot~)
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Caleb wakes up with the overwhelming feeling that he needs to see Gabe.
It's one step away from thinking Gabe is in trouble, that urgent. There's no explanation, but the panic, the desperation, the longing are a physical ache in his chest that's impossible to ignore. He scrambles from bed, pulling on shoes while stumbling for the bathroom to take a quick piss. He manages a five second teeth brushing, but doesn't bother with his hair. He went to bed in cotton shorts and a tank top and he figures he's dressed well enough, he doesn't have time to change, he has to go.
He slips quickly and silently out of the house. It's pouring but that doesn't stop him from sprinting down the driveway to the sidewalk. It's a brisk five or ten minute jog to Mira's house, and surely the most exercise he's had in awhile, but he hardly notices. He's panting and drenched by the time he reaches their block. Shivering, he rubs a frantic hand over the back of his neck; it's early and he doesn't want to piss Mira's family off by knocking at the door and potentially waking anyone up, but he needs Gabe. Gabe needs him, he just knows it.
After some manic pacing in front of Mira's house, he finally walks to the porch and gives a determined knock. Or two.
...Three when no one answers right away.
It's one step away from thinking Gabe is in trouble, that urgent. There's no explanation, but the panic, the desperation, the longing are a physical ache in his chest that's impossible to ignore. He scrambles from bed, pulling on shoes while stumbling for the bathroom to take a quick piss. He manages a five second teeth brushing, but doesn't bother with his hair. He went to bed in cotton shorts and a tank top and he figures he's dressed well enough, he doesn't have time to change, he has to go.
He slips quickly and silently out of the house. It's pouring but that doesn't stop him from sprinting down the driveway to the sidewalk. It's a brisk five or ten minute jog to Mira's house, and surely the most exercise he's had in awhile, but he hardly notices. He's panting and drenched by the time he reaches their block. Shivering, he rubs a frantic hand over the back of his neck; it's early and he doesn't want to piss Mira's family off by knocking at the door and potentially waking anyone up, but he needs Gabe. Gabe needs him, he just knows it.
After some manic pacing in front of Mira's house, he finally walks to the porch and gives a determined knock. Or two.
...Three when no one answers right away.
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Date: 2015-09-12 05:39 am (UTC)"Are you warm?" Gabe feels warm and surprisingly safe.
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Date: 2015-09-12 05:47 am (UTC)"I am," he murmurs against Gabe's hair, tracing idle patterns in the cotton of Gabe's shirt with the tips of his fingers. "You're like a little siren furnace. It's nice."
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Date: 2015-09-13 06:27 am (UTC)"This should feel wrong."
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Date: 2015-09-13 06:36 am (UTC)"Why, because I'm not an otter?" he asks softly, teasingly, wanting to stay in this moment as long as possible before Gabe inevitably moves away.
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Date: 2015-09-13 06:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-13 06:52 am (UTC)It wasn't a lie so much as stretching the truth. He would lay on a floor with his brother as they read or did homework, he'd even hold his hand, like when they crossed the street. He wouldn't, however, be thinking about how pretty his brother's eyelashes were, or how much he wanted to kiss him. He can leave those things out, though.
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Date: 2015-09-13 07:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-13 07:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-13 07:15 am (UTC)"Because I don't know how to...be like this," he says quietly. With his eyes still closed, it feels like confessing with a screen to block the priest. Only it's Caleb and he knows all of this maybe better than Gabe does himself.
"To be..." Gabe still can't let himself say the word. To say that he's homosexual. Gay. Not attracted to women. It's even harder letting himself believe that he's not damned for eternity.
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Date: 2015-09-13 08:11 am (UTC)"It's just like being attracted to anyone else. Gabe, it's normal," he says softy, without judgement or preaching. Just like they were having a conversation about anything else. "Your orientation isn't a choice, and it isn't a sin. I know it's hard for you to believe, but it's like...your eye color, it's how you were born and there's nothing wrong with it. Or you."
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Date: 2015-09-13 04:59 pm (UTC)"I'm still having a hard time...letting myself be anything."
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Date: 2015-09-13 06:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-14 01:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-14 02:34 am (UTC)"I just want you to be happy."
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Date: 2015-09-14 03:52 am (UTC)If Caleb knows, maybe he can show him.
"I like that. With my hair."
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Date: 2015-09-14 04:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-14 04:50 am (UTC)Sometimes, he worries that Caleb will realize he doesn't deserve him as a friend, much less anything else.
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Date: 2015-09-14 05:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-14 04:15 pm (UTC)"Thank you for finding me."
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Date: 2015-09-14 09:00 pm (UTC)His smile does turn demure, though, looking away from Gabe for a moment because that's just such an impossibly sweet thing to say.
"Any time."
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Date: 2015-09-15 03:03 am (UTC)"I just don't want to do something that hurts you accidentally."
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Date: 2015-09-15 03:18 am (UTC)"Just don't leave, okay? I'd like to never have to hitchhike again if I can help it."
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Date: 2015-09-15 03:29 am (UTC)Shyly, Gabe moves a few inches closer, close enough for a kiss he's not brave enough to ask for.
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Date: 2015-09-15 03:34 am (UTC)"Can I kiss you?" he whispers.
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