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[meca]

whenever
i don't do anything
at least officially

[allyourfeels]

you wanna come over? idk if you know noah or cal but i live with them at noah's.

[ he sends the address! ]

[meca]

i know noah, we experimented and did some magic hunting together

walking is also one of the things i hate as an fyi but i'll get there eventually
after i stop for a coffee and a scone

[allyourfeels]

i could also go to you. i like walking.

[meca]

( like. two minutes later. )

it's too late
i already put on my shoes and decided on what coffee i want

[allyourfeels]

do u know which coffee shop u want it from? bc i can meet you there

[meca]

les beans
for a mocha

[allyourfeels]

i'll see you there

[ he really does like walking and he knows where everything is by now. caleb's 6'0, built, and does not look at all like a therapist. ]

[meca]

( oliver is the opposite: on the shorter side at 5'7; rail thin with just enough muscle on him. he doesn't work out, doesn't go outside much, but he looks rather comfortable with himself regardless. feels content, too, when he raises the lavender mocha up to his lips and takes a sip of the very sugary beverage. he's sitting--closeish to the front door, a scone sitting with a bite taken out of it on the plate in front of him.

caleb stalks the network, but so does oliver; enough that when he sees him enter, he raises his eyes above the to-go cup in his hand and waves a hand out towards him. )

It's good you came. I don't think I would've made it much farther. ( it's not that he feels exhausted; he's just lazy as fuck. )

[allyourfeels]

Hey, want me to pay for that?

[ he's aware of the whole william thing so he figures oli may not have much money. ]

[meca]

( on the contrary: he inherited all of william's money, and with nate's new status as his dom, he has permission to spend it. not that oliver has any interest in buying himself stuff. leeching off the generosity of others just feels better, and lets him keep his hoard growing. but: )

I already did, but thanks. Maybe the next one. Didn't get you anything though, because I don't know what you like.

[allyourfeels]

I'll drink anything sweet enough.

[ He doesn't order anything, just sits at Oliver's table. ]

[meca]

I'll share.

( pushing his own coffee towards caleb, to offer out the cup. it's still a good two thirds off the way full, and he definitely doesn't mind sharing. he's used to it, with nick. )

[allyourfeels]

[ caleb takes a sip. he's used to sharing drinks and there was no pandemic in his world, so this is fine. ]

So, I'm supposed to tell you what you're feeling?

[meca]

You said it can be informative. I want you to tell me something about me that isn't just how I'm currently feeling.

( because it sounds like a fun game to play, and caleb's clearly down to go for it since he's here. why not fuck around with an empath, what could possibly go wrong? )

[allyourfeels]

Yeah, okay.

[ he knows he can pick up feelings other than whatever's on the surface, but he needs to focus. ]

You're blue, by the way.

[meca]

( his head tips, squinting at caleb before he's reaching to break off a piece of his scone and shove it into his mouth.

delicious. empty carbs are the best. )

What's that supposed to mean?

[allyourfeels]

It's just the color your feelings are to me. Everyone's got a color, Nick's green— plant green, specifically.

[ he's actively digging to get at the feelings underneath the initial layer of aloof chill, and there's a lot he recognizes, plus he has enough context to know where it's coming from; the william thing was a whole nightmare and caleb didn't even try to look into it. ]

Right... uh. You're particular about who you care for, but the people you do care about are yours and you're super protective. So, given all the shit that went on, you're pissed off. But it's all pretty well-covered. On the surface you're just chill and wanna keep things easy.

[meca]

( none of that is wrong, but it's not necessarily a secret either; nick knows how picky oliver is with people, who wouldn't be pissed? and since caleb knows nick, he might have heard all of that from nick himself. he's--curious, as to how it works, what caleb sees aside from blue.

tries to cover it by thinking about how stupid hot caleb is, just to see how he reacts to it. like. look at him: he's built, he has a cute face, he looks like he could probably bend oliver in half if he really felt like it which is clearly a turn-on. just the kind of person oliver likes to bend over and fuck into the mattress, take him apart bit by bit. )

What's it look like?

[allyourfeels]

[ caleb gets very immediately flustered, blushing up to the tips of his ears. oliver is hot and pointedly not a patient, so he didn't think to put up his professional wall before coming today. ]

It's a bit like synesthesia, except it's not something I see or hear, it's a different sense altogether. I just feel like, like I feel my own stuff, and I kinda conceptualize it using shapes and colors to make it easier to understand. Like... curiosity is prickly, and jealousy is heavy and kinda sticky. But also every person feels things a little differently, so it's colored differently, I guess?

Like... like you thinking I'm hot. It feels different coming from you than for other people, and also, there's like, very calculated mischief there.

[meca]

( caleb blushes, and oliver's half smile turns into a full on smirk. very pleased with himself, but he holds back from trying to make it worse. even if now that he's thinking about it, he can't really stop thinking about it. like how do you stop thinking about how hot someone is once you've started? it's too hard, so why bother. )

Sorry, I just can't help myself. Being in sex-city makes it real hard to remember there are things beyond being horny and getting laid.

[allyourfeels]

I'm really bad at horny.

[ though it's very difficult to keep oliver's feelings at bay. the blush isn't going anywhere any time soon, but he takes another sip of coffee to cover for it. ]

... unless someone's horny around me, I guess.

[meca]

Real bad at horny as in you're just not interested, or like, you've got a low libido?

( important distinction to make here, while oliver drops his eyes down to watch caleb's throat bob when he swallows the coffee. )

[allyourfeels]

Low libido, I think? I kinda settled for gay demi.

[ oliver is being very distracting, and caleb has no idea of what to do about it. ]

... did you wanna talk about something else?

[meca]

So it's only guys for you, and only guys you've gotten emotionally attracted to.

( talking about caleb is the distraction he's going for, thanks. not for any specific reason, just because it's fun as fuck to fuck with people. )

I want to talk about you.