what can I do for you?

cory blake ; 20 ; all those aimless drives through green aisles  

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hcatheralcott:

“Of course it is,” she plucked out a playful snort, “it was my go-to comfort food back there. Works really well when you’re having a sour ass mood.” She picked up her own plate and started drifting her spoon around - absentmindedly creating lithe ripples. Truth be told, she wasn’t certain if she’d managed to reassure him or not, Cory was pretty difficult to read sometimes, but at least the tone didn’t seem as heavy as it had been earlier. “I touched a panda while I was in China, pretty cool stuff.” She figured a lighter topic would do them good. 

“Were they nice and fluffy? I’m jealous.” Cory smiled, enjoying the soup. This felt good, and this is what friends were like together. “I touch wombats all the time when I was home. They can be vicious though, so not as cute as a panda.”

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almcsteasy:

Chris just hated this - he hated to feel this way, it just sucked. He didn’t know what they needed to fix all of this, but he knew that they had to find something that would help. Therapy helped, sure, but they needed something more. Something better, more intense. “Yeah?” He murmured, pressing a little kiss to Cory’s cheek. “I’d like that. Love to go out with you, that sounds fun.”

“And some fun afterwards.” Cory winked at Chris, pushing his hair out of his eyes. Maybe it’d been the issue that they hadn’t been intimate either in a what felt like along time. Cory hadn’t been intimate with anyone in months - he was over sharing himself with other people. He only wanted Chris but didn’t expect the same from him. Kailyn started to make tiny sounds, while pulled Cory from the conversation the lean over the baby. “What’s wrong, Kay?” Cory asked in a soft voice. 

[qrpkali]

While Kali presumes herself as a greenhorn of sorts to the world of yoga, she has surprisingly coached herself up to the top of the chain pretty fast. It did not take long for the young woman to reach the instructor position albeit being relatively uncertain of the title still —- but now it’s been a couple of months of teaching and she has managed to attain a good amount of income out of it. It’s ten in the morning at the park and she has finished her first class, sweat glistening the uncovered parts of her skin as she huffs to roll up the mats. While she bends down to wrap the last three, she can feel a silhoutte closing in. “Yes?” She asks, looking up. “Were you here for the class? I’m sorry, but there won’t be another one until three. You can help me roll these mats, though.” She offers.

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Cory came in with Kimber to his side. He thought it would be good to spend some time the two of them and something she would be interested in too. “Yeah, we can do that now.” He smiled at Kimber, grabbing a few yoga mats and holding them to show to roll them, which she followed easily. “Sorry for coming early. Was just hoping to get in on time - I don’t know how these things works.”

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hcatheralcott:

When he confessed how much he loved Kimber, the smile on her face slightly changed, something a lot more longing and weary with one strange pinch in the deepest pit of her guts that she couldn’t really explain. It wasn’t exactly envy, more like a wonder, a rooted and pathetic and childish curiosity. “Hey. That’s good, Chris always talked about her. Kid sounds super fucking cool and sassy.” Heather chuckled, wiped the spot below her nose with her thumb, nodding at his explanation. “Then try coming back to that. Responsibilities smack you in the face like an angry wild boob when you’re out here and drift a lot of things apart, maybe what you guys need right this second is some little time together. I know it’s not fucking easy to do that, but when you get like, a weekend off or something, take a vacation together. Go somewhere far, quiet, don’t think about work, be reckless for a bit for the sake of them.” She shrugged. “Reconnect with him when you finally have the time to do so. Sometimes we don’t just need to be reminded of why we made our biggest, life-changing decisions with someone in the first place, we also need to try and feel it all over again.”

“Thank you, Heather.” They had lost a bit of closeness but hoping they ethey were regaining some of it. She was listening to him and being kind and responding to him despite all the shit they been through. He wouldn’t blame her if she had never wanted to speak again but that wasn’t the case he was thankful. “Also, this soup is so good.”

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almcsteasy:

That struck something in Chris - something of slight anger at the hypocrisy of what was just said, but he didn’t let it show. “I know,” He nodded, leaning down and resting his head on Cory’s shoulder once he was turned around. “I love you, too, so fuckin’ much.”

Cory nodded, just hugging him tight. He didn’t know who he had become - who they had become anymore. Maybe they needed a vacation, more therapy. Cory was trying to quit smoking weed but he felt like he just needed more of it in his life right now - some stress reliever. He opened his mouth but nothing came. Chris was probably tired of the I’m sorry’s and would never forgive him anyway if felt pointless. He couldn’t live his life like this between the two. “Maybe we can go out on a date night? If you want. You can dress up all beautiful like you do, and I’ll take you somewhere nice.”

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hcatheralcott:

“I know.” She wished she could offer him some grand advice, pull a Dr. Huang and toss in wise words to make him feel better, but she was far from an expert in this department - her relationship track hadn’t been the best either and her own family had always been purely chaotic. “It’s kind of hard not to repeat history, huh? You grow up, watch your parents go fucking downhill, you make that super childlike oath not to fuck up like they had or become like them but then,” she chuckled, “you try and you try yet when you look in fucking the mirror, that’s still exactly what you are. Their shadow.” She shrugged. “Least you’re trying though, I’ve met a few people who just gave up and left their kids crying.” There was a pause, her fingers running along the bowl. “How did you and Chris become a thing?”

“Yeah. Its just -” He shrugged really. “Shadow. That’s a good way to put it.” Shadows had always been a good way ti describe his life ever since he was a child, this didn’t as anything new to him. “I don’t think I could. I love them so much - Kimber is already growing to be an amazing person.”  It made him proud a bit, bringing a small smile to his face. “When Chris was ending his program and so was I - things were just coming to a natural halt in how much we could really get from there. Chris got out first, and when I did I proposed. It just seemed natural. We get along - best friends, and we can support each other the best and get what we need out of the other. And I wanted to stay in the country and not have to go home - it felt natural. Then Chris needed someone to help him support his family. We just are a natural fit.”

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almcsteasy:

“It’s just - hard sometimes.” He murmured, leaning down to rest his head on Cory’s shoulder. He felt guilty, like he was ruining their marriage, but he didn’t really know how to fix it other than stick with the counseling. Chris had a really hard time dealing with his problems, but right now it was just worse for some reason. “I want s to be better. I want things to be better.”

“I want you to talk to me about it - you don’t have to it alone. That’s the point of this, Chris - of us.” He was probably a hypocrite for saying it, but he wanted him to know it. He licked his lips, then turning around to face Chris, pulling him close to him by grabbing his hips. “I love you a fuck ton.”

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hcatheralcott:

“Do they have Lewd And Peculiar Art major, ‘cause I have a strong feeling you’d fucking ace that one.” That was her frail endeavor to lighten the atmosphere, she didn’t know what else she could offer to help - or if her help was even needed, it had already taken a lot of her to ensure herself that no one witnessed the mum trembles of her fingers, or the way her eyes often blanked out. “Talk to Chris about it, how you feel. Get help if shit gets too much. You know, babysitter and stuff. Just-” she bit her lip, “don’t make the tiny minions feel abandoned, okay?”

“Honestly, I fuckin’ hope so.” He doubt he could really make a living as an artist - anything he made had a small purpose of just venting which he was sure no one else would want to have that hanging in is living room. “I don’t want anyone to feel abandoned. I just want to be able to take care of my family.” He grabbed the spoon for the soup. “We all want to be the parent we didn’t have and fuck - I’m too young and it’s fucking hard. It’s like Chris and i - two negatives don’t make a positive. Two mentally sick people are just falling apart.”

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almcsteasy:

“I’m sorry for being so - this way.” He murmured, resting his chin on Cory’s shoulder and letting out a soft sigh. Part of it was from a relapse that had been waning now that Cory was back, one that he’d indulged in deeply during the other’s time away, but he didn’t want to talk about it and he sure as shit wasn’t going to bring it up during their counseling sessions. “I’m trying, y’know? It’s just hard sometimes.” He’d missed the last three appointments he’d scheduled with his doctor and it had him on edge - he just couldn’t go, he wanted to work through his problems on his own, but since his dad’s death he’d just been worse. “I’m trying to be better.”

Cory just nodded his head, brushing his hair back with a stressed hand. “I know. I’m trying too.” He bit his lip.He just wanted things to feel okay, though maybe things weren’t okay at al before and things were just made so much more obvious now. He was just tired of being a failure of an adult and a failure of a father. He wanted to be close and feel like he was raising them, stop asking Jude to babysit and get himself a steady job. “I’m trying too.”

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almcsteasy:

Chris rubbed his hands over his face, trying to calm himself down while Cory wasn’t looking. He wasn’t angry, just… Kind of sad, upset, maybe, but not angry. He took a deep breath and followed after Cory, slipping his arms around his waist from behind and giving him a gentle squeeze. “I just want you to be happy, Cor, y’know?”

“Yeah, I know.” He leaned his head back as Chris wrapped his arms around him. It felt comforting, which was rather nice. It felt like a caring gesture, something he’d been longing for forever. “I want you to be happy too.” Despite seeming ike most of his actions were selfish, they revolved a lot around his family and husband. He wanted to better himself so that one day he could be the best person for them.

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hcatheralcott:

Her eyebrows rose before she nodded, slow-bops whilst she collected and knotted the thoughts together. “Sounds like a blast,” she chuckled, “you figure out what you’re going to study yet?” Once the soup was heated, she walked over to place it down on the table before Cory, handing him a plate. “Chris, and the kids.”

“I don’t know - I guess, take a bunch of classes until I figure something out.” He felt like he was being too serious, too much of his own emotions showing through the cracks. “Yeah, been home and stuff.” He took the plate. “That’s how I know things are bad already. But - I guess it’ll be okay.”

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hcatheralcott:

“Okay,” Heather never knew where her home truly was, a place other than just the old house that had left her with physical and emotional scars she still couldn’t entirely heal - so, in a way, she kind of understood the feeling. “So. What are your plans now?” She didn’t return the smile, uncertain if it was real or just another pretense. “Are you - going back to them?”

“Hope things get figured out. Apply to college, I think. I want to.” It felt stupid for him, most people just met him and looked down upon him. He was young, uneducated and loud. Cory didn’t really blame them. “Back to who?”

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almcsteasy:

Chris nodded slowly, just trying to process it all. He wasn’t annoyed, not really, but it was just… Something that he couldn’t place. He felt like Cory could do things like this, but he was forever stuck being a parent of two with a shitty job and no chance of going back to school for anything. But he couldn’t say that, because it wasn’t nice and it wasn’t constructive. “That’s good, that - that’ll be good for you, one of us needs a college education,” He smiled softly, trying to look and sound more supportive. “I’m happy for you, babe. You can do it.”

Cory had become this shell of a person, stepping on eggshells afraid to make things worst. “Thanks babe.” he smiled, turning away to go back into the living room. he felt like he was hiding back tears, but instead when up to the baby in her little bounce and smiled. he didn’t want to wake her, but couldn’t stop looking at her beauty. She shared the same eyes as Chris.

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hcatheralcott:

Heather’s nod was slow-paced, attempting to rake in and mull his words - not interlace them too much with the amount of times she’d thought about leaving, herself, leave this all behind and emerge somewhere a lot more secluded, four-dusty walls. “Did that work out?” She turned to him. “You feel stronger now? Prepared?” 

“Maybe if my home didn’t feel so broken, I might.” He was just running from his problems, and wanted to be the stupid teenage he missed out on for a year or so. Cory brushed his hair back, turning to face Heather a bit better with somewhat of a smile on his face. 

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almcsteasy:

“Oh.” Chris nodded. He wasn’t angry or upset - honestly, he was jealous. He’d never had that opportunity, never had the means to do it, and now trying to raise two kids he couldn’t go back to school - not with Cory going, too, they couldn’t both go. But he choked those feelings down, kept them to himself even though he wasn’t supposed to do that anymore, according to their counselor. “That’s good, that’ll be good for you,” He said finally, looking up at the other. “What are you gonna major in?”

Cory bit his lip, looking at the ground fighting back tears. His heart quickly felt broken in half, as Chris’ reaction felt so ingenuine. He sounded annoyed and it really make Cory feel as though things were forever broken. “Undeclared major, for now. I’d only be taking two classes that are once a week... You know, if I got it.” Maybe he wanted a I’m proud or something something like that. “Who knows.” He tried to act nonchalant now, not wanting to pretend like he cared about it deeply.

[txnishaa]

With her earbuds in, Tanisha was a stranger to the world. The movements of her head and feet were in time to the beats blasting into her ears and she even made subtle ‘mmfs’ and ‘hahs’ during certain rhymes. She was so into it, she nearly missed when someone passed her by, and something fell from their possession. It stopped her in her tracks as she picked it up, examined it, and went “cool.” Then, she immediately turned tail to chase the other person down. “Yo! You dropped this! Don’t run from me just ‘cuz I’m black, c’mon!”

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Cory thought it was funny. He had kimber running around by him, going for a walk while Chris spent some time alone with the baby at home. He thought it would be good to be out and paying in the snow. While imber played in some snow in the park, Cory watched a girl chasing someone down, chuckling at it. “I wouldn’t bother - looked like a creep anyways.” 

[laurel-walker]

“I’m not going to lie to you, I normally don’t care for valentines day. But, this year I’m really feeling the love. I guess something’s in the air.”

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“i think it’s the weather - it’s actually not too bad out for once?” Cory smiled at her. “It feels good, actually.”