out of reach

'Cause I've lost loved ones in my life Who never knew how much I loved them Now I live with the regret That my true feelings for them never were revealed

[ftkiaan]

casey-popovich‌:

“I didn’t mean t’ imply that ya forgot. Just kind weird to, y’know, say hey let’s talk ‘bout heats- specifically my heat.” His nose scrunched and he made a face like he just ate something sour. “Y’know I ain’t got a lotta shame, but that sorta thing’s just..” Again, he scrambled for a word so he could go about this as gingerly as he could. Aka without sounding like a goddamn hedonistic bastard. “Intense.”

The added closeness between them helped calm his prickling nerve by a centimeter. Casey looked down at their joined hands as he thought. “Basic things like.. get me to stay hydrated. One of the biggest things that can make everythin’ go south- it’s a real nightmare. Gonna feel feverish as is, but with the, uh, other stuff goin’ on it’s real easy to lose track. Same thin’ with eatin’ ‘cept I just need nutrition instead of, like, quantity. I’m gonna stock up on the stuff I usually eat, or try to eat, don’t worry.”

“But, uh.. ‘bout the obvious stuff… I know I got a pretty high libido as is n’ it’s just gonna get.. worse. And I’m probably gonna be real whiny and annoying. Even Missy leaves me alone n’ that’s sayin’ somethin’.”

“Hey, it’s okay, Case. You don’t have to be insecure or awkward about these things with me. Before all of this, us I mean, we were best friends. We don’t keep secrets and this is one of those things. I know it’s gonna be intense but I can handle it.” He smiled as he brushed his thumb over his lover’s hand. 

Kiaan listened, taking in everything and nodding along. He soaked up all the information and smiled. “Gotcha. Lotta water and nutrients. So basically I won’t cook or else it’ll be turkey dinosaurs and microwave mash. You know how shit of a cook I am. Pretty sure neither of those things have any goodness in them as is.” He chuckled a little. 

A frown before a smile. “Wow you honestly think I’m gonna have an issue with a high libido? Dude count me in. It’s been way too long and I’ve wanted you for freaking ages. I’m sure I can handle a sore ass or whatever.” He teased with a wink. “Never too needy for me, Casey. I just wanna help you through this. We’ll be fine. We can go shopping together and stock up with whatever you need. I can even work a few less shifts at work to make sure I’m here for you. They won’t mind, it’s not as if we’re run off our feet. Not many people dying!” He tried to make a joke but the subject matter wasn’t really hilarious.

[ftkiaan]

saoirse-h‌:

“Oh, no, take a break- you deserve it, and by that I mean it’s always entertaining to review these sorts of things with more people.” The corner of her lips pulled into a smile as she went to give Kiaan one of the magazines. “I personally like to point out any outrageous outfit decisions. Which I’ve always found a little ridiculous since the whole point of this is to have the least amount of clothing, isn’t it?”

His brow raised at the second magazine he was handed. “Oh wow you could actually open a newsagents with the amount of these things you have. Specialise in these!” He chuckled and flicked through the pages before showing Saoirse a woman clad in high heels, no pants and a fur coat. “What is the purpose in the coat? It’s clearly not warmth as she’s completely bare below the waist.”

[ftkiaan]

ambrose-russo‌:

“Uh.. I don’t think so?” The way his voice pitched at the end was nothing but embarrassing. “I always thought that stuff like that’s cool. Like all the sfx stuff in movies, but nah- me? That speedy?” Ambrose blew out a dismissive noise and even waved it off to fortify his redundant efforts. “Pure luck. I’m usually the polar opposite of that.”

“Oh that sounds very believable.” He teased with a smile. “Right, I hate to break it to you but... A real dead body is nothing like in the movies. It’s ten times worse. The whole time I’ve worked in morgues, I’ve seen at least five employees pass out or throw up at some of the things we see.” Kiaan mused with a click of his tongue. “Imma just call you Speedy now. Or maybe The Flash.”

[ftkiaan]

casey-popovich‌:

closed | @ftkiaan​

It’s been over five minutes and he’s been floundering like a fish out of sea. If someone told him he was just flapping his gums then they’d be a hundred percent correct.

 “So, I mean.. you’ve heard of the birds n’ the bees, but have ya heard of the.. flies n’ the.. the…” His hands gestured around in the air with more vigor than necessary while he tried to find a word the rhymed. “The squeeze? That.. doesn’t fuckin’ make any sense- but neither does the fuckin’ birds n’ the bees. Who thought that was a good phrase idea, huh?” 

Stalling. He was stalling like his life depended on it. 

A big breath was taken in and blown out as a sigh. “Anyways, what I’m tryin’ to say is the, uh, thing- heat. Y’know ‘bout those?”

Kiaan had been sat back in his seat opposite the other, a fond smile on his lips as he listened to him floundering. It really was so cute to see Casey so awkward. 

His brow raised and he let out a small laugh. “Listen, I know it’s been a long time since I’ve slept with anyone but yes, I know how it works still. I haven’t forgotten the how to’s of the ‘birds and the bees’ as you put it.”

Kiaan teased him with a smile before smacking his lips. Ah heats. Sure, he’d witnessed them since he’d been in town. His best friend was a were, of course he knew about them. But he had never been with someone to go through them with. But now he was. He had Casey.

He stood up and shifted to sit beside the other, taking hold of his hand. “I know of them, yes, but I don’t know how to help you. Other than the obvious... What can I do?”

[ftkiaan]

yunhee-moon‌:

Since Yun Hee had set up her little bookstore she had the pleasure of meeting some rather enthusiastic youngsters who liked to read. It was so nice to have children interested in reading and actually want to spend money in her shop. But with them also came little trouble makers who like to come into the store and switch all the books around. Some of the history books were scattered in the horror sections and the romance novels were hidden under one of the tables she set up with the more popular young adult type books. Basically, everything was scattered everywhere all in its wrong places in the middle of the day and she can’t believe she had allowed this to happen.

Her bookstore had become a part-time playground. But she took it all in good humor. Some of the hiding places were both funny and clever.

Carrying about ten or so books behind the register and placing them on a cart so she could sort them out later she turned to the customer who she had noticed walked up as she was searching the shelves for misplaced books and gave them a tired nervous smile. She took a deep breath to even her breathing out and smiled brightly, “Hi, Hello um-” She swears she doesn’t remember books ever being so heavy before. “W-will that be all? Is there something else I can help you with?”

Kiaan had stopped in amongst the shelves quite often, wondering why the owner sorted the books in such a way. It took him an embarrassingly long amount of time to realise that they weren’t filed that way from the owner but rather teens thinking they’re funny. He’d picked up a few he’d noticed and put them back in their rightful place. 

After picking his own selection of books to purchase, he headed to the other and offered a small smile. “If I’m overstepping a line, let me know, but I wondered if you’d like any help sorting things? I’ve noticed that people have taken it upon themselves to restock for you.”

[ftkiaan]

saoirse-h‌:

“You might be speaking too soon given Mark’s current track record.” The subscriptions had been getting more and more raunchy as the months went on. It was, again, equal parts amusing and bold. “I like to think that they’re not trying to tell me anything, and if they are then this is certainly one of the more creative ways of contact I’ve gotten in a long while.”

“Oh I see, it’s probably just his way of messing with ya then.” Kiaan mused with a shrug of his shoulders. He glanced at the magazine and raised his brows at it. “Wow, it’s certainly a corker.” He chuckled a little. “I came to drop off some things but if you’d rather sit and examine this together, I’m down.”

[ftkiaan]

seraronson‌:

sera offered a grim smile to the person that responded to her, correcting her time of day. she knew she was wrong, once glance to the sky and the sun was simply not in a morning position. but still, just waking up made her want to stick with the belief. “just this dog i’m watching deciding that i needed a rush start to my day.”

kiaan laughed softly, shaking his head. “i noticed, yeah. you need any help at all? with the dog or just in general? i could get ya a coffee or something.” everyone was always telling him to make friends, maybe he should listen and give it a go?

[ftkiaan]

casey-popovich‌:

“Uh-huh.” That’s it. That’s all he was able to say after talking out of his ass and going on twenty different tangents. Just a single, goddamn ‘uh-huh’. He was almost certain he’d be treating this like a dream if it wasn’t for the touch on his hand. The simple gesture kept him rooted in the present; it grounded him. 

Casey had to run the words in his head a few more times just to be sure he hadn’t heard something completely different. That he wasn’t about to believe in something that would only serve to shoot his hopes down. Yet the look on Kiaan’s face, the way he spoke and the things that he said all added up. It all clicked together in his head, heart and ass- well maybe not the last one. 

It was a slow start, but a grin broke out til his cheeks hurt. Most of the suffocating doubt was swatted away and was replaced with a surge of excitement. Maybe a little bit too much excitement at that. “Yeah, no, that’s what I’m sayin’- like an, like an ol’ all of the above sorta thing.” Casey turned his upper half towards the other, and he even leaned in a bit more without realizing it. 

“I’ve been wantin’ to say somethin’, anythin’ but, like, with the whole chicken shit thing. It’s just- god, I’ve been wantin’ to take ya on dates and not just hang out. Been wantin’ to.. y’know- be kinda, really indecent, but like, yeah, with emotions beyond just that. Actually, I guess it’s just kinda everythin’ we already do but with feelin’s, and.. god do I got a whole lotta them ‘bout you.” 

Kiaan raised a brow and let out a soft laugh. “Uh-Huh? That’s all you’re gonna say to me now after all your rambling?” He teased and shook his head. “C’mon, you know I don’t like silences. Speak to me or I’ll have to fill it. And I think we need a sing song so either you speak or I’ll sing Spice Girls.” He threatened with a smirk. 

He chuckled softly as his words clearly sunk into Casey, evident by the huge grin on his features. Kiaan never thought this moment would happen and oh how relieved he was. It took everything in him to keep it a secret. Though he was sure it was obvious to other’s how loved up he was. 

A fond smile taking over his features as Casey once again begins to ramble. They were really a match made in heaven in that sense. Kiaan leaned in too, wanting to be as close to Casey as possible while still being mindful of the fact they were in public. “Having indecent thoughts about me, huh? Now they sound very interesting.” A bite to his lip before he took hold of his best friend’s hand. 

“I want all of that too, Case. I have very strong feelings for you and I want it too. I wanna go on dates with you and be indecent as you say it. I want... I want everyone to know you’re mine and I’m your’s.” He whispered as he ran his thumb over the back of Casey’s hand. “Wow, it’s so good to get that off my chest.” Kiaan chuckled and shifted that little bit closer. His free hand reaching up to gently cup his friend’s cheek, smiling shyly. 

“I’d love to date you...”

[ftkiaan]

werewolfarizona‌:

Well, it certainly wasn’t the answer he’d been expecting, but it wasn’t the worst response he could’ve gotten. Not by a long shot. It did, however, make him realize just how ineffective it was to use ice breakers…ever…in a situation with real people. There were so many variables and Arizona just made things harder by introducing cheesy grade school conversation starters into the adult world. 

He really needed to get better at this if he ever wanted to write for a respected scientific journal. 

“Yeah…that’s…yep. There’s a second part to that introduction about their weight being ‘enough to break the ice’ but I’m just gonna skip that because it’s stupid in hindsight. I’m Arizona, and I specifically researched the average weight of polar bears for that ice breaker. Why did you?” 

Kiaan mentally cursed himself. A grown man and yet he still struggled with social cues. He chuckled nervously and shrugged. “I mean, clearly, I’m just a walking fact machine. Ask me anything and I’ll answer you.” He teased before shyly rubbing the back of his neck. “Someone’s... Asked me it before, the whole break the ice thing and I researched it. Clearly I forgot the whole ‘punny’ answer to it. Sorry.”

He offered a shy smile and held out a hand. “I’m Kiaan. Kinda new to this whole, socialising, thing. I’d much rather be at home playing a video game or watching a TV show.” Teasing tone to his voice but there’s truth in what he’s said. “You wanna try that again with a different ice breaker or pretend I didn’t mess it up and continue?”

[ftkiaan]

casey-popovich‌:

He glanced at their hands when he felt contact, and he felt his innards do a kick flip again. Feeling that was normal- it had been for the better part of.. well, since they met all of those  years ago. Casey just neglected to say anything about it, because being stuck in denial was one of his favorite pastimes apparently. 

“No, I get it- I do, man, I just felt.. I dunno. It’s a valid question to ask. I mean I’m pushin’ 40 in a few months and I don’t have anyone to go home to ‘cept my hoard of critters.” His words came out with a small laugh despite the weight he felt from the underlying truth of it all. 

Their drinks were placed before them and Casey thanked the bartender. He lifted his own in a half assed cheers before he took a long pull from his beer. “You’re right, though, I guess. ‘Bout tellin’ ‘em before it’s too late.” Yet just thinking about that made him feel a little claustrophobic. He had such a great friendship with Kiaan. The guy’s been there through thick and thin. He’d be putting all of that at risk if he said a few choice words. He could take all of that and just shatter it. Then again, he could also be missing out on something even better in the off chance that Kiaan was on the same page as him. 

Nerves pinched at him from inside out. He picked at the label around the bottle and finally looked over at his friend. “I just couldn’t find the courage to kick my ass into motion and ask if ya had a reason for bein’ single too. I mean I’m actually interested in knowin’, but at the same time.. if I’m bein’ Frank here n’ not Casey, I wasn’t really kiddin’ ‘bout all those times I said a bunch’a stuff ‘bout.. y’know.” 

Nice poorly timed joke, and way to make this ten times harder than needed, Casey. 

“Doin’ stuff that friends don’t really.. do together- and not like in a fuck buddy sorta way either, I mean I guess that’s kinda the same thing, but like with emotions- point is.. I’m bitin’ the bullet like ya just said, and I hope to the good lord himself that it ain’t too late or that ya have someone else to go off with ‘cause I’d like to be that person for you,” he blurted out in one breath. 

Kiaan rolled his eyes playfully and shrugged. “Hey at least you have the critters to go home to. I work with one living person if there’s no need for me to go to a crime scene. I’m surrounded by dead people and then I go home and it’s... Empty. Not even an animal. Maybe you should lend me one of your gooduns’ so I’m not such a loner.” He teased with a soft laugh. But honestly, Kiaan wasn’t sure he’d handle life any other way. If he’d come to the bar without Casey and socialised, he’d worn out within an hour and running back home.

He thanked the bartender and raised his glass also before taking a sip. His body turning to Casey as he listened to him. “It doesn’t matter how old you are, Case. I didn’t... I didn’t mean that y’know? So what if you’re almost forty and single? Hi, I’m in the same boat. As are many other people around town and outside of town. It happens. It’s not like it means you’re suffering a death sentence of life alone.”

Kiaan cocked his head, brows furrowed in confusion. “Me? I’ve just never found the right person.” He’d never really been in a relationship. He’d had... Flings, not that he’d call them that, but never a lasting relationship. “What do you mean you weren’t kidding?”

Then it hit him.

“So you do wanna bang me?” Kiaan mused with a smug smirk, a laugh escaping him. He couldn’t help himself. He shook his head, smile never leaving his lips. “I don’t have anyone, Casey. Believe me, you’d know if I did. I tell you everything... Except, I suppose, my feelings for you...” He cleared his throat, waving his hand. “Are you asking me to be your friend with benefits or are you asking me to be your boyfriend? Partner? Whatever word you wanna use. Friends with emotional benefits?” Even now he had to joke.

His hand reached out to squeeze Casey’s once more. “You asking to date me? ‘Cause, well... I’ve had feelings for you for a long time. I knew it was more than friends but after everything you’ve been through and how well we worked, I didn’t wanna scare you away...”

[ftkiaan]

casey-popovich‌:

Alright, he was convinced that he was shoving his own foot into his mouth at this point, but there wasn’t a goddamn pause button in sight. And, dare he even think it, he was almost certain that he wasn’t being pushed away. That in itself required a lot of consideration, and it sounded like a bunch of fake news if he was being honest. Or maybe he was just so used to keeping his innuendos as jests even though he really wished he’d have the chance to do something more than just platonic. 

There sat Casey, a 6′5′’ thing of a man, suddenly gobsmacked and at a loss of words when the spotlight was turned onto him. This was his chance to admit that, yeah, he kind of really wanted to bang Kiaan, and that, sure, he had a reason that he was single, but it felt like his own tongue was set to lodge itself in his goddamn throat. 

He adverted his gaze in favor of the textured counter that was suddenly so interesting. There was a long stretch of silence on his part before he gave a rather weak shrug; both of which were seriously uncharacteristic of him to do. “You saw how my last relationship went,” he said as nonchalantly as he could manage. Which wasn’t convincing in the slightest. “I’d like to think that my big ol’ eyes opened after that, but… I dunno. Thinkin’ ‘bout gettin’ with someone just makes me..” Another shrug; one shouldered this time. “Doesn’t sit right- not ‘cause I haven’t been asked or anythin’. It’s just ‘cause I sorta found someone that I’m interested in, but I’m too chicken shit to do anythin’ ‘bout it.”

Kiaan’s brows furrowed in worry. It wasn’t often that he got a silent Casey. It felt odd. He was used to the two of them teasing, banter bouncing off each other. They were very rarely serious. Kiaan didn’t like it. He got awkward and made a joke or said something just to end the silence. It was never awkward, he just hated it. He needed something to be going on. 

He nervously rubbed at his beard and let out a soft chuckle. “I’m only kidding, dude. I know you don’t wanna bang me. Look if you wanna make a scene and have one too many, I’m not gonna stop ya.” He offered, hoping to make his friend feel better.

His previous relationship. Jeez, Kiaan, why didn’t you think before you opened your mouth? He winced slightly. “Shit, my bad. I-I shouldn’t have asked that.” He mused, voice quiet in shame. What an idiot! Of course Casey would be affected by his ex, who wouldn’t? He reached out to gently squeeze his pal’s hand before raising a brow. “I didn’t mean anything by it. Y’know, if you want a relationship, then it happens when you want it to. If you don’t? Then you don’t need one. I was just... Making conversation.”

But then Casey spoke more and Kiaan was positive his heart broke there and then. Casey liked someone. He knew he shouldn’t let that hurt him but it did. He had always hoped that something would happen between the two of them. He hated to admit it but the thought of seeing Casey happy with someone else was gonna kill him. But he’d deal with it to see his friend smile. 

Kiaan cleared his throat. “I know what it’s like to be too terrified to tell someone you like ‘em, Case. But you gotta bite the bullet and tell ‘em or one day you’ll be too late and see them going off with someone else.”

[ftkiaan]

casey-popovich‌:

“Am not. I’ll have ya know that there are certain boundaries that I reinforce, alright? Peein’ in someone’s handbag is one’a them.” Not to mention that he hated how plausible that insane idea was, because it certainly didn’t sound that far fetched. 

“It ain’t bein’ taken advantage of if it’s consensual, Kiaan! That’s just bein’ on the same page, ready to get slammin’, down to bone- y’get the gist.” Or maybe he didn’t want to after all of the horrendous sayings he put out there. Casey honestly couldn’t blame him if that was the case. 

“Oh, yeah, for sure, just ‘cause you’re the only one in town that loves a good pie- totally doesn’t have to do with anythin’ ‘bout how I also love ‘em too,” he retorted with a small scoff and a dumb wave to his hand. 

All of the complaining about having a wild  time out caused him to let out a loud groan; like it actually killed a part of him to not cause Kiaan any trouble tonight. Casey leaned over and looped an arm around the other’s shoulders, swaying his weight a bit but not too much to tople over. “I’ll think ‘bout it- unless ya got somethin’ that can- how’d you say it? Sweeten the deal with some form of sugar.” A shit eating grin spread from ear to ear as he shuffled his way in without parting from Kiaan to make it easier to enter the establishment. “I’m just pullin’ your leg- I’ll be on my best behavior tonight just for ya.” 

“Okay maybe that wasn’t the best analogy but you know I’m right. You let ‘em get away with murder, Case. You should try to keep ‘em in check. You’ve done well with me so an animal will be easy.” He chuckled, shaking his head. 

Kiaan’s eyes widened and he looked at Casey in shock. Sure, they teased one another a lot but nothing quite like this. Was it hot out or was it just him? He could feel his palms sweating and his jeans were certainly a little tighter and a snugger fit than before. Jeez, Kiaan, calm yourself. “Sounds like you wanna bang me, Case is that right?” He asked with a grin before biting his lip.

He smacked his lips dramatically. “Just thinking ‘bout the pie is making me hungry. Might have to order something to satisfy the hunger though it’ll never be as good as the pie. Oh you’re a rubbish liar.” Kiaan teased with a nudge to the other’s shoulder.

His eyes narrowed at Casey’s teasing and words. He swallowed a lump in his throat before following his friend. “You best be on your best behaviour or I’ll leave without you. Grab some pie and escape home for the next week.” He teased and ordered them both drinks. He sat on the stool and looked over to Casey, staring a little longer than considered friendly. “You ever wonder why you’re single?” Wow, Kiaan, not the best way to word that. “I uh, I mean, you’re a great guy, Case. It’s surprising nobody’s snatched you up.”

[ftkiaan]

ambrose-russo‌:

Ambrose dangled the ID from side to side despite the shock that stayed with him. “Always thought that cadavers are pretty neat so..” He was only somewhat joking, but he held out the item for the man to take anyways. 

“Should I be worried about why you find dead people neat?” He teased as he narrowed his brows at the other. Kiaan was no person to talk, clearly he thought the same or he wouldn’t be in his line of work. He took the ID and smiled. “Thank you very much. Glad it fell into the right hands. Literally. You always been that speedy?”

[ftkiaan]

seraronson‌:

“damnit you fucking dog,” cussed the brunette, never one to but able to silence her potty mouth when she was off work. at least she censored herself around her kids. sera managed to grab a top on the way as she rushed out of her apartment, chasing the stupid dog she was watching while her neighbor was away for the weekend. she made it outside as she finished pulling the shirt over her stomach, and spotted the thing peeing on a hydrant, then running back inside the building. “are you kidding me?” she said, really to anyone who was listening, but mostly to herself or the dog. “good morning to me.” it was well past noon, but the witch had a late night and had slept in.

kiaan was pretty thankful to have finished work today. normally, he enjoyed his job. well, enjoyed is a bit of an odd word when you’re working on dead bodies all day... anyways, he normally preferred to be at work than anywhere else. but it was stressful and he needed to clear his head. stretching his legs seemed like the best way, hence him walking past the other’s apartment. he chuckled a little at her. “good afternoon to you too. everything okay?”

[ftkiaan]

saoirse-h‌:

A small chuckle slipped from her as she looked over the cover of the magazine she had in her hands. A special edition with one of the hottest trending girls. Saoirse would’ve rolled her eyes, but she found it comical that this was delivered to the funeral home instead of the next building over. “You know, I applaud the mailman for getting the addresses mixed up so often.” The front of it was turned towards the other as she spoke. “Take a moment to grieve over the loss of a loved one and feel invigorated- maybe the business next door is trying to tell me something.”

Kiaan’s nose crinkled slightly as he smiled. “So long as they stop there and you don’t get any Playboy or Nuts magazines though. Those definitely might send the wrong message.” He teased with a light chuckle. He’d been dropping off information when the other had showed him the reading material. “I dread to think what they’re trying to tell you.”

[ftkiaan]

casey-popovich‌:

“You kiddin’ me? Me bein’ an ‘alpha’ to that small can of whoop ass? Nuh uh, I don’t think so, Kiaan. Y’know I’m the biggest pushover when it comes t’ critters. They just look at me with those wide eyes n’ I’m gone,” Casey crowed and even went as far as he to slap a hand over his chest; like it was all heartfelt. Then he paused and actually reevaluated his words. “Y’know.. I could’ve worded that a whole lot better, but hey I’m still all ears ‘bout all’a this development.” And he was starting to clammy at the idea of anything actually happening. He didn’t want to get his hopes up, but holy shit did he want to do something. Even something as small as hold hands for Pete’s sake. 

And speaking of which, he actually felt his pulse rise for a second before it came pummeling down again. Apple pies. Of course- what else would it be? “And ya know that I know the best spot in town for some kickass pies,” he said with an unnecessary amount of pride. 

Casey nudged the other with his elbow for the smart retort. “Alright, ya smart aleck. Just so ya know- that dog was a whole lot cuter than the owner. But hey, you’ll have a lot to talk ‘bout when the nights up ‘cause you’re with me now. And who doesn’t love to have a few drinks with a guy that’ll probably.. have one too many and cause a scene?” 

“Oh please, you are the worst pet owner ever! You’re for sure the type of person who’d see their pet peeing in someone’s handbag and go ‘oopsy sorry, he’s just so cute, I can’t tell him off!’. You need to take the damn thing to training classes or something if you’re that much of a pushover.” He teased with a shake of his head. A raised brow before he chuckled once more. “Yeah you could’ve but it’s fine, I’ll forgive you. You seem very into the idea of taking advantage. Is there something you’re not telling me?” His tone hopeful. Kiaan found himself glancing at his best friend’s lips. 

“Of course you do! Cause you know my love for pie so you need to fulfil that love so you found the best place to do such a thing.” He mused with a wiggle of his brows. He loved that Casey was so sweet, it was one of the many reasons he liked him. 

“Please don’t make a scene. That’s the last thing I want tonight. Can’t we just have ‘enough’ drinks then go back to mine or something? Why we got have too many and cause chaos?” He mused with a soft sigh, holding the door open for Casey. “We both know I’d much rather just chill together.”

[ftkiaan]

casey-popovich‌:

“That’s ‘cause she goes easy on ya. If ya were my height and had to deal with all of that energy? Bet you’d be thinkin’ differently.” Or he could be exaggerating, but that was besides the point. “I think I’d have to kiss ya if ya were actually one of those shrimp connoisseurs n’ restaurant owner.” It was a joke for the most part; though he couldn’t exactly con himself out of the occasional thoughts of doing just that. Not that Kiaan knew, or did he?

Casey scrunched his face up as he followed after his friend. “Ain’t takin’ advantage of someone a thing if the person’s unwillin’?” He asked, knowing that it was a rhetorical question, but he pressed on. “So who’s to say that I ain’t willin’? I mean I just said I’d kiss ya for knowin’ a bunch’a stuff ‘bout shrimp.” Again, he was talking out of his ass, but he sort of meant some of it. Alright, he meant a lot of it, but he never’d never admit that before. And he sure as hell wasn’t about to start now because he was too chicken shit when it came to the prospect of being turned down. 

“I’ll get ya two whole drinks with some sugar on top or somethin’. My day was just.. y’know, a day. Nothin’ big happened ‘cept for a cutie I saw at work. There was a real happy Australian Sheppard for a checkup and she loved getting belly rubs.” 

Kiaan cocked a brow at him. “I really don’t think it has anything to do with that. Maybe she just doesn’t think you’re the alpha. You gotta teach her some things, mate.” He chuckled and huffed. “Oh I see so being a qualified doctor and medical examiner isn’t enough for you? I also have to have my own shrimp restaurant to gain a kiss? Wow you’re hard to please.” He teased with a fond smile. Try not to think of kissing your friend alright, Kiaan?

He turned to look at said friend as Casey continued to talk. “Sorry, are you feeling a little sexually frustrated there, mate? You’re willing to have me take advantage of ya and kiss you. This is a new development. I think we should discuss this further.” It would be a lie if Kiaan said he’d never thought about it. Casey was stunning and Kiaan had been caught up in him for a while. He hated the word crush but yeah, he definitely had one on Casey.

“I don’t really want loads of sugar on top of my drink, think I’ll just have it as it comes. Or you can just get me some form of sugar later. You know my love for apple pies.” He mused before cooing. “Aw I thought you were gonna tell me you were planning your wedding to some pet owner then! Unless the Australian belly rub lover was human! then it’d be one interesting relationship. I have little to say about my day, a lot of dead people!”