TOTCF FIC (WIP) [Cale Ă— Choi Han]
"Slacker Life. Right?"
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- Chapter 1 [Beta V.] -
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Finally, The white start defeated, the Demon God sealed and everyone is safe and back home. It was finally time to begin that peaceful life Cale had always dreamed of.
Just the final step left... finally address those deep, scorching feelings that have been bubbling below the surface.
Cale has taken advantage of his patience for far too long...
Despite everyone else already being aware, constantly sharing knowing looks and sighs.
Thinking that he was blind to them. Cale doesn't regret waiting and holding back until this moment. Now that all the big obstacles were out of his way.
He's proud that he was able to keep his true feelings a secret (tho perhaps some had figured him out). He could imagine how much more teasing he would've endured had he not been so inscrutable (so he thinks).
He already got enough of it when his friends and family thought he was oblivious to it. Mostly noticeably from the kids who weren't so discreet.
On, being more mature wasnt so blatant about calling him a "foolish human"; but Cale was tired of the way she would stare and him, sigh, and then shake her head as if to say
"Ah, he's so poor/pitiful that he fell in love with this fool who doesn't know anything".
It's not like the other person made their feelings blatantly obvious. But for those close to him, his real feelings were as clear as glass. And once you did, you couldn't unsee it.
His devotion, his admiration, his frustration, and his complete trust that Cale has no idea how he's earned. His family and friends must have truly thought him to be an unfathomable idiot to have not noticed. (Not even mentioning how terrible of an actor he is)
But...
he thought it better to be seen as a dullard than as cruel...
And he did feel cruel.
Because despite how palpable those feelings were and how clear it was to each other, more so than anybody else...
no matter how much they were reciprocated...
they couldn't be acknowledged.
At least not in the usual sense...
Locking eyes, understanding each other without needing words, casual touches, praises, admonishments, and countless times depending on one another, protecting each other, sacrificing themselves for the other.
That ineffable feeling was always present, never absent.
Never unseen or unheard in even the most mundane of expressions or words...
Yes, he felt cruel, he felt guilty.
He was the one forcing them to hold back. There were too many risks, his attention was too divided; there wasn't enough time.
There was too much at stake.
Cale was at fault.
Those weren't valid reasons, none of that mattered in the face of each other.Â
all that was just excuses, external issues that distracted from the real reason inside himself...
Fear.
Cale was simply afraid,
afraid that the world would take from him again.
Constantly making excuses to play oblivious.
"It's simply a whim, a cliche, he's just confusing his sense of duty, it's just because I'm the closest thing to his home, it filial"
"Because he feels independent to me, if not, why would he... I'm trash? He could do so much better, he's the protagonist.
"I don't deserve it..."
But above all that, Cale was greedy and not even his cowardice and pessimism could win over that. His avarice grew and now he not only wanted his peaceful life...he wanted to have him as well...
No, his peaceful life wouldn't be complete without him
So he planned and schemed and stole, blowing up every physical obstacle that was in his way,
their way...
Cale would flip the whole world upside-down if he had to.
And they were always there.
Patiently waiting and never far from his side but never taking that step over their boundary. Just waiting...
Knowing him he probably never expected to stop waiting, never daring to hope for anything more, content with what he had.
What they had.
But it's not enough to satiate the darkness inside him. Cale knew deep down they weren't as pure as originally thought. There was the voracity of a beast somewhere locked away, shackled by his intense devotion.
Holding back his true feelings, his greed, his...
Desire~
An insatiable feeling that made what they held towards each other distinct, unmistakable. The possessiveness, the jealousy...
The lust
It was scorching him
That instinct, that desire was the only thing they pretended not to see,
or feel.
They had to. Once experienced, it couldn't be swayed away by reason or excuses. Cale truly had to acknowledge what this "affection" was at that moment and that it was more than simply...affection.
Ravenous eyes, causal contact that seemed to last just too long because he didn't want to let go. How was Cale supposed to not notice all these things...
Or how they made him feel.
Even before when he was Roksu he had never experienced that type of desire, always far more concerned with surviving. Even being surrounded by several unparalleled beauties after transmigrating he hadn't felt... attracted to them in that way. Even with his beguiling appearance, the attention it got was appreciated but never reciprocated.
At least until now...
His words were always laced with intention and actions designed to distract him. He began to linger in touches of his own. Cale was better at masking it than he was. Those around them always catch his passionate stares, but not Cale's.
Cale was much more subtle with his...
appreciation...
His usual attitude and aloofness made him harder to read in general. But though friends and family had seen through his" uncaring" exterior, they hadn't caught on when he'd admire the curves or took the opportunity to feel his muscles or appreciate his handsome face.
When Cale would tilt his head ever so slightly, shifting his hips or loosen his clothes deliberately because he knew he was being intensely watched.
Sure it made him feel bad, knowing what he was doing to him, and how others would pity and tease him after. Thinking Cale was oblivious to his effect on him.
But it felt so~ much better to watch him squirm~ and bite to keep that beast-ial part of himself at bay...
But now...
All those things that had been in the way, shackling their inclinations, were blown away.
He was far too powerful for any sort of social propriety to affect him (not to say that it ever had).
So finally he would claim the final piece needed for his leisurely life...
"No need to delay this anymore..."
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Ok this is the draft of the first chapter
Link for info post HERE
I haven't finished the first Season yet [I got to the way to the part where Alberu is a Lion (I felt that was the least spoiler detail) > its also been over a year since I binge read the series so I'm a little foggy on certain details so if I've left some characters out or missed some stuff thats why but I'd appreciate it if no one spoiled anything for me!!!!
Anyway since I'm posting them all at once I'll attack the next chapter's draft HERE!
***Chapter 2 Beta link***
