¹⁰⁾ a six pack of beer and an apology, callum/austin :)
Callum turns the volume knob up on his record player, static filling the air as the needle searches for the groove of the first song.
The last phone call with Austin still rattles around in Callum's head from the night prior, pricking under his skin like the static from the speakers. Callum had ended the call saying he was tired and needed to go to bed; hung up before Austin had even finished his sentence. He felt a little guilty about it. Not quite guilty enough to pick up the phone when Austin called him back that morning, though.
It wasn’t a big deal, really. Austin was bad with his phone, Callum always knew that. It didn’t bug him most of the time. but…sometimes it did.
He didn’t really want to make Austin feel bad either, it was only that sometimes the time apart was too much, it stretched too far, and Callum missed him. He wanted more in a way that was hard for Austin to give. So, it was Callum’s issue, too.
Callum closes his eyes and lets Ann Peebles’ ‘I Can’t Stand the Rain’ fill the quiet corners of his flat, the rain battering the windows from outside offering a rich addition to the warm crackle of the music. Pointedly, he doesn’t think about his phone on the coffee table and how he should try to phone Austin.
The doorbell startles him out of his thoughts. Golo’s ears perk up, and he offers a lazy woof, but makes no move to investigate from his spot on the couch.
“Some guard dog you are,” Callum tsks when he makes his way to the door.
It’s past eight o'clock, and he’s racking his brain trying to think who could possibly be on his doorstep at this time of night. He gets his answer when he opens the door without checking the camera first, a sopping wet Austin standing in front of him, plastic bag and a bouquet of flowers clutched tight in his hand.
“Hey, Cal.”
“What…?” Callum flounders, but when he can’t think of something to say immediately, he shakes his head and holds the door open wide, “Jesus, get inside, would you?”
Austin smiles and steps in, letting his backpack fall to the floor and pressing the other things he'd brought into Callum's waiting hands.
Callum laughs disbelievingly, a smile on the corner of his mouth as he holds the flowers awkwardly in the crook of his arm. Curious, he opens the bag to find a six pack of beer and a box of his usual brand of cigarettes, "What's all this for?”
“An apology,” Austin winces.
Callum starts to shake his head, “Austin. You don’t have to apologize. It’s…I’m fine. Promise. If anything, I should be the one-”
“Don’t you apologize, too,” Austin interjects quickly, placing firm hands on Callum’s hips as he looks up at him, voice dipping lower, “Just. Let me tell you how sorry I am?”
Austin is using that built in Butler-charm on him. Callum sighs, but knows it’s futile to resist. Of course it works on him. It’s something akin to drowning in warm honey, and Callum lets it take him.
One arm full of flowers, he lifts the other to Austin’s cheek, thumbing at his jawline thoughtfully. His blonde hair is dark from standing out in the rain, he’s drenched and shivering, but his eyes are so pleading as he looks up at Callum. So full of love.
Callum kisses him gently, a response to Austin’s plea in itself. Bad communication and all, he’d forgive Austin for anything.
“I’m so sorry. So sorry, baby,” Austin murmurs against his lips, taking the in he’d been given.
Callum hums, tilts his head to the side and lets Austin kiss along the span of his neck. It's real and physical, and the hurt from the past day melts away, revealing something hot and wanting in its place.
“Tell me more while we warm up in the shower together, yah?”
What many might consider to be a.. continuation of a drawing I did the day before the newest Sanders Sides video. I absolutely adore the idea that many have come up with that Virgil and Deceit have a toxic history, and while reading some head-cannon post or another, this re-draw idea was unintentionally perfect for what I wanted to be my first drawing of this new and awesome villain.
Drawing Tag List: @undertakershairline , @roxiefox23 , @pastel-patton123
Bishin (Tora)
Hey, Yamamoto Taketora.
Happy birthday!!!
Thanks for being born.
I was so happy I got the chance to play you on stage.
Keep being that overwhelmingly manly, super cool Ace of Nekoma.
Also, keep being awkward with girls. lol
It’d be nice if you can keep being cheered on by that cute little sister of yours.
Shouri (Kuroo)
Yamamoto Taketora!
Happy birthday!
I’m gonna keep expecting great things from you!
Tarou (Inuoka)
Uwooohhhh!!! What a joyous day!
Happy birthday!
I was think about if Luca and Alex had a kid (or twins) what would they name them.
and like I’m sure Luca and Alex would never actually name their kids based of the meaning of their name (they both aren’t smart enough to know the etymology of their names)
I still think its fun idea because their names are like match made in heaven
Luca = “Bringer of Light”. || Alex = “Defender of Mankind”
My boyfriend and I just bought a box set of the Harry Potter movies from a used bookstore for like $20 because while we enjoy watching the movies in the Christmas season, we hate JK Rowling and don’t want her getting any royalty money from us streaming it.
