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[castorsantos]

Yer an adult Saeran

Castor woke up to the sound of a buzz from Saeran's phone and crawled out of bed. Who the hell would even be texting Saeran. He lifted up the phone and read the message to see. It was Martina apologizing for being in the hospital for his birthday. His birthday? What. Why hadn't Saeran told him anything? He looked over to the boy curled up small and fast asleep in his bed. 

Castor was glad to know now. Thanks Martina. He tucked the phone in a drawer under Saeran's clothes. He could get it back later. Pleased to have the apartment to himself and even more so that Martina kept it well stocked with fresh food. Why not start the day out nicely? Castor fished around, mostly used to the kitchen and started to gather what he wanted to make for breakfast. Eggs, bacon, pancakes with blueberries and chocolate chips, coffee.

[castorsantos]

Castor started to wake up. He lay groggy in bed. He had had the strangest dream about Saeran. He stiffened when he realized he was holding a person in his arms. Maybe Krissy had come, no lets be real here, there was no way Krissy was this big. He opened his eye and spotted the brown fluff of hair that was the top of Saeran's head. It hadn't been a dream and oh god no please don't do this he had morning wood. Please let Saeran sleep if he got up. Jesus he had scared the kid by taking off his pants he didn't need to give him an aneurism or something. He tried to shift out from under the kid as best as he could but let's be real here, one does not simply move the fuck out from under another person.