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location: crashcon fairgrounds, early evening ! availability: closed, @desertwiind

Cyrus had decided to arrive at Crashcon a couple hours earlier than he was supposed to and not only because he wanted to bring Atticus along, but because he wanted to have some time to cool off his nerves before he were to meet with up Zeferino for their first actual date. How insane did that sound? It’s true that he felt more comfortable after their stargazing encounter and all the things they were able to share with one another, making it less stressful for him to try and figure out what the other wanted out of their meetings, but it still felt way too surreal that he was going on a date with someone who not only treated him as a human being but also happened to be the reason he’d came to terms with his sexuality back in his early teenage years. Absolutely insane.

The hours practically fly past and when Cyrus becomes aware of it, it’s time for the two to meet up nearby the food stalls. For the first time in a while, he isn’t the person that stands out the most whilst walking around Roswell, choosing a more casual attire over the green makeup most people were covered in but still staying on theme with a Frank N’ Furter tank top covered in a few rips and holes — the flashiest alien he could think of. He can already feel the smile threatening to appear on his lips as he reaches the spot they had chosen, hands adorned in rings fumbling with one another while he leans back against a hot dog stall. Pulling out his phone, Cyrus chews on his bottom lip while he sends out a quick message to let the other know he’s already waiting for him, taking the little time he had left before Zef would arrive to try and shake off the few nerves he hadn’t been able to yet.

#SCREAMING ALREADY!!!!#w. zeferino #crashconevent #❛ ⠀ all these fucking voices in my head ⠀ 、 ⠀conversation ⠀ .

sms ✉ zeferino ayala.

Cyrus: hi

Cyrus: is this Zeferino?

#short and simple #w. zeferino #❛ ⠀ all these fucking voices in my head ⠀ 、 ⠀messages ⠀ .

location: cyrus’ trailer. the evening of his birthday, october 29th ! availability: closed, @desertwiind

as a child, cyrus looked forward to his birthdays as it was the day he’d become one year older and stronger in hopes that he’d be able to handle all the traumatic stuff that was caused to him by his father. but as the years passed, and especially when he entered adulthood, it simply become another day. birthdays came and went and they barely meant anything anymore, celebrated as an afterthought of a very hazy and lost mind. not this year, though, the year he would turn twenty eight, becoming older than he’d ever thought he’d be. it also happened to be the first birthday he’d spend in sobriety, in what seemed like fucking forever. that alone made him thrilled and even more so knowing that he’d be able to share it with someone special.

it had been somewhat unusual how things happened between him and zeferino, a case of fate that cyrus didn’t really want to question out of fear that it’d ruin it. and as much as he had been deathly afraid of throwing himself in any sort of romantic involvement that didn’t start at the pub and ended in someone’s bed in the same night, he had welcomed it with arms wide open. being surrounded by friends who were just as skeptical as he was when it came to such things, you’d think he wouldn’t... but there was simply something about that man who kissed him softly and treated him like he was worth a damn that made him feel safe. and that’s not a word he uses lightly.

the hours pass until they’re about to meet and cyrus can already feel that feeling at the pit of his stomach, something he’d grown used to by now. he’s running around one last time, making sure everything is set before his companion gets there, when poppy announces his arrival before he can even hear the door. cyrus passes her by, shushing his small dog when his hand finds the door and he’s met with zefa on the other side. the smile is almost instinct by now, taking over his full lips while he tilts his head to the side. “as punctual as ever, i see.”

#his bday is in a week but this is a bday gift for my beloved <3 #w. zeferino #❛ ⠀ all these fucking voices in my head ⠀ 、 ⠀conversation ⠀ .

location: ayala phoenix residence, zeferino’s birthday ! availability: closed, @desertwiind

the storm had been raging outside for the past two days, meaning that cyrus had absolutely nowhere to be except in the confines of his warm home with his boyfriend and their dogs. the sounds of violent rain had been keeping him from a deeper slumber but that still hadn’t stopped him from waking up at the early hours of morning, though the lack of his normal routine was starting to make him crankier than usual. still, he felt extremely thankful that he got to be somewhere safe with zefa, especially as the other’s birthday approached.

on march 3rd, cyrus woke up with purpose. it was the first time they’d be spending his boyfriend’s birthday together and even if the circumstances weren’t the best, he still wanted to make his day as special as he could. that lead him to the kitchen, the flickers of the lights keeping him company as he made breakfast. an hour and a very stressful call with his mother later, cy had managed to make the perfect looking heart-shaped pancakes—or as close to perfect as his limited cooking skills allowed. placing them on a tray with the company of orange juice and zefa’s morning meds, he nearly skips his way back to their shared bedroom with excitement. the food is put aside as he sits on the edge of the bed, kisses placed onto zefa’s shoulder. “wake up, baby. it’s your birthday.” he whispers, lips still skimming against his boyfriend’s skin, bringing his fingers to gently run through his hair. “and i have a surprise for you.”