Cyrus had invited Elias to his house, under the pretense of posing for an outdoor painting. the cloudy weather made everything bluer, the blue reflection in the dark curls, the bluish shadow that rose under the pale skin of his already shaved chin and of course, the slight touch of cobalt in the omega's eyes. Another challenge for the werebear was also painting the shadows and lights that the foliage projected onto the other male, although the absence of direct sun caused the boundary between lights and shadows to become looser.
slowly the brushstrokes filled the canvas, there was affection in each drop of paint applied "I hope this isn't so boring" he asked in the hope that the werewolf wasn't iffed because of this. "you don't have to stay completely still, you can talk and move... you can also come here and kiss me" he said with a sassy tone in his voice.
Cyrus stopped his motorcycle in the hospital parking lot and quickly went to the reception, to confirm whether the patient he was looking for was ready to receive a visit or had been given incorrect information. Fortunately, the receptionist was friendly and told him where the hospital was. programmer's room. he had asked to leave work early, he was in a hurry so he didn't even change his clothes, still wearing the same dark cardigan, windowpane shirt and gray tie. He carried with him a bouquet of flowers with blue hydrangeas and white roses, flowers stolen from the funeral home's stock, from what he had learned at work, these two flowers signified purity of feelings, something he deemed appropriate even though Elias probably didn't know the flower language.
He opened the door, he felt relieved when they said that the omega was already stable and recovering, as the undertaker had barely slept in the nights that followed the rescue, the anguish of not knowing if or when the younger man would stay well it was overhelming. upon seeing the weredog lying on the bed, with bandages and bandages, in addition to the equipment monitoring his vital signs, the alpha couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, he blamed himself a little for not being there to protect him, he let out a breath of air, grateful that the other is receiving adequate care. he rubbed his eyes with dark bags at the bottom, put a closed-lipped smile on his face and walked to the side of the bed "good afternoon pup, I brought you some flowers" he spoke in a soft but affectionate tone, very respectful too, as he recognized how strong the other werebeast had been for going through everything that had happened. unfortunately he wasn't particularly good with words, or with situations where he needed to provide emotional support to someone, so he just remained silent holding the flowers.
"Attraction 5/5: How could I be moderately attracted to him? I could go the gentleman line and talk about his seductive eyes or his bright smile, or be more sassy and comment on his boobs and ass, but it's hard to choose just a singles feature of his appearance, everything about Elias hits my weak points. And it's not just visually, his smell can awaken my most feral side, his touch and proximity makes my blood boil and run faster through my veins.
Affection 4/5: well, I don't usually like people, but Elias is definitely an exception, he's intelligent and kind and that really captivated me. I also have a strong protective instinct towards him, not only because of my feelings, but also because I see that he has already been hurt a lot, he has suffered from having his heart broken and even worse, going through it again.
Interest 4/5: I'm interested in him, since we met our relationship has only progressed, and honestly I know I would treat him right, but... there are still things I have to work out with myself before I'm ready for a relationship seriously and no one, especially him, deserves to be dragged into my mess.
loyalty 3/5: this one took me by surprise, it's difficult to talk about my loyalty towards him, because I've never been in a situation where this had been put to the test, so I can't answer exactly.
Trust 3/5: trust is a problem that prevents me from having a serious relationship with someone, I'm working on it, but I see potential in Elias, he is definitely one of the people with the highest probability that I will end up being 100% transparent."
It's been a while since cyrus had a real date, after all hook ups with strangers he met at the bar don't count and most people his age are supposed to be mated by now. he dressed a little casually, but was definitely neat and groomed, then hopped on his motorbike and drove to Elias' house. he parked, went towards the door, pressed the bell and waited for the omega to open the door.
at six pm that evening, elias decided to quit work for the night, he stretched & decided to shower before his date. given that they planned to go to the bar together, he skipped the suit & instead opted for jeans & a casual button-up. the shirt, like most - a little too tight around the arms & chest, but that came with the body type. hair was fine, perfume: check. yeah, he was ready to go. thankfully he was alone tonight, so he didn't have to answer questions he'd rather avoid & if he wanted to, he could bring his company back to his apartment. when the door rang, he slipped into his boots & ran over to open the door, smiling when he found his date at almost exactly seven in front of his door. he liked punctuality. "cyrus."
"Elias" he said smiling as he leaned against the bike. cyrus couldn't help but notice how good the omega looked "I could commend you for dressing so well for our date but I think you would look stunning even wearing a potato sack" he said with a wink as he walked away from the motorcycle to greet the other man. then the alpha handed the helmet to the werewolf and walked beside him towards the vehicle "I hope your parents don't mind you riding in one of those" said the werebear in a joking tone.
“potato sack’s in the dryer, but i’m glad you like the alternative.” he shot the other a little wink in return. “you’re looking quite handsome yourself.” door fell shut behind him as he walked over to the other, who had come to fetch him on a motorcycle. he wasn’t displeased. he might - or might not, have a weakness for bikers. his joke did not go unnoticed, it was a good one & elias found himself chuckling. “let’s not tell them. they might set up a curfew, which would ruin our night.” the helmet was accepted, eyed closely & deemed acceptable to wear. it would mess with his hair, but he’d live.
he waited for cyrus to get on the bike, swinging a leg over to get on behind him, arms sliding around the alpha’s hips to entwine against his stomach. “don’t know about you, but i’m comfy.”
cyrus laughed at the omega's response "who would blame them right? if i had a cute nerdy son i would never let him hang out with the inked biker" he said with a wink "but i can't deny how much fun it would be to corrupt you". the werebear climbed onto the bike and waited for elias to settle behind him, smiling as he felt the werewolf's arms around his stomach "so am i" the alpha turned back and nodded before returning to the position he was in and start the motorcycle. new haven was a small town so everything was relatively close, and the traffic never got too heavy so even going slower because he had someone on the back the handyman managed to get to the bar in a blink of an eye "we're there, pup"
"ouch, okay i deserve that. at least i'm a cute nerd, i guess." not that he'd not been called that before. when you were the only kid in school with your own laptop & always on top of your classes, even studying through breaks, yeah - the other kids had a lot to say about that & none of it was good. he didn't mind, though. he was cute & he was nerdy, he owned both. cyrus' comment made him laugh though, "i'm sure you would. unfortunately, i'm already corrupted, despite the clingy supermom." not until new haven, though - he'd been far too hesitant among the humans & those he knew. most places in new haven could easily be reached by foot, but it was faster on bike & he got to rest his head against the other's back, so he wasn't going to complain. at all.
"alright alright, you're too comfy, it's unfair." he also smelled quite nicely. with a soft little sound of protect, he got up off the bike, though, taking the helmet off & holding it out for the other.
cyrus liked when elias rested his head on his back, it could mean that maybe he could go a little further and with bolder steps. once they got to the bar he got off the bike and put the helmets on the handlebars "i don't know if you're going to like this place… i mean it's a nice place but i don't know if it's exactly your kind of place" o alpha clarified gesturing. "I guarantee it's worth the experience" he said scratching the back of his neck and then smiling with his mouth closed "but if you don't like it I'll take you back to your house right away" he promised holding the werewolf's shoulder "or to mine… " he finished looking away and craning his neck a little. the werebear brought his hand closer to the other man's but leaving it up to him to decide whether to hold it or not.
"it's fine, i've been here before. stop worrying." it was cute, really, but the other was fretting for nothing as elias had been at the bar before & deemed it just fine to be in. he'd been on his own then & made it out alive, so he was quite sure it would be even more fine with company. "if it's too scary, you'll just have to protect me." he chuckled, nudging the other playfully with his shoulder. "we'll see what the night brings." wink shot the alpha's way. he was very much open to going home together afterwards - depending on how the night went, of course. he noticed that little gesture & figured, what the hell, they might as well go all-out. his hand laid against cyrus' entwining their fingers & giving his hand a little squeeze. "feeling a lot safer already."
"I didn't know you've been here before, good news, in my defense I can't help but worry, a pretty lad like you running around is a magnet for the wrong kind of people…" cyrus nodded and cracked a small smile. he chuckled along with elias from the comment the werewolf had made "but of course, i'll be your knight in shining armor, prince" the werebear winked and adopted a more relaxed posture. the alpha smirked when his hand was grabbed by the omega, he calmly walked towards the bar entrance and sat at a table in the corner. "what do you want to drink?" he asked right after waving the waiter over to their table.
"i did mention it." he grinned, "besides, tonight the only person i want to draw in is you, the magnet's turned off." at least he'd try. it wasn't his fault he drew a lot of attention to himself. he didn't dislike it. "so brave." he gave a little nod before letting cyrus lead him inside. the dim-lit bar was packed, as the last few times he'd been there, but he didn't mind. the table cyrus chose for them was good, they had as much privacy here as possible in a public place. "how about you order for me? your favorite - or something you think i'd like?" he liked it when alphas took the lead sometimes.
"we barely know each other and you're already going to put me in charge of such an important decision?" Cyrus raised his eyebrow and then let out a short laugh, as soon as the waiter arrived he said "bring two of the house special" he said with a smile then turning to Elias. "The house special is a very good drink, it's not everybody's favorite, including mine, but I've never heard of anyone who's tried it and hated it" he shrugged proudly at the smart decision he'd made "while we wait for the drinks why don't you tell me a little about yourself huh? Don't spare me any sordid details" he smirked.
“gotta set standards early, make sure you’re up for the task.” elias huffed out a little laugh in return. he liked cyrus. he didn’t appear to be the pushiest of guys, but he wasn’t scared to take the initiative either. it seemed. elias would he watching & observing. “maybe i’ll be the first to hate it, let’s find out, i’m in.” challenge accepted. then again, elias really wasn’t picky with his alcohol. he wasn’t much of a drinker, so it all tasted equally un….good to him. he was more of a coffee guy, really. but he did enjoy bars **& ** drinking every now & then, so all went according to plan.
that question, though, could get him in trouble, potentially. the perfume most likely hid the other alpha’s scent on him, which had been the idea, but sooner or later he’d have to tell cyrus he had a somewhat casual something going on. for now, basics. "don’t think we're tipsy enough for sordid yet, but about me? not a lot to know. i was adopted, human parents - so all this is still new to me. used to work for big guns in california, but for people like us.. out there.. it's not safe. full moons make me wolf out, so someone would eventually have found out. my family told me to go, so i did. can't say i regret it." a wink ensued, followed by a little chuckle.
"so what did you think of the drink?" asked cyrus as he sipped his own, he could see that alcohol wasn't exactly Elias' thing, he didn't expect the omega to fall in love with the drink, but no possibility could be ruled out. The werebear managed to smell another person's scent on the web developer's body, not that he cared, however much he felt a strong attraction for the younger man he knew he shouldn't be possessive after all they weren't boyfriends or anything, he had just called him to a date. "Well, when I asked you to tell me more about yourself I was talking more about hobbies and interests" said the alpha scratching the back of his neck "but I'm glad you feel comfortable sharing your story" he smirked "I'm adopted too , this is something we have in common, but in my case my experience with my adoptive family was not the best"
"it's fine, really. not the best, not the worst i've had." he didn't mind the taste of alcohol, but he didn't really see the appeal most found in it. he couldn't imagine drinking his life away - unlike some.
"well, didn't want you to go into this expecting a little wolf boyfriend. the whole .. out of control thing's been a dealbreaker for some and i'd rather not waste my time with someone who doesn't accept me the way i am, y'know?" not that he had been trying to avoid the topic of his interests or anything. he might've been, but only because cyrus already knew most of him. "sorry to hear that." he'd truly been blessed with his adoptive family. "as for my hobbies and interests… well, you know most of that. i breathe work, i sweat code and i nerd out if you give me the chance to talk about a show i like - or ask me about the latest cpu on the market." why hide who he was when the truth would come out sooner or later anyway, right? "what about you?"
"I told you you wouldn't hate it" he said satisfied with the reaction the other were showed "I'm sure if you keep going to this bar you'll find a drink you really like". Cyrus listened attentively to the outburst, as soon as he finished he put his hand on elias shoulder, looked him straight in the eyes and began to speak in a soft and calming tone "that whole thing you said was an 'obstacle', will never be one obstacle for me because I understand you, I go through this too. It must have been very difficult to have lived so many years being a supernatural being surrounded by humans, but now you are not alone anymore, there is a whole city of people like you" he sketched a slight smile and his eyes glowed red for a brief instant "You would indeed make a perfect wolf boyfriend, just imagine an alpha's strong arms around your body and a deep, calm voice whispering kind things to you." cyrus took a sip of her drink before smiling in amusement "I'm not bragging but I'm sure I'd make a great teddy bear boyfriend". Then the handyman adopted a more relaxed posture "You really are a cute nerdy kid in a quarterback's body, but I can't complain after all I'm the artsy kid in a quarterback's body" he chuckled before taking another sip "when I'm not at work I really like painting pictures, I know how to use a brush, not just a screwdriver"
"you did." he responded with a little huffed-out laugh. "i dunno about that, i'm not really a drinker." he accepted drinking being part of a social norm, but he didn't necessarily enjoy the activity itself. "all those fancy drinks would probably just be lost on me." which he wouldn't want, so usually he just went for beer - plain & simple. made things a lot less complicated.
"i mean, it wasn't.. that bad. the family i had… have is great. wonderful people. they could've abandoned me when they found out, but they didn't." he was grateful for them, grateful for the chance at life he'd got because of them. which adoptive parents would build their adopted child a full-moon wolf-out basement? none. "but yeah, it's uh… it's pretty nice here." less worrying about being the odd one out, which he always was, but now.. less so.
oh, that crimson surely got his heart goin' fifty miles an hour. that & the vivid picture cyrus painted in his mind… surely got a blush going, followed by another awkward little chuckle & eyes suddenly found their hands quite interesting. "i… can imagine and i'm one hundred percent a fan of that idea, but what if i'm into grizzlies - you know? the big, bad ones." those that invaded your home & called the shots? well, kind of. he was not looking for a second trenton, though - he wasn't relationship material. cyrus… seemed to be? he couldn't tell yet. "tell that to the kids in highschool who poked fun on the nerd every time they saw him." that body came after, when he didn't really need it anymore. sadly. not that he didn't have use for it now. "artist, huh? i've never been the creative kind. you guys are fascinating. you ever gonna paint me? pleaaase."
cyrus listened carefully as elias started talking about his family "good thing you had that, my foster family were werebears too so they taught me how to deal with that" he sighed "they did the basics but the basics aren't the enough… I may sound ungrateful, but let's just say I cut ties with them the moment I found out about all the manipulation they've done to me" he didn't want to delve deeper, it was still too soon, but the bear felt that someday he would share with this wolf those details of his life.
Seeing the blush on the omega's cheeks, cyrus caught himself, elias looked cute, but the alpha didn't want to make him uncomfortable. "Most people think that all bears are rude, hostile and well… bearish, that's not true for all of us, but it is for me, just like there are those who think that all wolves are cruel, or foxes are treacherous " he admitted, he used to get very aggressive, especially during his rut, so he usually got through those days alone "if you want a big bad bear, I can be that" he said before taking another sip of his drink. "Thank you and of course I would be more than happy to paint you, you don't know how much a beautiful smile like yours inspires me" he said before finishing his drink "when you finish your drink we can order another one… or we can go somewhere else…" he said in a suggestive voice before arching an eyebrow.
