𝖚𝖓𝖜𝖊𝟏𝟏 / single muse blog for bludsfm written by moxi ( 27, they/them ) featuring:
cameron huxley ( evan roderick fc, 28, lawyer )
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𝖚𝖓𝖜𝖊𝟏𝟏 / single muse blog for bludsfm written by moxi ( 27, they/them ) featuring:
cameron huxley ( evan roderick fc, 28, lawyer )
an eyebrow dances up on cam’s forehead and he tries not to feel irritated by seeing her here . yet , the slight paranoia itches in his chest . it shouldn’t . there was no need for it ( not here , not in a public place , not at the gym where he could have run into anyone ) though he could only assume , even if falsely , that the encounter would turn into a good gossiping session for her and the other residents of glenn allen . at least those who lived here long enough to care . . .
❝ following me or something ? ❞ dirty blond throws the gym towel over his shoulder after he’d rubbed it through his hair , leaving it spiky and standing away from his head . @svrvivrs
❝ you’re not eyeing up her , are ya ? ❞ cam’s eyelids hang low as he follows the direction in which the other man gazes to a girl he’s known since high school . a girl who grew in town much like he did – a girl who was invisible for him much like all the other girls he’d gone to high school with and laid later once he and ada were broken up . now they all vanished in a pool of faces he’d shared bed with before . ❝ you are , aren’t ya ? ❞ dumb smile growing wider .
❝ i can introduce you , man . no problem . ❞ drunk blond landing his hand on the other’s shoulder to squeeze it . ❝ come ! ❞ @scre0m
❝ gonna buy those ? ❞ dirty blond points at the last box of fruit loops the guy holds at hand . his own fault to have gone shopping last minute before it was his weekend of parenting . his fault . like everything always was . and yet . . . somehow probably still more relaxed to rush through the store within just half an hour than to rush through the store within just half an hour with a toddler stopping at every other aisle because ‘ daddy can i have this ‘ and him battling the big brown eyes to saying no because he knew ada would not be happy about it .
but these – the fruit loops – the treat his ex allowed , he needed to get them . ❝ is the last box . you gonna buy them ? ❞ @jasperlapintine
cam huffs almost , an eyebrow up on his forehead . ❝ not who you expected ? ❞ even though he was exactly who to expect around here – at the club , amongst drunk people and partying crowds . here , where he could pretend to be anyone but who he actually was . ❝ who’re you looking for ? i can help you out . or not . and we could grab a drink instead . ❞ nudging him in the side slightly , cam careless enough to be easily distracted . @thrustfists
❝ what ? ❞ cam snarls , not quite the sound of a cornered animal but something of the sort covered with the weak attempt to try and stay cool .
rationally , he could force himself to think no one was staring . not because of that at least – not because they still saw the picture of him with that girl when they looked at him . but irrationality battled against that belief . pushed , pushed , pushed . . . and with this guy he certainly knew there was nothing but animosity between them . ❝ what now ?! ❞ @pclarcld
the room was spinning . fck , had it stopped spinning since that first night he and cubs had met up – back then a young friendship between two half grown boys , now two half grown adults who hadn’t broken their routine since they started . talk about stamina . cam had always seen his resilience in other things ( the gym , loving her , being a good son , a good student . . . or something ) but it appeared this was his true calling . it appeared that once tequila was served and hands of strangers on his body , only then he met his vocation – became the man that father now saw in him , despised and rejected . was there even a way back at this point . . .
❝ one more . let’s go . ❞ dumbly smiling , the blond gestures towards the bartender to serve cubs and him yet another round . ocean eyes glancing over to his mate , vision blurry but not blurry enough for him to forget what he was doing ( or who he was and what he sought here ) . ❝ talk to anyone you like yet ? club seems dead today . . . ❞ @cubsszbuska
( evan roderick + male + he/him ) ⸻ meet cameron huxley. the lawyer at glen ellen law is glen ellen's very own nepo baby, who has been in town for twenty eight years. while they are only twenty eight, they can be very tactless but if their friends mentioned them, you'd think they were more resilient. in a town where every one knows everyone, it's hard to keep a secret, but i think the killer knows that he [ ... ], and it's bound to get out sometime soon.