[ he doesn't remember what day it is, but Cater's probably right. Though, Kalim looks at him and is instantly relieved-- cater he trusts, and loves, so it's not as terrifying as the prospect of trying to branch out.
He nods slowly, though, because while he isn't surprised by the offer, he still feels a little embarrassed just needing it as often as he feels like he does. ]
Yeah...! I would've completely forgot if you didn't bring it up... Thank you so much for helping me!
That's what friends are for, right? We've all got things we need help with--I know you'd have my back if it were me.
[Not that Cater ever needed help with quota, of all things. But something else. He knew Kalim well enough to know that if Cater asked him for anything, he'd agree without even knowing what was needed of him. Expression softening, his hand slides down from where it was on Kalim's arm until reaching his hand, instead.]
[ that seems to catch him off guard, but at the same time, there is the slightest blush to his cheeks. Maybe he shouldn’t, but Kalim still places some importance on these things. Quota is one thing… fun is another.
And so the surprise quickly fades to a bright smile, and his fingers catch Cater’s much more firmly as he turns towards him. ]
It’s always a lot of fun when we do it! I like it a lot…
[ but he knows the right place to go, at least in his mind. Up to the bed he and Lilia share. ]
[Every one of his partners, not counting the people who paid him for his time, had something that set them apart. Kalim...fun was a good way of putting it. Soft and easy. Cater still felt like he had to be careful with him, like if he wasn't careful he'd be responsible for some kind of irreversible harm in someone he genuinely felt deserved nothing but good in his life.
In this case, though, no amount of caution outweighed necessity. So, as they head toward the bedroom, Cater's once again thinking about what might or might not be within Kalim's comfort zone.]
[ He thinks about this-- he's done a lot more than he ever thought, but thinking of an answer to that question was hard. He turns and smiles at Cater as he opens the bedroom door to the bedroom and and Lilia share--
and sure enough, it's obvious they do when the door is open by the semi controlled chaos. There isn't a ton of order here, between the collection they're both amassing, Kalim with music (his drumsticks rest on the dresser, and there are a pile of cds that he's managed to get from some of the street musicians, and a few instruments), and Lilia with gaming and odds and ends that tickle his fancy, as well as his bass tucked next to his gaming pc.
this is nothing to say of the definite signs of kalim not being good at putting away his clothes.
anyway, Kalim doesn't think of it as being delicate of either of their feelings, and maybe it shows, ]
I've tried a lot of things now!! I didn't really like being tied up, but a lot of other things are fun! What about you?? You never told me what sort of things you like.
[Oh, it's almost painful. Not like Cater's never been in here, before, but...oof, man. If Riddle was still living here, he wouldn't have stood for this kind of disorder. Heartslabyul kept a tight ship--and Cater was so used to being upended that he simply tended to keep things easy to pack up again on principle. Fortunately, he's still enough of a young man that he's not going to call anyone else out on their lack of organization.
You do you, fellow Pop Music Clubbers!]
Me...? Well, IDK, I kinda just like a little bit of everything.
[It had more-or-less become his job to like everything, after all. He'll at least, admit:]
I'm not a big fan of being tied up either anymore, so we can both knock that one off our to-do list. Aside from that, though, I have fun as long as my partner is.
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He nods slowly, though, because while he isn't surprised by the offer, he still feels a little embarrassed just needing it as often as he feels like he does. ]
Yeah...! I would've completely forgot if you didn't bring it up... Thank you so much for helping me!
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[Not that Cater ever needed help with quota, of all things. But something else. He knew Kalim well enough to know that if Cater asked him for anything, he'd agree without even knowing what was needed of him. Expression softening, his hand slides down from where it was on Kalim's arm until reaching his hand, instead.]
I'm happy to do this with you, quota or not.
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[ that seems to catch him off guard, but at the same time, there is the slightest blush to his cheeks. Maybe he shouldn’t, but Kalim still places some importance on these things. Quota is one thing… fun is another.
And so the surprise quickly fades to a bright smile, and his fingers catch Cater’s much more firmly as he turns towards him. ]
It’s always a lot of fun when we do it! I like it a lot…
[ but he knows the right place to go, at least in his mind. Up to the bed he and Lilia share. ]
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[Every one of his partners, not counting the people who paid him for his time, had something that set them apart. Kalim...fun was a good way of putting it. Soft and easy. Cater still felt like he had to be careful with him, like if he wasn't careful he'd be responsible for some kind of irreversible harm in someone he genuinely felt deserved nothing but good in his life.
In this case, though, no amount of caution outweighed necessity. So, as they head toward the bedroom, Cater's once again thinking about what might or might not be within Kalim's comfort zone.]
Is there anything you're in the mood for?
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and sure enough, it's obvious they do when the door is open by the semi controlled chaos. There isn't a ton of order here, between the collection they're both amassing, Kalim with music (his drumsticks rest on the dresser, and there are a pile of cds that he's managed to get from some of the street musicians, and a few instruments), and Lilia with gaming and odds and ends that tickle his fancy, as well as his bass tucked next to his gaming pc.
this is nothing to say of the definite signs of kalim not being good at putting away his clothes.
anyway, Kalim doesn't think of it as being delicate of either of their feelings, and maybe it shows, ]
I've tried a lot of things now!! I didn't really like being tied up, but a lot of other things are fun! What about you?? You never told me what sort of things you like.
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You do you, fellow Pop Music Clubbers!]
Me...? Well, IDK, I kinda just like a little bit of everything.
[It had more-or-less become his job to like everything, after all. He'll at least, admit:]
I'm not a big fan of being tied up either anymore, so we can both knock that one off our to-do list. Aside from that, though, I have fun as long as my partner is.