Chapter : 21/?
Author : unpublicguy
Pairing : Cames with the mention of Sark and other pairings as the story progress
Cast : Cale Mills, James Walker, cupid!Mark, cupid! Darren, cupid!Sarah, cupid!Kris and others
Rating : NC-17
Warning : This is not beta'ed
Disclaimer : I do wish that I own each and everyone who involved in this story (especially Cale Mills) but sadly it's just my imaginary overdrive again.
Summary : Not everyone is lucky in their love department, at least not for James in general. Luckily he got some helps this time around.
A/N : Dear God, my beard started getting in the way *sigh*
What was the worst thing that could happen for skipping work?
James thought quietly, letting Cale took his hand as they walked on the street.
Cale took a quick glance to his friend, noticed that he hadn’t said a word after they left the building together.
“You’re pretty quiet.”
James blinked in surprised, “Just thinking.”
“Well Mr. Walker, may I trade a penny for whatever that you’re thinking right now?” Cale smiled quietly.
Looking at Cale, James flashed his small smiled, “If you say so.”
“Why? You don’t believe me?”
James chuckled, shook his head, “Why would someone want to give me money for my ridiculous thought?”
“Well, I prefer to have someone to talk to when I’m hanging out,” Cale smirked, “And you’re not being one.”
“You’re making no sense,” James grinned.
Watching James smiled, Cale felt his heart a little lighter.
That’s the guy that he knew all along.
A cheerful James.
“So are you going to tell me what’s on your mind?”
James sighed softly, “It’s nothing serious, just you and me and you’re holding my hand dragging me to go with you.”
Cale looked down to their hand, smirked widely.
“If I don’t do this, you’ll refuse to go with me.”
James scowled deeply, “Excuse me? I’m doing you a favour there. Aren’t you having meeting or work to attend?”
“James,” Cale frowned, “It’s Monday and you know me better than anyone how I feel about Monday.”
James felt his stomach tight a little to Cale’s word, his lips slowly flashed a small smiled.
Even though Cale might not meant the way he wanted to, it still felt nice to hear it.
“How long are you going to drag me around?” James asked quietly.
Cale pointed his finger toward the food stand that was a few meter from them.
“Do you see that stand?”
James nodded, “Yeah.”
“That’s where we are heading now.”
Mark looked at his friends, confused overwhelm in his heart.
He kept looking between Darren and Sebastian.
“Okay,” Mark frowned worriedly, “I’ll be honest here. I’m totally confused.”
“Don’t you get it?” Darren hissed angrily, “The fact that we always fail to trace Cale guardian is because-.”
“Because?” Mark asked curiously.
Darren sighed desperately, “It’s because he was with us all this time.”
He watched Sebastian carefully, “It’s you isn’t it? You’re Cale guardian?”
“You’re Cale guardian?” Mark hissed angrily.
“Guys,” Sebastian sighed, “You both know that’s not true.”
Closing their distance, Mark gritted his jaw tightly as his hand bawled into a fist.
“I’m going to ask you again and I want an honest answer. You’re Cale guardian, right?”
“No!” Sebastian exclaimed, “Why can’t you guys believe me?”
Mark closed his eyes briefly when his hand took Sebastian by the collar and pushed him toward the nearest wall.
Darren literally can hear people screamed, watching Mark and Sebastian hurled into their fight.
This was not good.
“Admit it!” Mark barked his anger.
“No!” Sebastian exclaimed.
“Guys!” Darren pulled Mark by the waist, separating him from Sebastian.
Sebastian sighed quietly, his eyes blinked watching Darren tried to calm Mark.
He noticed there were people already on their phone recording their banter.
Something bad will happen to all three of them, Sebastian knew it.
“I’ll be in the office when both of you are ready to hear my explanation,” Sebastian sighed softly, walking to the office.
He can feel every eye was on him, but he just couldn't care.
Sebastian secretly hoped that no one knew about the fight.
Even though his heart felt uneasy about the camera that been recording all that time.
“It tastes good, doesn’t it?”
James took another bite of his bread, quietly side glance at Cale.
A small smirked tugged on his lips when his eyes met Cale, who already looked at him.
“I thought you only know about take out.”
Cale sighed contently, “I just love trying new food every now and then. It’s not like I have any friend now.”
“But you’re friend with Zac?” James frowned curiously, “And your group from that night?”
“They not actually my friend,” Cale tore his gaze away, “They just my business client.”
“Well, I’m here if you want some company,” James smiled sadly.
He knew what it felt like to have no friend.
He didn’t have any friends until he met Sarah and Mark, and then Darren.
Now is Sebastian Smythe.
Cale looked at James curiously.
Did James just say companion?
“What?” James asked curiously as he met Cale’s question stare, “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“You just said companion-,” Cale stared awkwardly at his friend, “At me.”
James sighed softly, a small grinned formed on his lips.
“I mean hang out, like this. I didn’t mean to you know-"
Cale nodded tried to understand his friend, “Yeah. Why would I think like that?”
James smiled quietly, letting go the breath that he didn’t knew he had been holding on.
“I- I just love hanging out with you,” James stated softly, “It would be great if we can do this more often.”
To his surprised, Cale was chuckling to his word.
“What’s so funny about we’re hanging out together?” James pouted his bottom lips.
He literally just said what’s in his heart and Cale thought it’s funny?
“James,” Cale chuckled even more tried to hold from laughing too much, “You’re the one who being funny here.”
James gasped shockingly. How dare you Cale Mills?
“Well thank you Cale,” James hissed angrily, “Next time I will not say any words to you or with you.”
“You don’t get it, don’t you?” Cale lowered down his laugh.
James kept his lips pouted when their eyes met.
Cale tentatively brought his hand, wiping the stained mustard at the corner of James lips.
They blinked at each other, letting the quietness surround them.
James felt his heart stopped.
He tried to breathe again but he forgot.
All he knew was he felt a spark running through his vein when he felt Cale’s hand on his face.
Cale knew he caught James off his guard but he just can’t stop laughing if he didn’t wipe the stained away.
Licking his lips nervously, Cale suddenly felt electricity shocked his body when James put his hand on him.
He can feel the soft touch of that hand.
The same feeling when James touched his face for the first time that night.
Clearing his throat, Cale broke their eyes to the view in front of him.
“There. I already help you clean it up.”
“T-thank you,” James stuttered softly.
Cale took a deep breathe, tried to ignore the spark that felt from James.
He had a feeling that James might blushing from the touch.
“Dear god, please don’t blushed,” Cale whispered in his heart.
He carefully averted his eyes back to his friend and he saw what he just thought a few second ago.
James was finishing his bread quietly.
Even though he tried to hide his face from the coat, Cale still can see the faint blushed behind the collar.
“You’re cute,” Cale whispered softly.
“What?” James asked curiously.
He thought he heard someone was whispering.
That’s why he put his eyes on Cale.
And yet he found Cale had been staring at him again, caught him off guard.
“What?” Cale replied quietly.
He acted like nothing was happening and he knew James didn’t hear anything.
Or at least he was hoping that.
“You said something,” James watched his friend carefully, tried to catch if he missed anything.
“I don’t think I can finish my bread,” Cale sighed, his eyes locked on James, silently prayed in his heart that James would buy it.
“Oh,” James frowned, “I can eat it for you.”
“You’re sure that you’re not mind?” Cale asked curiously.
He felt his heart was beating loudly.
He never shared his food with anyone.
“Only if you want to,” James smiled warmly, “It would be a waste to toss it away.”
Cale stared at James briefly, his lips grinned a bit.
“Come on. Let’s go take a walk around the city.”
James watched Cale confuzzeld as his friend quietly on his feet again.
“But you’re haven’t finish eating your bread.”
Cale grinned warmly, “Aren’t you say that you will finish it for me?”