Chapter : 22/?
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.
“May I share with you a bad joke of mine?”
Cale smirked widely as he let out a soft laughed.
“I never thought that your lips taste awesome.”
“My lips?” Cale whimpered with wide eyes, “Taste awesome?”
James chuckled as his eyes caught Cale’s shock face.
“I knew you will make that funny face,” James replied, “I’m talking about the bread that you give me.”
Cale watched quietly when James showed the bread at his face.
Without a warning, he snatch the last bite of that bread, ate it quietly.
“Hey,” James exclaimed angrily, “Why would you do that for?”
Licking his finger deliciously, Cale giggled happily.
“Are you mad?”
“I was eating my bread, and you-,” James said with a little annoyance, “You took my last bite.”
“I want to taste my own lips too,” Cale barked his laughed, “And you’re right. It tastes awesome.”
James huffed lightly, pouting his bottom lips, “I can’t believe that you took a bad joke so seriously.”
Watching James pouted makes Cale giggled a little more.
He wanted to hug James and say his sorry for taking the joke way too far, but he reminded the spark that he felt when their skin touched each other.
Cale let out his deep breathe, wrapping his arms around his body.
“I’ll treat you with some coffee,” Cale piped up, “You must be exhausted from the walk and the bread.”
James frowned, “I guess.”
“You’ll change your mind once we are there,” Cale chuckled.
James gasped in awe, looking the scenery inside the coffee house.
It looked so stylish and elegant. Not to mention, he practically can smell the fresh coffee that might brewing somewhere inside that shop.
He had never been here before. Heck he didn’t even know that shop even existed in the middle of the city.
Cale smiled quietly watching his friend looking around the shop.
Why would James make that goofy face for?
For Cale, there was nothing interesting will catch his attention except their well-made coffee.
“Everything is 13 dollar and 55 cent,”The barista smiled warmly, her hand was typing something at the machine.
Cale took out a few dollars from his wallet, paid to the barista.
“Wait,” James muttered quietly, Cale looked at him frowning, “I haven’t order my coffee yet.”
“You already order yours, James,” Cale giggled softly.
“When?” James asked curiously.
Cale held out one of the coffee cup for him before he took his own coffee.
James quietly took the cup from Cale.
After he blew the hot streamed within the cup, James slowly took a sip of his drink.
“It tastes cappuccino,” James frowned.
He watched Cale smirked widely behind his own cup.
“You know my coffee order?”
Cale nodded, “Why wouldn’t I? You’re the one who bring my coffee to the table every morning.”
“Wow,” James blinked in shocked.
What else Cale knew about him?
“Let’s go to that table,” Cale led their way to the last table near the wall.
James took the chair that put him face to face with Cale.
After he sat comfortably, James continued sipping his coffee enjoying the steamed brew in his cup.
“I knew you’re thirsty,” Cale giggled softly.
He kept his giggle when his eyes met James’s glare.
The giggle caught James attention, and he knew it.
“I’m not,” James put his coffee down, looking outside the window to distract his attention.
He can feel Cale’s eye watching him behind his neck.
He will not prove to Cale that his theory was right.
Cale smirked grew even wider when James put his coffee down.
And it’s all because his snarky comment.
To be honest, he was enjoying the coffee and James in the same time.
Both are taste delicious for his throat.
He just didn’t expect that James would take offence to his words.
Licking his lips a little, Cale brought his cup and sipped his drink quietly.
“Mmmmm….it’s taste so good,” Cale remarked flirtatiously, his eyes glued to James reaction.
James sighed deeply, giving up to his own stubbornness when he felt his throat was dry.
“I knew I was right,” Cale barked his laughed. He kept sipping his coffee.
James sighed deeply, “I can’t believe I was losing to my own game.”
“It’s the coffee,” Cale giggled, “The taste is very addictive. I doubt you can stop yourself from tasting it.”
James scowled a bit earning more goofy laughed from Cale.
“Sebastian,” Darren muttered under his breathe, “Do you have time?”
Sebastian let out a deep sighed as he walked to the nearest chair and sat.
He looked at Darren and Mark quietly, laying his back to the chair.
“Look guys,” Sebastian whispered, “I don\t want to argue with either of you. We are a team.”
“We are a team?” Mark snarled, “And yet you’re sending James behind our back.”
“What’s so wrong about it?” Sebastian sighed, “I thought we want James to be happy with his life.”
“We want James feels happy Sebs,” Darren cut in, “But you don’t know anything about Cale.”
“Don’t make me laugh,” Sebastian snorted softly, “James is not a five years old boy.”
Mark gritted his jaw angrily, his hand bawling into a fist again.
“Is this how you handle your boy under your wing?”
Sebastian frowned, “I care about my boy, Mark but I’m not being the one who separate them apart.”
“If you really care about James,” Mark growl angrily, “You will go to me first instead going behind our back like this.”
Before Sebastian can answer to Mark, he had been brought face to face with Mark for the second time.
“Need I to remind you that James is my boy?” Mark exclaimed.
He held to Sebastian collar tightly.
Darren tried to yank Mark away from Sebastian but Mark put his foot down making it hard for Darren to do so.
Sebastian licks his lips quietly.
He might just have to prepare if Mark will swing his fist later, because he can feel it might happen soon.
“When will you realize that Cale and James are soulmate?”
“So you’re Cale’s guardian after all,” Mark stated firmly, “Say it!”
“No,” Sebastian sighed, “I’m not his guardian.”
“I don’t believe you!” Mark yelled out loud, “A friend of mine will not do what you do to me and Darren.”
“How do you even know Cale favorite sport team?” Darren hissed angrily.
“Because he’s a friend of mine!” Sebastian shouted angrily.
“What?” Darren gaped in shocked, so does Mark.
Mark slowly loose his grip on Sebastian’s collar as he let himself fall at the chair behind him.
This can’t be true.
“You’re kidding, right?” Darren tried to laugh, but his heart sunk.
Sebastian was shaking his head, “No, I’m sorry but I can’t hold my breath any longer.”
Mark cupped his face, sighed deeply. His mind tried to find the rational from everything that happened.
Darren let a deep breathe, tried to sorb Sebastian word.
He can’t believe that their boss will sent a traitor among their midst.
“Guys, hear me out,” Sebastian sighed as he tried to form his word nervously, “I know this is hard –“
“Hard?” Mark barked his anger, “You’re a traitor Sebs. I’m surprised I haven’t let you meet my fist.”
“If that’s what you want,” Sebastian closed his eyes tightly waiting patiently, “Just don’t hit my nose, if you’re want to be kind for a change.”
Darren looked up from his feet, watching Sebastian and Mark getting ready for their fight.
Deep inside his heart, Darren wanted to punch Sebastian face too. He felt betrayed.
Even though he didn’t have a long history with Sebastian, it’s totally opposite for Mark.
Mark had known Sebastian way before he became friend with Mark.
He knew Mark very well, the pain that stung in his heart from the stabbed by his own best friend.
“How is that even possible?” Darren whispered quietly.
“What?” Sebastian asked curiously, he kept his eyes closed.
“That you’re being friend with Cale?” Darren piped up curiously.
“Can we talk after I’m done hitting this bastard?” Mark hissed loudly, “The guy knew my fist is coming.”
Darren put his hand on Mark’s shoulder, shaking his head softly.
Mark averted his eyes to his friend.
His eyes met with Darren comforting gaze. Before he knew it, he felt his heart calm though he not sure how Darren did it.
“Thank you,” Darren whispered behind his friend ear.
Mark nodded his head and walked to his chair again.
Sebastian opened his eyes again, letting out his breathe that he held before.
Damn, he was lucky Darren were there with them.
“Tell us,” Darren sat next to Mark, his hand patted his friend back as comfort gesture, “If you want to be in this team, tell us the truth.”
Sebastian sighed calmly as he sat on the chair that facing his other two friends.
He knew his owe his pretty face from getting smashed by Mark.
“It’s all started when I first met five years old Cale.”