twenty-five ➢ private + spam

[patheticvillain]

private } chris

Hey.

private } vesper

sorry i scared you

spam } open. eeeeesh.

[Cassel spends the weekend and the first couple of days after Elena's outed pretty much just hiding in his room. He'll open the door to some people right away, some after a little persuasion, and completely ignore others.]

[After that, he starts picking up his shifts in the gym again, although he tends not to do much looking people in the eye. He can also be found scuttling away from social interaction in the dining hall.]

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[spam]

[myironeyes]

[He'd - known, on some level, that he was leaving himself open to that, but he had simply been doing his best not to think about it, and vaguely hoping that Cassel wouldn't notice. He's not comfortable thinking about what he deserves at all, really, but he also can't say no.]

Brat.

[It's warm, with the sort of entirely fond sigh he usually reserves for Kelsier and then only when Kel isn't around to hear it.]

I'll try to - let myself. More.

[It's as much as he can offer.]

[spam]

[patheticvillain]

[He likes being a brat. He's very much okay with it. You only call someone a brat if you like them, or else what would be the point? His smile is wide now, and he shoves his hands in his pockets.]

I know I am. But people seem to like me that way.

It's good enough for now.