Caine self-rp (feat. my oc)!!
okayyy so i roleplay caine in an active gone discord server, huzzah, and recently did a little self-rp of him and one of my ocs so here it is:3
for some understanding, theyre both 14, leonardo is another one of my ocs in that server who is also 14, and yes hayden is extremely short (4'11 at almost 15 years old)
Caine groaned loudly and sat up, he hadn't caught a lick of sleep in a few hours, his mind was working overtime and he wasn't sure why! It was ridiculous, everything was settled, including Drake's plans for the disloyal mutants, yet Caine was unable to sleep. For some moments he thought it might be guilt, having approved Drake's harmful idea, but after some thought he realized that wasn't it.
Caine didn't feel guilty at all for his decision, it made perfect sense, those who weren't useful to him would only cause harm. And anyway, in the full picture, he wasn't a bad guy! His takeover of town would help people as much as it would help him.
It wasn't purely ego that drove him, like everyone assumed.
Caine was an actually nice person who cared, big surprise! But whatever, everyone would ignore what really mattered, they were blinded by their jealousy of his power.
A sudden knock at his door startled him, Caine wouldn't admit it, but he actually aimed his palms outwards in fear it would be someone trying to catch him off guard.
"Caine?" a small voice called out.
Caine frowned, he didn't recognize this voice, and he had partly been hoping it would be Diana, but unfortunately it was a boy's voice.
He sighed and swung his legs over the side of the bed, he sighed quietly, realizing how badly he didn't want to get up. Then Caine remembered he didn't have to get up! Anything he could do with his hands, he could do with his mind.
The lock slowly clicked, and the doorknob spun, Caine's brows were furrowed, something this small was taking much more concentration than he thought. Another skill to practice, he noted.
"Come in." he called out, too tired to pull the door open.
Caine hated this feeling, tired but not sleepy, weak and exhuasted but unable to do the one thing that will energise him! It was like his own body was working against him.
The door was carefully pushed open, and on the other end stood a wimpy little kid named Hayden, holding a tray from the cafeteria. Hayden was Caine's age, just a month younger actually, but you wouldn't be able to see that judging by his general appearance.
Hayden was pathetic, Caine never viewed him any other way. Even his power didn't enhance his strength, if anything, it made him a weaker target. He was not Caine's most useful mutant, not by a long shot, but he stood out in his own way.
He was loyal to Caine, not his power.
Hayden's sickening infatuation with Caine had begun long before Caine even developed his powers, he would help Caine cheat on tests when necessary, and do his homework while expecting nothing more than a smile from Caine in exchange.
Caine wasn't stupid, for the most part he was a good student, he didn't like to cheat, but at the same time he didn't like to study until his brain was about to explode, so someone like Hayden was useful going into highschool.
Had Hayden been a girl, Caine might've tolerated him a little more, he was used to girls liking him, after all. But Hayden wasn't a girl, he was a very gay boy, and the way he looked at Caine made him nauesous.
"Hey- hi." he said, stepping into the room.
With a flick of his wrist, Caine shut the door behind Hayden, he didn't return his greeting, instead he simply asked a question.
Hayden stared at the door in awe for a few moments, then he looked back at Caine, a deep blush crept onto his expression.
"Well I- uh- um-" he took a shaky breath, then looked down at the tray, "I noticed you didn't leave your room all day, so I assumed you didn't eat, but you need to eat so-"
Caine shushed him, and Hayden obediently complied, looking down, probably worried that he spoke too much.
And he did, he always did.
"I get it, just put the tray on my desk and leave." he instructed.
Hayden's shoulders slumped, his head lowered even further, and he turned to Caine's desk and placed the tray on top of it. Caine stared at his back for a few moments, maybe a boring conversation was what he needed for a good night's rest.
"Hayden, right?" Caine asked.
Hayden perked up instantly when he heard his name, he let the tray drop and quickly turned to Caine, clearly excited to see that Caine knew his name, despite the fact that they'd known each other for two years now.
"Yeah!" Hayden exclaimed, "Did you wanna tell me something?"
Did he? Caine was starting to regret this, a little.
In a sense, he liked the way he was a celebrity to Hayden, not just a popular guy at school, but really someone unattainable.
Caine shrugged, he settled down on the bed, leaning back against the headboard and eyeing Hayden.
"Just figured we should talk, about town and stuff." he said, tone overly casual, "Your family owns an island, right?"
Of course, the only thing useful to Caine aside from Hayden's surprising intelligence when it came to science, was the fact that Hayden's family was about as rich as Caine's parents, and they were much closer too. He wasn't a bad contact to keep around.
Hayden quickly nodded, the rest of his body language was stiff, it was clear he didn't know what to do with himself.
"Yeah, a few boats too, to um- get to the island." Hayden replied.
"Mhm," Caine nodded, "Where's your family from, anyway?"
"I'm- We're Thai," he nervously licked his lips, "Uh, I've only ever lived here, though, I was just born there- but I moved here when-"
Caine shushed him again, and Hayden listened, it was fun seeing how fast he listened.
"I don't need to know the whole story," Caine said, "I was just curious, feels like I've known you so long, but I've only ever talked about myself."
It was intentional, Caine didn't care about Hayden, he'd spend whatever time he needed to with him just talking about himself, sharing stories, pretending to be friendly. There was no need to be friendly now, there was a clear power imbalance, Caine had everything, and Hayden had nothing.
Hayden wasn't the type to try to be overconfident, though, from what Caine had seen, he was actually quite aware of his weakness, probably why he was so jumpy, he was just too easy to beat up.
"I don't mind," Hayden quickly looked down, flustered, "I like talking to you."
Caine clenched his jaw, he glared at Hayden, but his expression went back to normal when the other looked up again.
"Yeah, we've been talking a lot more, with the club and all." Caine muttered, swallowing the build-up of saliva in his mouth.
Surely he wouldn't throw up just from talking to Hayden.
Hayden nodded, "Yeah.. must be so cool being the only four bar." he smiled.
Caine didn't return his smile, instead he stared at Hayden, narrowing his eyes for a few moments. Hayden was visibly uncomfortable with the attention, he began fiddling with the cuffs of his blazer.
"Did you have to get that specially made for your measurements?" Caine asked.
"Uh- no.." Hayden looked at the window, "I'm short for a fourteen year old, not short in general everyday life.."
"Is that not short in general everyday life?" Caine wondered, a little confused now.
"I-I mean-" Hayden took another shaky breath, "I mean I don't have dwarfism, or something, I'm just a short fifteen year old, not a full on-"
"I get it." Caine stated, "If that's not what you have, then why are you so short?"
Hayden was clearly more uncomfortable now, and Caine was surprisingly enjoying it, the lack of snark, the lack of.. whatever it was Drake did.
He was weak, mentally and physically, and it showed.
"Sports injury, and other stuff I'm not comfortable talking about.." he murmured, barely audible.
Caine glanced at the bed next to him, then he jerked his thumb at it, "Why don't you sit? You look awkward standing."
Hayden, for once, had not been fixated on Caine, and had assumed that he'd been offered a spot on Caine's own bed. He quickly made his way over, and sat by Caine's feet, Caine glared at him for a few moments, but didn't correct him.
"What's the other stuff?" Caine asked.
Hayden huffed quietly, still playing with the cuffs of his blazer when he spoke, "Just other stuff, related to.. aging, not just height."
"Hm," Caine nodded, "Yeah, that makes sense."
Hayden slowly looked at him, and just now did Caine notice his mismatched eyes. They were fascinating, one was a light brown, and the other was a dark green, it barely looked green with the lack of light in the room, but Caine could still see hints of olive.
"Did you just call me over to ask me about my height?" Hayden wondered, sounding hurt, "It's-it's fine if you did, I'm just curious."
"No, it's just like.. the elephant in the room, I had to get my curiousity out of the way." Caine responded.
Yeah, the very small elephant in the room. Hayden looked even smaller on his bed, probably due to the fact that his torso was much shorter than his legs.
Odd, he was very odd, and Caine was very tired, he had no filter, and he didn't need it around someone as insecure as Hayden.
"Do I look gay?" Caine suddenly asked, and Hayden practically flinched at the word.
"I-I- huh-?" Hayden asked, eyes wide.
"I mean, it's obvious you're gay, everyone knows, but me?" Caine frowned, "I thought I looked pretty straight. So then why would a gay guy like me?"
Hayden swallowed nervously, "What gay guy?"
Caine blinked at him, was Hayden so stupid he thought his crush wasn't obvious? Caine wished it wasn't obvious, but Hayden's awareness of his personality, mixed with his never-ending willingness to help Caine, and how he'd look at Caine when he thought he wasn't paying attention.. It was all so painfully obvious.
"Some guy, told me that he likes me," Caine replied, sitting up, "It was in private, thankfully, but it was still weird. Like I said, I thought I looked pretty straight, so why would a gay guy like me?"
"Well- uh- that's a loaded question," Hayden muttered, "I mean, gay guys don't really like exclusively other gay guys.. we just like- like, good looking guys."
"So am I a good looking guy?" Caine asked, already knowing the answer, but he wanted to see how Hayden would beat around the bush.
That was a lot more straightforward than he expected, the lack of hesitation from Hayden surprised him too. Caine did know he was good looking, but was he no-hesitation good looking?
He thought for a moment, "What about Leonardo? Is he good looking too?"
Hayden's nose scrunched in disgust, and he instantly shook his head, "He's too tall. And I don't like the red hair.. or-or any of him, really, it's all fake."
"Yeah," Caine smirked, "It is all fake, even that ridiculous accent, it's the only reason any girls like him, I don't get it- I mean, I don't get why anyone would like a guy in the first place, but with an accent that heavy? There's no way that's attractive. Just pompous more than anything."
Hayden grinned and nodded along, "It's totally fake, I've seen how he used to talk to his brothers, it's a lot more casual than whatever it is he's doing."
Caine was more than happy to continue slandering Leonardo, he was glad to finally have someone that disliked him, but the mention of brothers made him pause, and he frowned again.
Leonardo.. he had no brothers, he introduced himself as an onlychild during the beginning of the year ice breakers, he'd never brought up any brothers, and Caine - despite having no siblings of his own - knew very well that siblings weren't something you avoided bringing up.
Caine scooted closer to Hayden, and leaned forward, "Leonardo never mentioned any brothers."
Hayden's eyes widened, he stared at Caine, shocked not just at the sudden closeness, but clearly at the information he had so carelessly brought up.
Hayden quickly shook his head, "I meant his cousins- Zachary and James, they're so close in age I get confused somet-"
"Don't lie." Caine instructed, his dark eyes fixed on Hayden, "You said brothers, Leonardo says he has none, clearly you know something."
Hayden looked down, still shaking his head, "He'll kill me."
Kill? Murder at Coates? There were psychos around, but even someone as bad as Drake hadn't killed anyone.
"Leonardo? You think his overconfident self is gonna kill you?" Caine demanded.
"I don't think he will, I know he will!" Hayden snapped back, clearly on the verge of tears now.
Hayden suddenly undid the two top buttons of his shirt, Caine instinctively leaned away. He didn't expect the visible scars on Hayden's neck, scars caused by a hand, scars of suffocation. Caine stared for a few moments, completely silent, trying to process what was happening.
The dynamic between Hayden and Leonardo was clear much different than he had previously thought.
Hayden buttoned his shirt again, and made no effort to fix his blazer, instead he looked down and began fiddling with his fingers. His quiet sobs were the only sound in the room for a few more seconds, just until Caine gathered his thoughts.
"Leonardo did that? Why?"
Caine didn't care for Hayden, sure he was useful in specific situations, but overall he wasn't much, literally.
However, Leonardo being capable of enough rage to suffocate someone to the point of scarring, that wasn't something Caine expected, and he needed to get to the bottom of it, and he knew that Hayden was the only person capable of providing the answers he needed.
Right now, Caine would do anything for those answers.
Caine cautiously moved his hand closer to Hayden's thigh, not quite touching, but close enough that if Hayden placed his hand next to him, their hands would touch.
Hayden stared at Caine's hand for a few moments, then he spoke up.
"He-he was mad, I looked into his memories, somewhere I shouldn't have.. probably.." Hayden sniffled, "If I tell anyone, he'll really kill me."
Hayden's voice raised slightly with his last words, only to lower again into quite sobs as he looked away from Caine.
Caine's curiosity was eating at him, he suddenly felt no emotions, nothing other than the insatiable need to know more, to know everything about Leonardo.
"Was it about his brothers?" Caine wondered, "How many brothers does he have?"
Caine was starting to get impatient, he couldn't find sympathy in his heart for Hayden, all he cared about was getting the information out of him, even if he had to beat it out of him.
But no, Caine had to remind himself he wasn't an idiotic bully, if Hayden found such horrible information by just looking through memories, then clearly his power would be a lot more useful than Caine had initially thought.
He slid even closer to Hayden, now their knees were touching, Hayden flinched at the contact, and it seemed to snap him out of his self-pitying state.
"Tell me about his brothers." Caine instructed.
Hayden's lips remained shut, he was terrified of Leonardo, and clearly didn't view Caine as someone who would protect him. Which was partly true, if he were to protect this wimp, Caine would do so for his power, not his personality.
He leaned in closer to Hayden, with just his head now, their bodies remained the same distance apart, and Hayden's fidgeting with his clothes grew faster.
He looked scared, nervous too, but beneath all of it there was hope, and it was that hope Caine wanted to use.
"Are they older or younger than Leonardo?" he asked.
"Older, both of them, it's just two," Hayden spoke shakily, but coherently, "The eldest brother's dead."
Caine leaned closer, he could feel Hayden's fast breaths rushing past his cheek, could hear his heart pounding.
"He's insane, I've seen him, Mr. Willow- Leonardo's dad, he keeps him hidden from the public, it's like he-"
Caine shushed him, and Hayden's lips were sealed again.
He slowly leaned away, seperating them completely, even standing up just to distance himself from Hayden.
Silence lingered in the room, and Caine let it, he made his way over to the desk and stared at the tray of now stale food.
"Why would Leonardo wanna kill you for that?" he spat, turning to glare at Hayden, "You think you're fooling me?"
Hayden eyes were still wide, now with just fear, "What? What are you talking about?"
It was clear he was panicked and still trying not to raise his voice at Caine.
"Some dead brother, and a nutcase brother, that isn't fucking useful to me." he clenched his fists as he walked back to the bed.
Then Caine stopped in front of Hayden, "Tell me something that matters."
Hayden was barely able to control his tears, his entire body shivered madly, Caine could see it, and his lower lip quivered so badly he could barely concentrate on speaking.
Caine lift up one of his hands, and Hayden instantly flinched, he squirmed in place, scared of what was to come.
"His real name isn't Leonardo, it's Oliver, but if you look up Oliver Willow you get-"
"I can't look up anything, genius." Caine snarled, "Tell me something useful."
"But it is useful!" he wailed.
Caine grabbed Hayden's shirt collar and forced him up, harshly shaking the boy as he spoke, "Tell me something useful!"
It was unlike him, to grab physically, even before his telekinesis, Caine wasn't one for fights or physical confrontations, it had always been barbaric to him, intellectuals didn't need words to hurt.
Now he could understand why some bullies did this daily, he could understand why troubled people didn't want help, it was just too much power to give up.
To know that you were stronger and capable of hurting, to know the other person couldn't fight back.
Hayden's breathing was strained, he couldn't bring himself to look away from Caine's intense gaze, so he just stared in fear.
"H-he killed his brother, Leonardo- he- he set the fire." Hayden said.
It was not true, Hayden knew it, but Caine did not, he didn't need to know it, because the only person who knew the truth was Leonardo, and Caine wouldn't believe him.
Caine let go of Hayden, and the other plopped down onto the bed, most of his body limp from fear.
Hayden's horror didn't begin here, and it didn't end when he left.
"You think Leonardo will kill you too?" Caine quietly asked.
"I-I don't think, I know," Hayden nodded to himself, "I know, he told me."
"You'll move in with me," Caine stated, "Leonardo's arrogant, but not stupid, he wouldn't touch you if you were always with me, he knows I'm stronger."
Hayden nodded, about to thank Caine, but the other wasn't done speaking.
"In exchange I want you to look at his memories whenever you're within range, and I expect you to be within range all the time. You write down everything you see in a notebook, and then when I tell you to move things, you move them."
"I-I can only move small th-things.." Hayden murmured.
"I know. You'll move enough small things to drive him insane." Caine said, "I wanna know everything, Hayden, I wanna torment him right."
Hayden nodded again, and despite the shame he felt to admit it, there was part of him that was overjoyed to finally be useful to Caine Soren.
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