oddball

“that’s like, totally fucked up.” kaia’s sun kissed nose scrunched in displeasure as she held her phone to her ear, ignoring most other passerbyers. “mom, i’m not…no!” she exclaimed before clearly hanging up out of pure frustration. her blood boiled as it made it’s way through her veins causing her to feel heat around her, “sorry,” she huffed, her arms crossing across her chest. “can you believe my mom is trying to make me leave school because of mr. polaroid man?” her eyes fluttered in annoyance. 

his eyes lifted from where they were seemingly focused on the textbook in front of him. seemingly because he had been looking at the textbook but in reality his mind was thinking about the murder attempts that had happened recently. he processed what she’d said and raised his eyebrows, “seems like she just wants to protect you,” he pointed out with a shrug, “but i can see how annoying that would be.”

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❝ All press is good press, ❞ his father once said when his company was in the papers for potentially employing guerilla death squads. Though that kinda’ thing you can get away from with the right PR people and a few happy accidents. Having the school’s premier source of gossip label you as a potentially murderer however? much harder to get out of. That’s not to say he wasn’t excited to have his name on everyone’s lips, he just wished it was regarding something entirely different. 

Walking around in a disguise didn’t really help his whole ❛ innocence ❜ thing but after a few days, the stares were getting scary. He’d walk into a room and it’d fall silent. So he’s resorted to the good ‘ole Marvel disguise of a baseball cap and shades. Head down averting his gaze from everyone, he plops into the seat opposite of his companion. ❝ It feels like the fucking children of the corn out here, fuck me. ❞ he mutters knocking the brim of his hat up a little. ❝ You know I’m not actually a killer right? ❞ he leans in and says with a stage whisper— just in case his companion had any doubts.

it was a rare sight- oddball was at his computer and was focused on his assignment. to be fair he was currently medicated and was actually interested in the subject matter. he was reading up about a new (to him) programming language and it had piqued his curiosity, making the assignment so much easier. in his own little world, he didn’t even realize soup had sat next to him until he heard the man speak, looking up he took in his outfit, “what are you undercover captain america?” he paused the video he’d been watching and looked back to soup, “i mean, we don’t know who the killer is...” he paused and smiled, “but if it makes you feel better, no i don’t think it’s you.”

Drew is broken down to nothing when Percy is around; it’s almost embarrassing. “I think you like this greeting… Knowing how bad I want you, how much I think of you, all day long…” His tone is teasing., but his words hold truth; he’s always on Drew’s mind. Damn Percy, wedging his way into his thoughts. Not that he minds, though, but he does like to tease. As the two of them got settled on his bed, Drew’s hands found his way tightly around Percy’s waist, pulling him the rest of the way on top of him. “It was fine. Better now that you’re here.” He whispered, kissing his way down Percy’s neck, “I missed you.” He admitted softly, lips finding Percy’s earlobe and sucking gently. “And I want you.”

the blush that crept across his face was something that he couldn’t control. the idea of drew thinking about him at all hours of the day, made percy inexplicably happy. drew just knew exactly what to say to him to get a reaction out of him, he didn’t mind at all though, he knew the other liked seeing his reactions. his body went lax as drew’s hands tightened on his waist and his mouth traced it’s way up and down his neck. “i missed you so much,” he said softly, his hand finding it’s way into the man’s hair. drew spoke, and a shiver made it’s way down percy’s spine, “i’m yours, you know that.”

“We? Us? Pass,” Not only was Ines not particularly fond of the idea of moving into a castle in the middle of nowhere, she was most certainly not interested in doing it with Percy, whatever his last name was or any of his kooky pals. Despite her unwavering position on the matter, however, she couldn’t help but bite, joining in on the conversation when Oddball continued, “It would be ridiculously hard,” she objected, “Firstly, how many of you and your buddies know Italian? Cos I’ll bet the people out by wherever your castle is don’t speak english. Secondly, renovating anything is hard- let alone finding the tools and materials and like- the people who are experts in doing that shit for an archaic building, not just some bungalow in the suburbs. Think about what happened to the Amityville Horror House people- they were so in over their heads with renovation costs they literally had to run away from it and say it was full of ghosts. Good luck trying to pull that one off in 2020,”

if he was being honest, he hadn’t expected such a well thought out rebuttal to his ramblings. eyes wide, his mind raced as he tried to make sense of the things she had said. if he was thinking rationally he of course knew that it would probably be hard, but the points that she brought up were actually pretty important points to be made. “ i don’t know,” he paused to run his hand through his hair, “i hadn’t actually thought about the logistics of actually doing it, i just thought it would be a fun idea.” he said with a grin, not dissuaded from his idea. “ like imagine, not us necessarily, but a group of friends in a castle together, just having fun, and making memories.” he stopped, finally processing her last statement and looked at the girl, “did you just say that you don’t believe in ghosts?” he asked appalled.

Drew couldn’t help but chuckle slightly at Percy, eyes lustfully scanning his torso and abdomen. “Isn’t this usually how it goes with me? Before the soft stuff, of course.” He teased. Drew was usually the dominant type, but Percy often spoke such sweet nothings that he was broken down entirely. His orbs locked with the other’s and he smiled warmly, hands loosely roaming at Percy’s hips and sides. He kissed them back softly before huffing teasingly, rolling his eyes and shooting him a playful glance. “I guess.” He joked with a grin, hand intertwining with his before he walked them over towards his bed. “I’m joking. Of course.” He grinned, laying back on the bed and opening his arms up for Percy to join him. “Come here.” Drew beckoned softly.

oddball felt himself blush at the question, “ just because it’s how it normally goes, doesn’t mean that it’s not a surprise to get pinned against a door as a greeting.” they two of them were something when they were together. they were rough, leaving bruises and scratches, or they were soft, gentle kisses and loving whispers. that’s what made them.. well them. he couldn’t help the soft sigh that left his mouth as he felt drew’s hands against his skin, letting himself be led to the bed and watching the other make himself comfortable he knew he was happier in this moment than he had been in a while. following drew’s lead he laid down close enough that he was almost completely on top of him, “how was your day handsome?”

       *! giselle blinks, letting silence hang between them for a few seconds. she was trying to formulate a proper response but there was something about the way his brain was wired - it astonished her every time they spoke. “i mean … a castle in italy doesn’t sound awful BUT castle restoration sounds like a hefty project.” she had no idea if she was correct but it SEEMED like she was. “do you think people would actually want to move to a castle in italy together ? it’s giving me upscale commune vibes.”

he could feel the smile on his face grow at her look of confusion, it wasn’t so much as that he enjoyed confusing people, more that the confusion he sometimes caused fueled his chaotic energy, “ i mean, yes- theoretically it might be hard because of the logistics, i just think it’d be fun,” he shrugged. he thought for a moment about her question, “ i’m sure i could find AT LEAST five people who would be down..” he trailed off, thinking of the mischief that could happen if a group of them got together in a castle. with a shake of his head he continued, “upscale commune is truly the vibe.”

“oh fuck…” the ginger breathed out, quickly ducking behind a tree before a desperate gaze falls onto the person beside him, “hey! so like…my asshole of an ex-boyfriend is here. think we can pretend we’re dating for a few minutes? i wanna make the son of a bitch jealous.”

oddball had been looking at his phone when he heard the voice beside him. he looked up at the man before his brain processed the question, “oh.. um of course.” he said with a smile and a nod. he’d definitely been in the other’s position before and knew the feeling. he grabbed the man’s hand and leaned in with a smile on his face and whispered in his ear, “so you got a name or should i just call you handsome?”

clara blinked, clearly unsure whether or not there was a punchline coming, and clicked the door of the laundry machine shut with a satisfying click. it was still silent as she selected her spin cycle and leant back against the wall. “i think the only thing that could make our time at this college MORE like a literal horror film is moving all of the action to a probably haunted european castle, right?” she crossed her arms and slouched slightly. “are you trying to manifest some extra murders or something?”

if he was being honest, he hadn’t even considered the fact that there were literally people that had been killed or rather, one person had been killed, and another had been almost killed. “oh, you right, murders--” he paused his legs swinging from his position atop the machine adjacent to the one she was using. “i don’t know, i just don’t think the murderer will follow us if we leave holloway, that just seems like a lot of work for a murderer.” 

❛   i   already   have   one.   ❜   benny   admitted,   offering   oddball   an   apologetic   smile.   ❛   it’s   not   like,   a   huge   castle   but   it’s   in   the   italy   countryside   and   it’s   real   nice.   maybe   instead   of   having   to   renovate   a   whole   ass   castle,   you   can   come   with   me   there   for   spring   break.   we   could   get   a   group   of   like—   fifteen   of   us,   maybe,   and   cause   chaos.   ❜

“holy shit   ” he paused his eyes wide, “i totally forget your family is loaded” his smile growing at the idea of a group trip to italy; the chaos that would be had if a group of them went to benny’s castle and partied at all hours of the night.  “benny, oh my god, we should do that this year ! ” his entire body beginning to bounce in excitement.

Things between and Percy–he refused to call him Oddball–were complicated to say the least. Drew considered himself straight- well, mostly… maybe ‘hetero flexible’ or ‘sexually fluid’ were better labels, but he didn’t care much for those anyway. He liked sex, was that a crime? And he liked intimacy, love, and flirtation- all harmless things, no matter the gender or orientation. So maybe that’s where him and Percy fell; somewhere in the middle. The grey area, not that he minded much. He wasn’t for PDA, no matter who the partner was, so he was happy to share this special thing with them, whatever it was. It was theirs, and no one else’s. His roommate was out for the night, meaning Drew could host and as he heard Percy at the door, he quickly scurried to let him in. “Oh, shut up.” He shook his head, pulling him inside and closing the door behind him before pinning Percy against the wall, teasingly of course. “You know I’m only gay for you; don’t let that go to your head, though.”

oddball smiled as his... well if he was being honest he didn’t know what drew was to him, they were best friends, but they were also so much more, opened the door. he began to walk in, before he was roughly pulled in and suddenly pinned against the door. “oh is this how this is gonna go?” he asked with a tone of challenging. his eyes trailed down drew before coming back up to meet his eyes, “oh andrew, you know it already has gone to my head.” oddball leaned up slightly so that they were at the same height before pressing a kiss to the other’s lips, “hi, can we cuddle now?” he asked as he pulled away.

Sam nodded enthusiastically. For as cold and unfeeling as he could come across, he certainly had a lot of feelings when it came to small, defenseless animals. Cats in particular. Cats got a bad rap for being assholes, and he could relate, even if it was by design. He walked a little slower, tilting his head and finally kneeling down in front of the bench so that the kitten wasn’t too spooked. Sam’s long arm reached down and grabbed the small gray and white cat and frowned. “She looks starving. Maybe… six weeks old or something? She’s had to survive somehow, but we can’t risk it. Pretty sure we’ve got a can of tuna nobody’s eating, and like… I dunno… Milk or something. If she stays out here for too much longer, she’s gonna die, so we have to take her in. Pretty sure it’s our civic duty or something. Just while we find her a home, like you said.” The kitten mewled, wriggling in Sam’s hold for a moment until he cradled her close as he stepped closer to Oddball. “Okay, how should we sneak her in?”

oddball watched as the other picked up the defenseless kitten. he began bouncing slightly in excitement, “she’s so cute,” he paused his bouncing, “we could call her shadow, or dusty, or sage, or storm.” he spoke quickly, mind racing with more names that could work for the little gray kitten. he immediately stopped when sam brought up the fact that they would, indeed, have to sneak the kitten into decker house. reaching out he let the kitten smell his hand before continuing to pet her head gently, “i mean she’s pretty small, i can put her in my hoodie pocket, and it won’t look super weird, especially if i have my hands in the pocket too,” he spoke softly his eyes trained on the kitten. 

This was sounding like one of those shower thoughts that could’ve easily been washed down the drain with some old spice two-in-one body wash had Ethan made it. “I have a feeling that restoring a castle is probably a costly project,” Ethan argued. “And from what I’ve seen on 90 Day Fiance it seems like it’s pretty hard to move to any country and live there if you aren’t marrying someone.”

“it does sound costly right? but it’s not, because the restorations could just be something like ‘ we’ll replace the stone walkway ’ or ‘ we’ll clean up the land the castle is on. ’ ”  he was speaking faster now, his brain going 100 miles per hour thinking of his frankly genius idea “ come on ethan, you have to admit it’s a fun idea.” his face broke into a smile, “i’m sorry did you just make a 90 day fiancé reference? but also we wait until after graduation, get jobs in europe, so we have a work visa, and then CASTLE.”