Pogue (like everyone) sometimes has one of those days. The kind where everything seems to be plotting against you and controlling the urge to Use physically hurts. The kind where he just wants to stay under a hot shower 'til he drowns. He hates those days, when it seems the Power is make his head burst and every little thing annoys him to no end. Sometimes those awful days start the night before, with horrifying nightmares and he seriously questions the logic of getting up the next morning.
But like every ill, there's a cure. The ingredients aren't very hard to come by. A warm fluffy bed, privacy, and Caleb.
Usually these days are so exhausting he just curls up in Caleb's large and impossibly warm arms and sleeps until all the badness melts away. Then when he's feeling up to it, he repays Caleb's kindness.
The bed is fairly necessary for that too.
Caleb knows him like no one can and loves him terribly. Not that Caleb doesn't love Reid and Tyler too, in his own way, but with Pogue it's...different, understandably. Pogue also loves Caleb differently, because sometimes Caleb has the shitty day and Pogue's the one doing the comforting.
And some days the day they've had isn't shitty, but they feel like entertaining each other anyway. Those days are the best. He and Caleb started what they have many years prior, and stopped for a while when Kate came along. At first, all seemed to go well, until Pogue felt a void where Caleb should be, and realized that he was just a trophy to Kate. He still cares for her in a way, and keeps seeing her for appearances.
But he's long since decided that he belongs to Caleb and Caleb alone. And Pogue also knows that he holds Caleb's heart, come what may. So on those awful, shitty, no good, terrible days he doesn't resort to booze or showers or tea. He has something better instead.
He has Caleb.