A Non-Dreary Rainy Day
Title: A Non-Dreary Rainy Day
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Caleb Danvers/Reid Garwin
Rating: T for kissing, and some sexual references.
Warnings: SLASH
Summary: Reid Garwin hated rainy days. However, THIS rainy day would be different.
Chapter 1
Caleb Danvers was hot. Everyday, this undeniable truth went through Reid Garwin's mind as he thought about Caleb. It was the first thought anybody would have. The man was very attractive. He was literally photoshopped and perfect and kind and ohmygodhissmile.
It had been just after another swim practice when everyone was in the locker rooms. Reid had just finished showering when Caleb had walked in. Water droplets slid down his abs as he shook his hair. Caleb smirked at Reid as he sauntered over to a shower stall. That was the first time IT had happened.
The second time had been at Nicky's. Reid swindled more chumps out of their money, and bought another beer. It had been another lucky day for the blonde. The light was low and everybody was dancing, except for Danvers. Reid walked over to tease him.
"Hey pretty boy, where's your girl?"
"She's right here!" Caleb grinned. What in the world did he mean? Caleb grabbed Reid's arm and pulled him in to dance. Surprised, Reid followed. Not wanting to look awkward, the both of them danced as if they were a natural couple. Reid even held Caleb's hand as he was pulled through a cheesy spin. In the middle of the song, Caleb's hand brushed up against Reid's hip and he felt it again. What in the world? Warmth pooled at the pit of his stomach, and Reid Garwin couldn't help grinning like an idiot.
That night, Reid relaxed in his bed at the dorms as he thought. It had happened twice, that warm feeling in the pit of his stomach, that unexplainable happiness. Butterflies, warmth, anxiety, excitement, arousement, this feeling could be attributed to so many things. All Reid knew was that whenever Caleb smiled at him, it felt as if the world had shrunk and nothing mattered except for the fact that they were alive and together. He wanted to be enveloped in this sensation.
All of the sudden, he realized. What the hell, he was such an idiot. That last thought had made it obvious. AROUSEMENT. He was turned on by one of his best friends, Caleb Danvers. His body, his smile, his good looks, Reid Garwin wanted all of him. He especially wanted it for himself. He smiled into the pillow as he wondered how Caleb might taste, if maybe he would be a good kisser? That would be pretty awesome.
In class the next morning, Reid came to another realization. One, that he was incredibly slow (why hadn't he realized this earlier!). Two, that liking men meant that he was gay. Three, that Caleb wouldn't exactly take well the fact that his best buddy wanted to rape him. Reid ignored the teacher as he considered all these new facts (not that he payed attention in class anyways). He had never actually bought the bullshit that gays were sinners and all that crap, though he had often called the other guys faggots on occasion (no offense to actual gay people). Out of all the people in the world, why did it have to be Caleb?
At noon, the guys always had lunch in the courtyard. On a good day, the sun would shine beautifully, and make the courtyard seem like a haven from the the classes that took place inside the ominous building. However, today was a rainy day. Fucking rainy days. Reid hated the cold and wetness. It always chilled to the bone and made you shiver pathetically. Instead of eating outside, everyone ate in the claustrophobic cafeteria. The guys picked a table towards the back of the small dining hall and started to chow down.
When Tyler was telling an incredibly ironic story about a horse and a mule, Reid failed to deliver the needed punchline. Tyler ended up delivering, but he looked over to Reid. The blonde hadn't touched his food, merely playing with it; he stared off into space, being quiet for the most part. Tyler nudged Reid with his elbow as Pogue and Caleb looked on, concerned as well for their best friend.
"Dude what the heck! You forgot to say the punchline!" Tyler admonished. Caleb nodded as Pogue added jokingly,
"What's wrong, some hot broad reject your offer? Must have been one smart girl!" Pogue started to laugh. Reid glared at Pogue, but chose not to reply to the bait.
"Bitch."
Nearly a week passed by, and Reid's new taciturn nature did not go unnoticed. Every woman, man, and dog knew that something was going on in the young man's life. Yet the jokes nor the threats from his friends could break Reid's spell. He was in cruise mode 24/7. One day, after the swim practice, Reid decided to high-tail it out of the locker rooms before Caleb had made it in. He even decided to walk to the dorms instead of the usual "hitch a ride" with a some poor sap. The cold air, dark sky, and wind did not make for a pleasant walk, but Reid was not in the mood for pleasantries. He wanted to wake up from this awkward dream. Wake up to find that no, he did not want, had never wanted, was NEVER in LOVE with his best friend. Half way there, the clouds dropped their load and it started raining heavily. Reid was possibly the most miserable man on the face of the planet when Caleb drove up in his Ford Mustang.
"Hey Reid! Need a ride?" Caleb said. It was really more of a statement than an offer. Reid hurried into the passenger seat of the car. He shivered horribly, and tried to strip off his outer jacket.