Carlos tapped his fork on his plate. He stared across the table at Cecil as he sipped at his coffee and typed something out on his phone, probably notes for his broadcast that night.
His mind wandered as he thought about Cecil's radio broadcast, how Cecil had beckoned him to the town in the first place, how he seemed to always know what was happening all around him at all times or at least when he was at the radio station.
Carlos ran his eyes down Cecil's arms to his tattoos taking them in thoughtfully. He hadn't visited Cecil at the station since their first initial meeting but had been toying with the idea for some time.
He had to figure out what exactly Cecil was. Personally he could care less if it turned out his boyfriend was some sentient blob creature but it was the scientist in him that was chomping at the bit to know.
"You're going to melt me under that scrutiny if you keep it up any longer Carlos darling." Cecil said blushing slightly as he spoke.
"How do you know things?" Carlos blurted out. He had long since become accustomed to not holding his tongue in Cecil's presence and simply accepted the fact that he became a blundering idiot.
"Well how do you know things? Study, figure things out, explore the world around you..." Cecil began but Carlos only shook his head.
"No, I mean with what happens in town. You know things as they are happening. You can see things on the outskirts of town, the traffic for example...how do you see all of it?" Carlos asked placing his fork down.
Cecil adverts his gaze towards the window before shrugging and smirking.
"I don't know. I just do. I see things, I hear things that when I was younger I couldn't make heads or tails of." Cecil stated. "When I became the voice of Nightvale it became clearer, almost as if the radio station could filter them for me and I could make sense of it all."
"You have a third eye Cecil." Carlos stated. Cecil seemed taken back somewhat.
"No I don't. Stop teasing me Carlos." He replied shaking his head slightly.
"You didn't know? I only saw it once, at the radio station, but it glowed like your other tattoos did and was the same color. It disappeared pretty quickly but it was there." Carlos interjected.
"I believe you. Guess that's how I know things, maybe that's what allows me to have foresight." Cecil replied.
"You've never seen it in a mirror or anything?" Carlos wondered. Cecil suddenly paled, his normally tanned face becoming almost translucent.
"I don't look in mirrors Carlos." He stated his voice becoming lodged in his throat. In an instant Carlos was next to Cecil with an arm around his shoulders. He looked like he was on the verge of passing out.
"Why not?" The scientist in him pressed onwards despite his growing concern for Cecil's sudden state.
"I don't know. I just don't." He whispered softly.
"Okay Cecil." Carlos replied kissing his forehead gently. "How about I take you into work tonight. I can wait for you if you like. Maybe we could just hang out later, watch something on Netflix."
"Oh Carlos! Absolutely! I would love that!" He enthused his color coming back considerably. "You are really just the best boyfriend ever!"
Carlos smiled at Cecil as he cuddled him in his arms.