fic: connection, part 2; coventant, calebtyler
Title: Connection, Part 2
Fandom/Pairing: The Covenant - Caleb/Tyler
Rating: PG
Summary: Tyler's gained confidence and it's really not helping Caleb's overthinking abilities this evening.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: So, there will be a part 3, because I'm just not into big long fics all at once :)
Part 1
It was nearly dinnertime when Tyler and Caleb started cleaning up the various textbooks and papers they had strewn across the table during their study session.
"Wanna grab something to eat?" Caleb asked; his heart beating slightly quicker than normal for no reason--the four of them always went out to eat, whether it be in groups or pairs.
"Why, Caleb, are you asking me out on a date?" Tyler batted his eyelashes in an exaggerated manner.
"NO," Caleb denied too quickly and too loudly, and he guessed he must have one hell of a face because Tyler starting laughing full heartedly. "I mean, uh, just dinner."
What happened to the cool, suave leader he had been just ten minutes ago?
Tyler rolled his eyes and stuffed his school stuff into his backpack. "Relax, Cay, Reid hasn't tainted me enough to start putting moves on every breathing thing."
"Right," Caleb chuckled and licked his lips, "I was just... yeah, let's just go."
"My car or yours?" Tyler's voice had a hint of laughter in it; the youngest was obviously finding Caleb's new-found self-consciousness amusing... and he had definitely been around Reid enough to know that he should exploit it. "Mine has more room for, you know..."
Caleb rolled his eyes--he caught that one. "Reid's a bad influence," he commented as he grabbed his car keys, "and it'll be easier if we take my car."
"Easier for you to have the upper hand and take advantage of me."
"Tyler," Caleb rolled his eyes, but he felt a tinge of pink finding its way to his cheeks, "your mouth is going to get you in trouble. These days, I'm not sure who's worse: you or Reid."
Tyler grinned and pushed Caleb towards the front door.
"Pushy, too? Ty, I think we're gunna have condition you back into a good boy," Caleb teased; he could do this; this was easy, being playful, teasing, joking. But if Tyler was going to keep making suggestions about other things, Caleb wasn't going to call his bluff and just go for it.
"Will this conditioning involve leather?"
"Tyler!"
A laugh is all Caleb got in response. He knew that Tyler had been coming out of his shell more, thanks to Reid, and a couple of girls who had taken notice in him, but it seemed like he took a great big leap rather than a small step in gaining confidence.
Right before they realized how cold it was outside, they reached Caleb's car and got in. The Mustang warmed up quickly after Caleb started it, and the two rode in comfortable silence for a bit before Caleb realized something.
"Uhh... where am I driving us to exactly?"
"I thought you knew all along and were gunna surprise me," Tyler chuckled, "wherever is fine to me."
"Well, do you wanna stop at Nicky's or go to Longhorn? Or there's always Burger King or something... or Applebee's. Lots of choices, Ty."
Tyler shrugged, "You know me. I don't really care."
Caleb actually didn't know; would Tyler think something of it if they went somewhere too fancy? If they went somewhere too casual, though, Caleb really wouldn't be able to do something without the risk of someone else seeing his potential failure... or success. What was he supposed to do... and why hadn't he ever thought of these stupid factors before?
"Caleb?"
Tyler's voice snapped Caleb out of his musings, and he turned his head to look at Tyler with wide eyes. "Yeah?"
"What's with you? You're acting weird today. It's not me, is it? I mean, I know Reid's told me I've changed, with, you know, talking more and joking and stuff... but I didn't get you mad, did I? I'm sorry if I did... I mean, I didn't mean to, but I thought you knew I was just joking... I'll stop if you want... yeah."
The ranting-unsure-questioning Tyler was something Caleb knew how to deal with, so he grinned and shook his head. "It's nothing, Ty, and it's definitely not you... I like you--" Caleb froze; oh Lord, he just said that... did Tyler take it that way? Did he just accidentally spill his guts and now everything was going to be awkward? Why did he have to have his little epiphany this particular night where he was going to be with Tyler for a good hour, probably more?
"Caleb!" Tyler's voice once again shook him out of his thoughts. "You look like a deer in headlights, and you're sort of pale... are you okay? Maybe you should go home..."
"No! I mean, no, uh, no, I'm fine. I'm just over-thinking... everything," Caleb explained and gave Tyler a bright smile. "But, yeah, food... how about take-out, and we go back to my place for dinner and a movie?"
Tyler shook his head in disbelief, but let it go. "Sounds like a date. That was a joke."
"I know, Tyler," Caleb rolled his eyes but couldn't help the small smile that came with the idea that this could possibly be a date.
Fandom/Pairing: The Covenant - Caleb/Tyler
Rating: PG
Summary: Tyler's gained confidence and it's really not helping Caleb's overthinking abilities this evening.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: So, there will be a part 3, because I'm just not into big long fics all at once :)
Part 1
It was nearly dinnertime when Tyler and Caleb started cleaning up the various textbooks and papers they had strewn across the table during their study session.
"Wanna grab something to eat?" Caleb asked; his heart beating slightly quicker than normal for no reason--the four of them always went out to eat, whether it be in groups or pairs.
"Why, Caleb, are you asking me out on a date?" Tyler batted his eyelashes in an exaggerated manner.
"NO," Caleb denied too quickly and too loudly, and he guessed he must have one hell of a face because Tyler starting laughing full heartedly. "I mean, uh, just dinner."
What happened to the cool, suave leader he had been just ten minutes ago?
Tyler rolled his eyes and stuffed his school stuff into his backpack. "Relax, Cay, Reid hasn't tainted me enough to start putting moves on every breathing thing."
"Right," Caleb chuckled and licked his lips, "I was just... yeah, let's just go."
"My car or yours?" Tyler's voice had a hint of laughter in it; the youngest was obviously finding Caleb's new-found self-consciousness amusing... and he had definitely been around Reid enough to know that he should exploit it. "Mine has more room for, you know..."
Caleb rolled his eyes--he caught that one. "Reid's a bad influence," he commented as he grabbed his car keys, "and it'll be easier if we take my car."
"Easier for you to have the upper hand and take advantage of me."
"Tyler," Caleb rolled his eyes, but he felt a tinge of pink finding its way to his cheeks, "your mouth is going to get you in trouble. These days, I'm not sure who's worse: you or Reid."
Tyler grinned and pushed Caleb towards the front door.
"Pushy, too? Ty, I think we're gunna have condition you back into a good boy," Caleb teased; he could do this; this was easy, being playful, teasing, joking. But if Tyler was going to keep making suggestions about other things, Caleb wasn't going to call his bluff and just go for it.
"Will this conditioning involve leather?"
"Tyler!"
A laugh is all Caleb got in response. He knew that Tyler had been coming out of his shell more, thanks to Reid, and a couple of girls who had taken notice in him, but it seemed like he took a great big leap rather than a small step in gaining confidence.
Right before they realized how cold it was outside, they reached Caleb's car and got in. The Mustang warmed up quickly after Caleb started it, and the two rode in comfortable silence for a bit before Caleb realized something.
"Uhh... where am I driving us to exactly?"
"I thought you knew all along and were gunna surprise me," Tyler chuckled, "wherever is fine to me."
"Well, do you wanna stop at Nicky's or go to Longhorn? Or there's always Burger King or something... or Applebee's. Lots of choices, Ty."
Tyler shrugged, "You know me. I don't really care."
Caleb actually didn't know; would Tyler think something of it if they went somewhere too fancy? If they went somewhere too casual, though, Caleb really wouldn't be able to do something without the risk of someone else seeing his potential failure... or success. What was he supposed to do... and why hadn't he ever thought of these stupid factors before?
"Caleb?"
Tyler's voice snapped Caleb out of his musings, and he turned his head to look at Tyler with wide eyes. "Yeah?"
"What's with you? You're acting weird today. It's not me, is it? I mean, I know Reid's told me I've changed, with, you know, talking more and joking and stuff... but I didn't get you mad, did I? I'm sorry if I did... I mean, I didn't mean to, but I thought you knew I was just joking... I'll stop if you want... yeah."
The ranting-unsure-questioning Tyler was something Caleb knew how to deal with, so he grinned and shook his head. "It's nothing, Ty, and it's definitely not you... I like you--" Caleb froze; oh Lord, he just said that... did Tyler take it that way? Did he just accidentally spill his guts and now everything was going to be awkward? Why did he have to have his little epiphany this particular night where he was going to be with Tyler for a good hour, probably more?
"Caleb!" Tyler's voice once again shook him out of his thoughts. "You look like a deer in headlights, and you're sort of pale... are you okay? Maybe you should go home..."
"No! I mean, no, uh, no, I'm fine. I'm just over-thinking... everything," Caleb explained and gave Tyler a bright smile. "But, yeah, food... how about take-out, and we go back to my place for dinner and a movie?"
Tyler shook his head in disbelief, but let it go. "Sounds like a date. That was a joke."
"I know, Tyler," Caleb rolled his eyes but couldn't help the small smile that came with the idea that this could possibly be a date.