Drabbles
Title: Everything and More
Pairing: Krale
Rating: PG
Summary: for the drabble challenge. Not real and kind of written on the fly
If eyes were windows to the soul, then Kris Allen should have been glowing. At least Cale thought so. In all the years he had known Kris, he could never find something he had done that could even be construed as wrong. Sure, Kris made mistakes, but one look into his eyes and all was forgiven.
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The first time Cale heard Kris sing, he couldn't breathe. It wasn't the power, or even the clarity. It was the way Kris put every piece of himself inside the sound, the way Kris lived the music. So when Kris asked him to audition for his band, there was no answer but yes for Cale, because even to be a part of that was something special.
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Kris was a hugger. Cale didn't mind, because it was Kris but lately, Kris had been snuggling in closer, and Cale could sear he could smell Kris's hair even when he wasn't there. It got to a point where Cale craved that smell, the mixture of shampoo and gel and seat and Kris.
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When Kris finally kissed him, it was nothing and everything Cale imagined. It was strangely familiar, the taste of Kris on his tongue, as if he had been eating spaghetti his whole life, but had never actually tasted it before. Cale laughed at the thought and Kris quirked an eyebrow. Cale shrugged. It should have felt strange, but it was just right.
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Their hands matched in a way, the assurance of movement, the calluses of their hands made in the same way, so the feeling of strange familiarity spread through Cale as Kris's hand slipped into his pants. But it was Kris's hand and it cupped Cale, stroking gently, and Cale bit back a moan, his hands digging into Kris's shoulders. Then Kris's hand squeezed gently and Cale came undone, his eyes locked with Kris's, his eyes dark, the light still shining brightly around him.