[Closed] Breaking through the shell

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole quietted instantly. Something indreased the rate of his heart and he felt as self conscious as ever, stared down at his milkshake. "Hi..." He murmured, almost too soft to hear as he glanced at the other teen sheepishly, green, brown-flecked gaze fixing back on the table again.

Just one new person and he was closing up. It was a wonder August had ever gotten him to talk as much as he had already.

[sebastian marque manneville]

"Why's everyone do that? I'm not like August. I don't bite." He said, laying his head on the table. He looked over at the boy, squinting his eyes.

"I dunno. It could be the large quantities of sexy you emit when you walk past? You could silence a room." August said cooly from the seat beside him and Sebastian flicked the cherry stem at him. "You coulda at least tied it!"

"I do nothing for you." He said with a laugh, taking a sip of his shake. He looked back at the boy, swishing the melting shake back and forth in his mouth.

"Vampire got your tongue?" He asked, and August elbowed him in the ribs.

"He doesn't talk."

"I KNOW THIS ONE!" He said. "He's a turtle." August snorted, milkshake coming out of his nose. Sebastian smiled, his eyes never leaving the boy.

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole shifted his weight in discomfort at their antics. "No," He mumbled at the last words the guy uttered. He played with his straw some, took another sip and glanced towards August in desperate confusion before looking away.

He had no clue what to say, fidgetted instead, itching to do something as a distraction.

[sebastian marque manneville]

Sebastian looked over at him, chewing on his lip, an act that would normally be nonchalant had anyone else done it, but looked incredibly sexy when he did it.

"I'm sorry. You aren't a turtle. I've never seen a turtle quite as cute. Although, turtles are adorable to begin with." He looked over at August for help, but he just got up and walked to the bathroom, leaving Sebastian to look about the boy.

"You go to school here? Or August has made it a habit of kidnapping boys?" He asked, leaning back in his chair, figuring one of the remarks would get his attention. He thought for a minute, then laid his head down on the table, looking over at the boy. "Is it that you can't understand me? My French accent is too.. there?"

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole glared dagers at August's back when he left. Not fair...
He debated on getting up and finding a place to hide, settled with keeping his eyes trained on the table. "I..go to school here..." He murmured softly, shook his head at the question about his accent. "I like it.." He admitted, voice still hushed though he took another chance and peered up at him some more, a bit longer this time.

He sat on his hands some as he became aware of the insistant need to move them in order to calm his nerves.

[sebastian marque manneville]

Baz smiled, looking at the boy as he looked at him. "I'm glad you like it. You have a nice voice. You should use it more. It's really smooth." He smiled again, laying his head on his arm. He looked over at the boy, his grey eyes bright and happy.

"Nice eyes, too." He thought with a smile. 'But we loved with a love that was more than love.' He thought, then wondered where that had come from. His eyes darkened, thinking back to dreams of a dark room smelling of ink and papers, but mostly alcohol. Lots and lots of alcohol. He felt August's hand on his shoulder and snapped back to reality.

"I said your whipped cream is going to melt, Baz." He said, handing him a spoon. 'I don't like whipped cream.' He thought for a moment, then his head cleared.

"Go get me another one." He said, and August walked off, grabbing him another spoon. Baz handed it to the boy. "Gonna help me finish this?"

[cole manaj gryffon]

"Thanks," Cole whispered, looking up as August returned, then back at the other, seemingly distracted boy. He tapped his fingers beneath him, then freed his hand, playing with the pocket of his jeans.

Looking up quietly as Sebatian spoke again, he only worked his jaw in discomfort, glancing around the place before drawing his legs up onto the bench seat, toes hanging off, knees held against his chest with a loose arm.

[sebastian marque manneville]

Sebastian watched the boy, and simply took it as the boy didn't care to be around him. He pulled his shake back to himself, starting to scoop off the melting whipped cream. He took a bite of it and his stomach turned in disgust. He couldn't figure out why, but it did.

"So, my father sent me a letter in the mail today." He said, more talking to August than the silent boy. "He said my sister had pneumonia for a while, just got out the hospital. So I'm thinking about mailing her a Teddy."

"Yeah.. That would be nice. Ember has a dress in the back of my car." He stood up, grabbing his shake. "But I gotta get him home so.."

"Okay. G'Bye August, Cole." He said, his eye never leaving the shake. He heard them leave and leaned back in his chair.

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole listened curiously, lowering his gaze in shame that he couldn't bring himself to speak. This guy was so...drawing, interesting. But he couldn't.

Biting his lip at August's words he stood, tossing his own empty cup in the trash. Sebastian was staring at his milkshake and he paused, gazing down at him, fidgety as if he wanted to say something. But again her couldn't. "...Bye..." He murmured softly, turning to follow August out the door.

[august]

August wrapped an arm around the boy. He felt his pockets, then felt a tap on the shoulder. He took his phone from the boy with a smile, and watched him walk off. He slid into his car, playing with his iPod for a minute. He dropped his phone into the console.

"You like him? I think he's nice." He shrugged, starting the car. "Sometimes it's hard to understand him, though." He said with a laugh. "He came here to go to college."

He backed out of his parking space, getting on the main road. "So, where do you live, so I can drop you off."