03-30-2020, 01:30 AM
Octane’s ears tilt back at the command to be quiet, and makes a mental note to follow. Octavio knows he is raw in every manner- he had no issue to lay his soul bare to another. If Michael were to ask him about his life story, how he ended up here, why he liked Caustic, what was the problem with his father, Octavio would tell him everything. He had no filter and the things he wouldn’t talk about were few and far between.
That is what Octavio considers to be intimate. That is what truly builds relationships. He is not interested in small talk, he wants the explanation behind Michael’s fucked eye and jewelry. Why did a bobcat have fucking jewelry?
The promise to hold his life in Caustic’s hands and the scientist to snuff it out over and over is intimacy to him. It’s fun and it’s the danger he wants. Edging ever so close to death and the release of his life from mortal chains means much more to him than any amount of kissing and hugging ever could. He lays himself bare to Caustic too, in this way. The scientist knows him inside and out, the tracing of his scars and the arrangement of his insides.
He knows, Caustic is capable of romantic love, but Octavio does not expect him to or want him to. He cannot tell Caustic that his heart flutters at the thought of him, because that is a fundamental lie. Caustic was dangerous, and Octavio was passionate about him for that.
So, it begs the question, considering Caustic’s need to be alone and the aversion the scientist had to others, how did Michael know him? a series of low chitters leave his throat as he is brought inside, and places his goggles and mask away.
Octane knows he doesn’t have any issue talking to others. He would always barge right in and make himself home in the conversations, try to carry on or add to it. He is an instigator at heart, ready to interact with others and hang out. So why didn’t they return the favor? Were they just busy with their own lives or something else?
”Mike,” The new nickname he’s given the bobcat leaves him, ”you have to tell me your secret Amigo.”
That is what Octavio considers to be intimate. That is what truly builds relationships. He is not interested in small talk, he wants the explanation behind Michael’s fucked eye and jewelry. Why did a bobcat have fucking jewelry?
The promise to hold his life in Caustic’s hands and the scientist to snuff it out over and over is intimacy to him. It’s fun and it’s the danger he wants. Edging ever so close to death and the release of his life from mortal chains means much more to him than any amount of kissing and hugging ever could. He lays himself bare to Caustic too, in this way. The scientist knows him inside and out, the tracing of his scars and the arrangement of his insides.
He knows, Caustic is capable of romantic love, but Octavio does not expect him to or want him to. He cannot tell Caustic that his heart flutters at the thought of him, because that is a fundamental lie. Caustic was dangerous, and Octavio was passionate about him for that.
So, it begs the question, considering Caustic’s need to be alone and the aversion the scientist had to others, how did Michael know him? a series of low chitters leave his throat as he is brought inside, and places his goggles and mask away.
Octane knows he doesn’t have any issue talking to others. He would always barge right in and make himself home in the conversations, try to carry on or add to it. He is an instigator at heart, ready to interact with others and hang out. So why didn’t they return the favor? Were they just busy with their own lives or something else?
”Mike,” The new nickname he’s given the bobcat leaves him, ”you have to tell me your secret Amigo.”
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