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 Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2017 3:37 pm
The invited was given, and Melvin had thought about it for a few days before he decided to contact October. It wasn't every day that a man was willing to be close to him without any drama. Feeling thin from days of poor sleep, he decided curling up with someone was a great solution, and went to see the man in question.
A set of 3 knocks came at the door and he waited.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2017 4:21 pm
The door opened to reveal a sleepy looking October dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a long sleeved shirt that had a drawing of a fluffy sheep across the front of it.
It took a moment for the visitor to be recognized, October idly scratching his stomach, the other hand tangled in his hair.
"Melvin," he said cordially, then stepped aside. "Wanna come in?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2017 5:00 pm
When October opened the door, Melvin could only think of one thing; October was the poster-child of the word Comfort. Everything about him looked like he was a natural ad for a habit-forming sleep aid, and he had to really let the whole imagine of him sink in to convince himself his mind wasn't just hallucinating. Considering how many layers October had during the party, showing him in such casual attire, especially one that wasn't as edgy as all the belts and scarfs from before, seemed strange. October only had November as a brother, right? December or August wasn't a twin somewhere?
Then again, twins to cuddle wasn't bad either.
Focus.
"Sure, if you aren't busy. You look....comfortable." He glanced at the sheep and stepped inside to survey his place.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2017 5:12 pm
"Not busy at all," said October, which was more words than he was used to stringing together at one time. He closed the door behind Melvin and stretched, tilting slightly sideways in order to work out the kinks in his back before he dropped his arms again.
The room was small, as all trainee rooms were, but well stocked with an array of pillows and blankets that October had clearly taken from either the common area or an unused room, since there seemed to be an excess of them. October made his way over to the bed and sat down, lounging.
"I'm always comfortable. Mostly."
He peered owlishly up at Melvin.
"What did you need?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2017 5:24 pm
The room screamed 10 year old sleepover. Everything was cushions and blankets to the point that he wondered if October was tired or just had some sort of hidden disability where he passed out a lot and didn't want to hurt himself on any sharp corners.
He felt overdressed or too formal in a way with how lax everything was, and he wouldn't have been surprised if a mobile was hidden somewhere to help play soothing little chimes and make soft lights move about the room.
"Uh....about what we talked about. I thought....if you weren't busy. I've kinda...had a real rough week." While everything in the room and October's outfit said he was DTC (down to cuddle), it was still awkward asking a full grown man into something that wasn't just straight up sex.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2017 5:41 pm
October didn't pry, simply waited for Melvin to get to the point; which, in all truthfulness, was something he had already really known and just wanted to be sure of before he did anything at all. It was always important to respect one's personal space, after all.
After he was certain that Melvin was here, in fact, for what he had thought, October simply scooted back on the bed a little more, made room, and opened his arms.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2017 5:50 pm
He stared, because he had to stare to fully just take in what he was seeing. A man in loose, comfortable bed-wear laying in bed, adjusting himself for him, and opening his arms out to invite him to join him.
A mental calendar rushed through pages of months into the past to the last, red-marker circled date he was last intimate with Lawr.
This is for hugs. This is for hugs. This is for hugs. So help me give me strength this is for hugs.
He took a breath, and gently removed his coat because, well, it felt like too much, and also set aside his Spectre watch. If he was going to get any sort of free physical contact, he wanted to maximize the contact and comfort. Since wearing shoes in someone's bed was also wrong, he took those off, and then slowly moved over.
The simple action of climbing into someone's bed sent his heart racing and he had to do everything in his mind, pulling out a very old film real he had relied on in highschool to save him from embarrassing turn-ons, to keep himself from reacting too much. He moved into the space, and let October decide how to be arranged.
"You are awfully nice to - allow anyone to do this."
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2017 6:55 pm
He waited patiently while Melvin prepared himself, shucking shoes and coat and watch off. October himself didn't seem inclined to push for more, or impatient; instead, he simply shifted as Melvin climbed awkwardly onto the bed beside him. Once he was there, he shuffled them both sideways, swinging his legs up so that October was lying mostly on his back with Melvin on his side beside him, both of October's arms slung around his waist. Melvin's back was to October; he made himself more comfortable, relaxing onto the bed.
"Well, body heat is important," said October seriously. "And people shouldn't be afraid to touch, it's good for anxiety."
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2017 6:32 am
He settled and was introduced to strange sort of experiemce. Usually crawling into a stranger's bed came with all the luggage and expectstions of sex and a higher level of intimacy. It was almost more bizarre to be invited to be simply held and he had to first adjust to this more platonic kind of contact despite the place.
October was complwtely calm and resolute on the benefits and experience and his simple outlook helped him to slowly calm down. "That's true but a lot of people put a lot on a simple touch and permissions." He couldn't ask just anyone for a hug these days as he knew plenty would rather punch him or curl their lip.
"You don't seem like you ever struggled with anxiety." The bed smelled nice; clean yet with that faint ownership of it's owner's scent.
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2017 4:45 pm
October gave a small hum of thought. "Well, consent is important," he said, after a moment, turning his head a little so that his face brushed against Melvin's hair. "I wouldn't ever touch anyone without their permission. But people always put such a high premise on sex and less so on just comfort."
He gave a half sort of shrug.
"Sometimes it's better just to have touching without any strings attached or expectations. Not everyone likes cuddling or hugging, but there's a lot to be said about just holding someone, instead of focusing on anything else. You can let go of a lot of things."
It was more words than October had said in a long time, but he was in his element here, away from the rest of the world, secluded away in the sanctuary of his room. He half shifted so that he was mirroring Melvin's pose on the bed on his side, but only his chest touched Melvin's back, the rest of him angled away.
There was silence for a moment, and then October gave a small shrug.
"That depends on what sort of anxiety you mean."
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2017 10:20 am
"I think a lot of people forget that. That they need to be stronger even when they loose so much of themselves. When the thing they need the most is just someone to come around to hold then to remind them that it's okay, to take a breath, and just know there is someone else there. Someone human who seeks out comfort just like anyone else." Not that he was placing the same standards of what a person wanted or needed on everyone as there were always exceptions.
When October shifted, he was glad for his height. It wasn't too awkward, and he closed his eyes a moment when he felt him against him. A presence. Just someone to fill a empty space that was there, that wasn't just in his head, that he could verify their existence and reality.
"Sorry. I was assuming. You're here on this island. You go through the same terrible stuff we all do."
He paused. "Do you like being held?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2017 4:38 pm
October would have nodded in agreement, except that would have involved movement, so instead he just said, "There's also the whole stigma that it's somehow wrong for guys or dudes to be touchy feely," he said, voice a low, simple rumble. "Like, somehow it destroys their masculinity to want to hold hands or cuddle or just have some warmth, which is pretty stupid if you ask me."
He rested his chin atop of Melvin's head, since his height allowed him this with ease, and hummed again. October's arms were loose around Melvin, but not formal or awkward; simply comfortable where they lay around his waist, holding him steadily.
"People go through the same things differently, though," said October, after a moment. "And yes, I do. I like warmth, but mostly I like to be the one doing the holding."
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2017 7:28 am
"I think the mindset is stronger when we are hunters and are expected to face the worst of it without showing you are afraid and not being a burden to others. That you can tough it out alone." He sympathized with October's viewed, knowing that many a time on Twitter a person wanting help or comfort was usually beat down in one way or another, or joked that they wanted to sleep with someone.
Talking in bed was something he loved and missed, and for a moment he sank more into the quiet peace offered by October. "You're one of the few people tall enough to do this. One of the few people nice enough to do this."
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2017 9:03 am
October made a snorting sound. "People need to stop being so judgmental," he said, nosing his way into Melvin's hair with a sort of comfortable casualness that wasn't intimate or flirtatious at all, merely relaxing. "So what if you're afraid? Everyone's afraid of something. Pretending you're not is only lying to yourself and everyone else, and sometimes it's better having someone to be afraid with."
He had always hated the mindset of not being allowed to show affection or physical intimacy without it being sexual or weak. His upbringing had given him everything he'd needed in terms of being allowed to explore his own self; he was more touchy feely than most of the people he knew, and yet there were still too many people who saw it as a threat to something, whether their pride or masculinity or something else, he didn't know.
It was stupid. October made a humming sound.
"I think it's important," he said, "I want people to be comfortable."
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2017 11:15 am
"I wasn't sure what you were after during dare night. Some people dare for fun, and others dare in order to feel out levels of intimacy to see if the other person is interested in them without the treat of outright rejection from asking. You were comfortable with a lot, which I guess makes me a bit one of those that misinterpreted if you were into me or not. Talk over DMs helped. I might had made a mistake otherwise." He admitted, glad not to be looking at October.
When October nuzzled into his hair, he closed his eyes, smiling to himself at the movement and being so completely surrounded. Everything about it was nice, but he could feel that unsettling hunger in knowing how much he had missed all of this.
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