// sorry phone didn’t tell me and internet has been hit and miss on laptop //
Carlos looked over as he heard Ryan and blushed. He was wearing hot pants and a crop top. He’d been helping Evie work on something when she’d had to run and grab something leaving him like this. “I… thanks.” he blushed.
Since we learnt that Cecil is bad with computers I just keep imagining him coming up to Carlos like “Carlos! My laptop is broken! I can’t post this cute photo of Khoshehk on tumblr! The world is ending!” And Carlos is just like “*sigh* did you try turning it off and on again?”
No but Cecil and Carlos first start dating and Carlos borrows Cecil’s laptop to test if the wi-fi growls on every device or just his and he’s trying to find the file and Cecil’s like “what are you wait don’t click on thaaa…”
Carlos tapped at his laptop, trying to keep his mind focused on the grant applications that would fund his team, and give them all paychecks every week. Though even with how important this was, he found his mind wandering.
His sweet, lovely, honey-voiced-honey, Cecil.
It’d been nearly three days since…. Well, since what happened. Since he came home, crawled into bed without more than a mumbled hello. Station Management had given him a few days off. Normally Carlos knew Cecil would be ecstatic at the prospect of a ‘staycation’. Right now…
Carlos shook his head, as if to shake away the thought. He glanced over the application, clicked on the 'save’ button, and closed the lid on the laptop. Science later, boyfriend needs comforting now. Or at least it was worth another try.
Carlos half debated making Cecil something to eat… He honestly wasn’t sure if Cecil had left the same blanket-nest he curled into three days ago. That seemed plausible due to the fact that he was in more or less the same position when the scientist left and came home from checking on his experiments for a couple of hours a day.
He swallowed a little bit, having reached the doorway to the darkened bedroom. From the doorway Carlos could see the small lump of blankets that he knew his love was buried under. “Ceec?” The scientist’s voice was soft. “You awake?”