Before the Ceremony | Caleb & Mickey
Caleb felt the brush against his sides, then saw the hands come around his middle. A smile slid over his lips even before Mickey spoke. Unable to stop himself, Caleb gently leaned into the djinn's upper body before being let go.
The sire turned on a polished heel and took Mickey in. "It must be a special occasion - you're clothed," Caleb teased. He gave Mickey a proper hug - strong and tight and suddenly Caleb felt like a first year again. "Shush, no one knows I'm a ghost," he joked, the realized what that might entail here. "I'm kidding, corporeal and very much real here. Just taking some pictures," Caleb answered, though he knew Mickey hadn't asked him what he was doing.
"I'm well, Mickey, happy to be back. Texas is...hot. And you? Keeping up with your studies?"