geekisthecolour asked: ✺ (It would take a loooot but maybe Ev and Kasey? =X Oh GOD THE DRAMAS)
((Oh damn the dramas! Yes, all the dramas!
Pss, you should write a response of Ev point if view! I miss Ev. ))
They were fighting, again. But it’s not one that ends in long nights of angry and passionate sex, Kasey prefers those fights. He would rather have those fights that turn into the sex he has with Evren, all rough with teeth and nails. The sex he can’t have with anyone else really because, well, not all of his lovers are meta-human or have super healing abilities. Kay has to keep his animalistic side under wraps usually, his temper too.
This fight, it wasn’t much different from any other fight they were havig as of late. It was the beginning if circus season, stress and tensions were high. What were they fighting about again? Maybe Evren hired another triple A grade d-bag as an ‘Beast Tamer’ who was torturing the animals again. Or maybe it was a trailer issue, or the fact the cat-eyed Cajun boy likes to sleep around and show his dates the ropes of the circus.
Or maybe Kasey was breaking another one of his personal ‘rules’ his first one being ‘don’t sleep with your boss or anyone you work with.’ The second one was ‘don’t fall in love with the people you sleep with.’
Maybe Evren was looking at someone else in the way Kasey looked at a possible new lover, or maybe Kasey saw the ring master’s hands linger a bit to long on the pretty new aerial contortionists hips during stretching and training hours. Kasey wasn’t the jealous type, the amount of people he slept with didn’t make it healthy.
Whatever the fight was about, half of it in Cajun French, Kasey didn’t remember after Evren backhanded him without warning.
Dark blue hair covered Kasey’s face which was angled to the side, shades skittering across the office floor and revealing black and gold cat’s eyes which were wide in shock.
His cheek stung and there was a stifling silence, Kasey’s ears ringing as he staggered slightly a few steps before he turned his head back to the Ring Master, tasting blood from where his teeth cut into his cheek.
Where he had been blazingly furious before, so hot with anger, he was now empty, cold and aching.
He could have been incredulous and ask Evren if the guy really actually just slapped him. He could have demanded, he could have screamed. He could have shifted into a panther and slapped him back, claws and all.
All he did was blink, and nod slightly as if admitting that he understood why Evren hit him, but his trademark smirk wasn’t there like it usually was. He didn’t say anything. He just backed off, nodding again and his stare was fixed on the other until he stumbled out of the office and turned to head back to his trailer.
He packed up the few things he arrived with. His duffel of clothes, Arc’s guitar case and his bike and he left everything else.
When Kasey didn’t hear Evren come after him he sped off into the night, ignoring the confused shouts of the other circus members, ignored the distressed roars and calls of the animals.
He didn’t look back as he drove off.
It had been weeks… months probably or that’s how long it felt like, Evren wasn’t even sure how long it had been since that last fight with Kasey, he’d stopped counting the days, just focusing on his work and getting through the next performance and to the next town. The ringmaster didn’t even remember what they’d actually been fighting about but he couldn’t forget, no matter how hard he tried, how he’d ended the fight and with it what ever kind of relationship it was they’d had.
He’d hit Kasey… he’d lashed out and just smacked him and afterwards he’d just stood there, fists clenched so tightly his nails dug into his palms and his whole body shaking with rage while Kasey took off to god knows where. He wasn’t even sure why he’d done it. Of all the times he and Kay had fought they’d never actually come to blows… ripping each others clothes off and throwing one another around the trailer before fucking one another’s brains out, sure, but nothing with real malice but he’d just snapped and in a lot of ways that in itself scared Evren himself. He’d never been a violent man, much preferring to talk things out but he’d just lost it, something he couldn’t even remember Kasey saying obviously pushing the wrong button hard enough to make him snap.
First Ramses had left and now Kasey, this was why Evren had tried for so long to avoid the entanglements and complications that came with getting too involved with the people around him, especially those he slept with. It always ended badly, and he always ended up alone. You would think for a man who’d been around as long as Evren Acar he’d know better by now but no, he still did it and he still ended up hurting himself and those around him in the process.
Still, despite his gnawing shame over what had happened, or perhaps because of it, Evren had put the feelers out, sure that someone in his expansive list of contacts would know something about where his animal tamer had holed himself up. And sure enough he’d finally begun to hear whispers back, talk of someone who fit Kasey’s description working in a bar in Germany of all places.
It was unusual for Evren to leave the circus for any length of time but finally knowing where Kay was he could make an exception, leaving it behind in the capable hands of his crew to hop on a plane. His anxieties about just how good his lead was where thankfully alleviated when finally entering the bar in question, having come straight off his 12 hour flight, he spotted a familiar, blue haired figure though it was quickly replaced by a twisting pang of guilt in the pit of his stomach. As much as he wanted to apologize and make things right with Kasey was he just making a big mistake by dragging it all back up?
Hesitating, still stood in the bar’s doorway the dark skinned circus master took what was supposed to be a slow calming breath before finally letting go of the door and striding towards the bar, sitting himself down on one of the bar-stools. When he spoke it was in near perfect German. “Any chance of a whiskey over here?”