His hand trembled, and a few drops of green tea escaped the delicate porcelain cup. The other person's voice took him out of his trance like state.
Alistair had a habit of escaping to that state of an empty mind while drinking tea. In that corner of his mind, where he could afford to not think of anything, and anyone.
But now, this weird curiosity managed to creep inside. He wasn't sure what it was, but something definitely piqued his interest. That didn't happen too often.
He knew this fact should scare him at least a bit. But, as always, Kay ignored the warning signs in his head. Either way, he lived one day at a time, without any expectations.
Maybe at some point he had ambitions of his own, but the circumstances made him desire one thing only, and that was the freedom to be himself. To be left alone to do his own thing.
However, it seemed like this wish was too selfish.
His problem was most probably the fact he hasn't discovered himself yet, and that's why he can't live, but simply exist in his monochrome memories.
- Look - He spoke up with a slight accusation in his voice, wiping the spilled drops of tea. His gaze, somewhat distant, was still going through the table in front of him.
- You haven't even told me your name.
He caught the glance of the man in front of him. Before it seemed like the stranger was simply studying him, but now Alistair felt like he knew him from somewhere.
He was overtaken by a feeling of loss. Something was definitely escaping his grasp, and that could mean only one thing - the situation wasn't in his control.
And that's exactly why a feeling awakened inside of Alistair - the desire to test the boy in front of him.
- Where you come from, is it normal to ask the first stranger you meet if you can stay with them? - He looked at him with an impenetrable gaze.
His eyes became almost glass like, resembling a cat's. They reflected the reactions of the blue eyed boy.
The other person froze in his spot, in a similar way to their first meeting earlier. Something inside of Alistair found it very exciting to observe his discomfort.
Was it because logic was definitely on his side for the first time in forever? Or maybe it was something else? That didn't matter. He rarely acted rationally, but right now he had a clear goal.
It was obvious his reasonable arguments were affecting the drifter. He must be a drifter, if he doesn't have a home, right? Maybe he should introduce him to the neighborhood homeless squad.
They could easily teach him the beggar's craft. They earned their money with songs. It was quite fun, even Alistair joined them from time to time.
- You don't know anything about me. You don't even know my name...
Was Alistair seeing things, or the stranger's lashes twitched upon hearing his name? He decided to dig a bit deeper.
- ...Right? Unless I'm wrong, and someone sent you here...
Was he actually on the right track? He wouldn't be surprised if that annoying cop, which always "watched over" him sent someone undercover to keep an eye on him. Something didn't add up though.
Why did he need to cause panic on the road, only to attract attention to himself? Once he gave it a bit more thought, everything started to appear too confusing and illogical.
That's why he put an end to that. He was a firm believer that there's no way anything could get more confusing than his own life.
- I'm kidding. - He stretched his full lips in a broad smile, revealing two rows of beautiful white teeth. His expression softened, like he hadn't said any of those things earlier.
And yet, his dark eyes kept their cunning spark. It was more than obvious he was genuinely having fun. It's not like he had any ill intentions.
It's just that the other guy was too cute when blushing.
- You can stay with me, as long as the mess doesn't bother you. My place is also a bit cramped.
He finished his drink, and stood up from the pillow. The cat next to him also jumped down from her improvised bed, waving its bushy tail high above its head.
Alistair quickly went around the table, allowing himself to run his fingers through the nameless drifter's hair. It was brief, but he felt a pleasant softness.
- Let's go. - He said like it was already decided, and went to pay for the tea.