Cal Definitely Walked Into Andres House Multiple Times Yelling Honey, Im Home!!

cal definitely walked into andre’s house multiple times yelling “honey, i’m home!!”

andre grabs cal by the collar and drags him into his room. he shuts the door before chewing him out, saying some shit like “why the fuck would you say that? dude, my parents are here! you want them to think we’re fucking faggots?” while cal laughs and throws himself onto the bed.

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Can you do winter headcanons of Andre and Cal?😿😿

Winter Cal and Andre Headcanons

- Cal gets cold easily. He always has HotHands, gloves, a thick jacket, and a scarf on. Andre, on the other hand, has always been hot natured. He can go out in cold weather, even snow, with short sleeves on and be relatively fine.

- Andre constantly has cracked lips. His mom buys him chapstick as a gift every Christmas, but it always gets lost between the seats of his car. He ends up just licking his lips which makes everything worse.

- Cal’s face is always red. It’s not just the cold that makes the color pop out; it’s the wind as well. He’ll be sitting inside in the heat and have painful wind-burnt skin.

- The Gabriel family has annual snowman building competitions. The teams are always Cal’s dad and siblings vs Cal and his mom. (Cal and his mom always lose, but they’ll never admit that.)

- The Kriegmans and the Gabriels have meals together a lot around the holidays. They don’t really celebrate together due to one family celebrating Hanukkah and the other celebrating Christmas. They still want to spend time together though.

- Andre buys gifts for Cal’s siblings. The two kids normally make him a card in return. The card is always sticky and sparkly and covered in the messiest handwriting, but Andre keeps them in the top drawer of his dresser forever.

- Cal and Andre spend the night together even more than normal when winter break rolls around. They make hot chocolate, curl up in blankets together, and watch holiday and horror movies. They always find some random horror movie set during Christmas and laugh at how shitty it is.

- The boys make a pact to not buy each other expensive gifts, but Andre never abides by it. He buys Cal whatever he’s been wanting recently and throws away the receipt so Cal can’t try to return it. Cal normally makes him mixtapes, writes him a letter, buys Andre’s favorite candy, and decorates a box to put all of it in.

- Andre works out during the winter, running and lifting. He goes on runs around the neighborhood in thin sweatshirts, which his mom hates because she’s worried he’ll slip on ice or get frostbite. He lifts in the basement with some old dumbbells his brother used to have from when he wrestled.

- Andre’s brother comes home for the holidays, making the Kriegman house quite awkward. Andre spends a lot of time in his room and with Cal. He filmed a lot of solo Zero Day tapes on cold days that he spent locked up in his room.

- Cal and Andre are very touchy in the winter, even in front of other people. They have the excuse of it being cold outside to hide their soft touches and quick glances.

- They go around in Andre’s car and throw snowballs at people’s houses. When the people begin to walk outside or lights turn on, they hop in Andre’s old car that they left running and speed away.

almost all of andre’s clothes are too big for him.

he gets bullied for them at school. people think they’re cheap and old and make fun of him for being poor and dressing like a faggot. not that his clothes really mattered, but they’d make fun of andre for anything.

the sleeves are a bit loose around andre’s biceps and his pants require a belt with every wear. the ill fitting items aren’t really too noticeable if you’re simply walking by andre. only those who nitpick and already hate andre point it out.

sure, he has clothes that fit him. it’s not like he doesn’t go shopping or get clothes for his birthday and christmas. it’s just that these bigger clothes are special.

they’re the clothes his older brother left behind when he left the house. his brother’s departure was quick; he had gotten into a blowout fight with their parents and stormed out the next day. andre had begged him to stay, but he was ignored.

he’s been wearing his brothers old clothes since then. they used to smell like him, and andre would hide his face in the collar just to pretend he was hugging his brother one more time. now, the smell has faded, but andre doesn’t stop wearing them.

as andre grows older and fills out the clothing more, he swears he sees his brother when he looks in the mirror.

driving back to my dorm now… formulating so many zero day, elephant, and passengers posts… you guys will never believe how fast my brain is going…

randy’s love language has always been physical touch. when he was little, he used to get hugs and cuddles from his parents. after his dad left, his mom became overbearing and every hug he gets from her feels like she’s trying to suffocate him.

he avoids everyone’s touch. when someone passes by him and hits his shoulder, he feels like dying. when hardy slaps him on the back, trying to be supportive, randy feels like he’s gotten the wind knocked out of him. even when he’s working front of house and someone sneaks behind him, their slight touch makes him jump.

it changes when he runs away with benson, though. benson’s touchier than he’d like to admit. his hands are always cupping randy’s face, rustling his hair, and wrapping around his waist.

after a while, randy becomes comfortable with the contact. he doesn’t get goosebumps or back away from benson when his hands come near. when they’re laying in bed in some random worn down motel, randy wraps his arms around benson’s neck and lays his head on his breast, listening to benson’s heartbeat and feeling the rise of his chest. on days when they drive for hours, randy intertwines their fingers and traces patterns on benson’s skin.

it’s subtle, but randy’s in love with it. the touch makes him feel grounded, as if they aren’t escaping from the police.