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Cecilos #4?

Cecil doesn't date often. He doesn't remember the last time he went on a real date. He is hesitant to even download grindr but did so anyway.

He never expected to get a match, let alone a date. He almost didn't go but Earl had managed to talk him into it.

Now, Cecil stands in front of the long mirror in his bedroom. It's been so long that Cecil had no idea how to dress. He finally settled on a cream colored button up and a pair of slacks. He fiddles with the collar of the shirt, wondering if it wasn't too little. His thoughts were interrupted by a quiet chime of his phone. No time to back out now. Carlos is here. Maybe he could fake being sick?

Cecil chews his bottom lip as he answers the door. He can feel the excuse at the tip of his tongue but he was not ready for what greeted him.

Cecil is greeted by a delicate bouquet of yellow and purple flowers. "Oh." He says softly. He takes the flowers with a soft expression. He looks up and his breath stops. The man standing there is beautiful. He had gorgeous eyes and hair that looked soft enough that Cecil wanted to bury his fingers in it. Cecil stared at him for several minutes before Carlos broke the silence.

"You're Cecil right? Cause this would be really embarrassing if I showed up at the wrong house on the first date."

Cecil finds his voice and manages to stop staring. "First date? You seem so sure there will be another."

"I'm hoping so. You're pretty cute."

Cecil buries his face in the flowers to hide the growing blush. "I'll be right back. Put these in water." He squeaks. He hurries into the house, leaving Carlos on the doorstep. He puts the flowers in a simple vase on the table before returning to the door after grabbing his jacket and house keys. "I'm ready."

"Oh good. Shall we?"

Cecil nods and pulls the door shut, locking it. He then follows Carlos to his car. A small eco friendly hybrid. Cute. "I'm sorry for being so awkward. I don't date often."

"Really? A pretty face like yours?"

Cecil shifts a bit, uncomfortable. Just a pretty face. He had been told repeatedly. "My son is my first priority."

"You have a son?" Carlos asks, glancing at him. It wasn't accusing or negative. Instead he sounded curious.

"Yes. He's eleven." Cecil says, a bit defensively. "I'm sorry if that's an issue with you."

"No. No it's not an issue. I just… I teach the fifth grade." Carlos explains. "So I love kids. They're brighter than most people give them credit."

Cecil feels himself relax a little. "That's true."

"So what do you do?"

"I'm sorry?"

"For work I mean." Carlos pulls into the parking lot of Benson's, a small local diner.

"Oh!" Cecil laughs softly. "I run a bookstore."

"That's really cool. I love books." Carlos smiles.

"I'd hope so or you'd be a sucky teacher." Cecil climbs out and joins Carlos on the sidewalk.

"Is that so?"

"Well aren't books a big part of your job? I get a lot of teachers in the shop." Cecil follows Carlos into the diner.

"Are any of them as cute as I am?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Cecil snickers as he follows the hostess to their table.

"Maybe I would." Carlos retorts as he sits down and picks up a menu.

"Maybe you could find out if you bother to come in."

"Is that an invitation or a challenge?"

"Take it how you will." Cecil looks up at the waitress and orders a coke while Carlos orders a sweet tea. "But the offer stands." He peers over the top of the menu. He then closes it and folds his hands, knowing what he wanted already.

"I might just take you up on that."

"You'd better." Cecil folds the menu. "I wouldn't mind a little after hours book club." He gives a small smirk.

"I wouldn't mind showing you my comprehension techniques." Carlos retorts with a grin.

"I doubt you have something I haven't seen before." Cecil looks up as the waitress brings back their drinks.

"What can I get started for you?" She asks, giving Cecil a sweet smile.

"I'll have the house special. But with no pickles. Please."

"Alright." She picks up his menu. She then turns to Carlos and her entire body language changes. She bites her bottom lip and bats her eyelashes, pushing her chest out.

Cecil finds it ridiculous but he doesn't get out often so maybe this is normal.

"And for you sugar?"

Carlos glances at Cecil with an expression that says 'is this woman okay?'. "I'll have the same but keep the pickles."

"Anything for you honey. Together or separate?" She asks, looking up from her small notepad. She asks "separate" in a hopeful tone.

Carlos hums and gazes at Cecil for a moment before reaching over and taking his hand. "Together. It's our anniversary. We had our first date here."

Cecil sits in stunned silence with a lightly flushed face but the waitress seemed to get the hint and walked away.

Carlos finally lets go when the waitress is out of sight. "Sorry. I hate when that happens. I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable- uh….Cecil? You okay?"

Cecil blinks rapidly for a few seconds before pulling his hand back and putting it in his lap. "I'm sorry. Like I said, I don't date. The last date I went on was with my ex wife….six years ago."

"Ex wife?"

Cecil shifts and looks away. "I...don't really know you well enough to talk about that." He looks back. "Yet."

"Yet?" Carlos smiles.

"Yet." Cecil feels himself relax. "It wasn't a good marriage so it was hard to get back into the dating scene."

"Was I what you were expecting?" Carlos props his chin on his palm.

"Well….you're a bit shorter than I imagined." Cecil teases, biting his slightly chapped bottom lip.

"Hey!" Carlos kicked him lightly. "Not all of us can have legs like a Mantodea."

"A...excuse me? I really can't tell if you just insulted me or not."

Carlos chuckles, a deep warm sound. "A mantis."

"A mantis?"

"Mhm." Carlos brushes his leg against Cecil's knees, sending a visible shiver to the taller man. "So can I ask you something kind of personal?"

Cecil folds his hands on the table. "As long as it isn't about my ex wife, go ahead."

"That's a very broad category."

"I'm a fairly open person. And that wasn't a question."

Carlos laughs and nods. "You got me there. My question is…. Why me? Why'd you accept my date?"

"Would you believe you're the only one I matched with?"

Carlos snorts and shakes his head. "Not by a long shot."

"Fair enough. How about the only one I matched with that wasn't looking for a one night stand?"

"Now that I do believe."

"I'm not….opposed to sex but I've only ever had sex with women and never really enjoyed it."

"So why marry a woman- I get relationships shouldn't rely on sex but….why?"

"Where I come from, we're pushed from a young age to marry good and have kids. I absolutely love my son. He's the best thing in my life but I'm glad I can accept myself for who I am now."

"Did you love your wife?"

"I've already told you-"

"Right. Don't talk about your wife. Sorry." Carlos puts his hands up.

Cecil sighs softly and looks up as the waitress returns. She gives Cecil a sour look but gives Carlos a sweet smile.

"Call if you need anything sugar."

Cecil watches her go before, as a habit, takes the top bun off of his burger. "I got pickles." He sighs, picking them off.

"Well pickles are like virginity. If you don't want yours, I'll take it." Carlos grins.

Cecil freezes and flushes again. "C-carlos."

"Ah." Carlos squeaks. "Sorry."

Cecil offers him the pickles, covering his mouth to hide a giggle. "I'm afraid I can only offer you one at the moment as we are in public."

"Is that so?" Carlos smirks and accepts the pickles, keeping a hold of Cecil's hand for a moment, kissing the knuckles.

"I'm afraid you'll have to wait."

"I'm patient." Carlos brushes against Cecil's leg again.

The rest of dinner went smoothly. Cecil finds himself enjoying Carlos's company. Everytime the waitress came by to flirt with Carlos under the guise of checking on them, Carlos would reach under the table, grasping Cecil's knee and stroking it with his thumb.

At the end of the night, as Carlos expected, the waitress had written her number on the check so when they stand, Carlos pulls Cecil close and kisses his temple.

Now they were sitting in the driveway. Cecil bites his bottom lip. "Walk me to the door?"

"Of course." Carlos smiles and turns the car off before they get out.

Once on the porch, Cecil turns. "I had a really nice time tonight."

"There's only one thing left to do and tonight will have been perfect."

"Oh? And what's that?"

"A good night kiss." Carlos puts a hand on Cecil's face and leans forward, kissing him.

Cecil is hesitant at first but when Carlos starts to pull away, he puts his arms around the shorter man's neck. That seemed to tip the scale and Carlos pulled Cecil closer to him before pressing him back against the wall of the house. Cecil makes a soft noise and tangles his fingers in Carlos's hair. Cecil spreads his legs a little when Carlos presses his knee up between them.

Cecil is a bit lost in the moment that when the door opens, he nearly falls.

"Dad? Why are you ringing the doorbell so much? Did you forget your key-"

Cecil turns his head, and feels himself flush but at the same time go pale. "M-Michael!"

Michael wasn't looking at him though. "Mr. Mendez?"

Cecil feels Carlos step back.

"Michael?" Carlos asks, clearly as confused as Cecil.

"You know each other?" Cecil asks, fixing his clothes.

"He's my teacher!" Michael exclaims at the same time that Carlos says "I'm his teacher."

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This will have 2 follow ups. A fluffy one on here and a rated m one I will post on ao3

#welcome to night vale #wtnv #wtnv carlos #wtnv cecil #carlos the scientist #cecilos #au #michael palmer #this got way longer than i intended #first date

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arthurtaylorlester · 1 year

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wtnv liveblog ep. 222 Makarov The Magical

the episode description scares me

wtf was that intro (the distorted happy valentines)

oh no :(( the glow cloud (All hail) rip

smh don't be scared of pigeons they're great

pamela you alright

oh? please tell me the kid is ok at least :(((

ah yes jazz dance the best science

oh it's smart to be lie low

DATE NIGHT !! MAGIC SHOW!!

ngl I forgot dark owl closed

oh what tge fuck is wrong with you michelle

AND FUCK THE UNIVERSITY OF WHAT IT IS

WHAT DO IGUANAS HAVE TO DO WITH MUSIC??? SEE IM RIGHT THEY ARENT EXPLAINING SHIT YHEYRE FORCING ANSWERS

also I forgot that she isn't a teenager anymore wdym she's 50

I mean who DOESNT love being lied to

carlos wanting to keep the mystery of magic is so sweet 😭

what is a sobriquet or nom-de-gair (?)

ooh I like makarov

man fuck blake jones like just let tge road do whatever

my guy you just TRY to leave night vale

DANA !! PLEASE DONT DIE (AGAIN) !!

aww she's traumatised :((

AND FUCK LUBELLE

man I have missed cecil just ranting about carlos :))

oh no what happened

oh wow such a discovery yall can't eat invisible pie

GO OFF CECIL

BLAKE IF YOU KILL LAURA ILL FUCKING KILL YOU

dr jones u r so dead

NO HE WHAT

HE WAS CARLOS' REPLACEMENT

CARLOS BBG PLEASE GET REALLY ANGRY

Did he call carlos a failure

GO OFF CECIL PUNCH THAT FUCKER

yo tye weather slaps

tge way he said wow time for the weather was so cute !!

wow really no one you didn't punch anyone ever?

HE MISSED ???

CECIL IM SO SORRY TAHT WOULDVE HAPPENED TO ME TOO

oh makarov you are so right

wonder is magic

carlos you are allowed to be angry :(

... he's right

they are so perfect for each other ill cry

oh cecil please stop telling me about your sex life

violence isn't the answer :D

its the question /j

BUT YALL AILL WIN AGAINST LUBELLE

great episode! was missing cecilos and im glad to see carlos be leveraged he's so smart

goodnight nighvale, or we'll good lunch?

#wtnv whiplash #wtnv #welcome to night vale #wtnv spoilers #cecil gershwin palmer #carlos the scientist #dana cardinal #the university of what it is #blake jones #wtnv 222 #makarov the magical #wtnv fandom #wtnv thoughts #janet lubelle #cecil stop telling me about your sex life challenge

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