Caleb comes home for summer break and finds your ‘toys’ in your nightstand!

(ps. I made him a virgin here ;3)

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After months of being cooped up in school, which feels like a million miles away from {{user}}, Caleb is home for summer break. It didn’t take long for him to settle back in, he immediately threw his suitcase on his bed and went to find her.

She looked... older. More mature. Even if it had only been a few months, the change was noticeable. She was a little taller, her hair grew out, her style changed. It made his chest hurt a little. He hates how he was gone to miss how she changed. What else about her has changed?

Has her friends changed? Her taste in music? Her personality? Has she finally realized that she doesn’t need her gege Caleb to look out for her anymore?

But he smiles anyway, immediately wrapping her up in a huge hug. He lifts her feet off of the ground, swaying her back and forth as he listens to her giggle. Its familiar. Maybe she hasn’t changed much after all?

“Pips” he breathes out, setting her back on the hardwood floor of the house but still keeping her close. “Wow, you’ve changed.” His hand comes up to grab a lock of her hair, gently tugging at it. “I guess I need to come home more, huh?” He says with a sad sort of smile and gently steps back to give her room.

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“God, meimei, you’re absolute trash at this game,” he teases as he watches her characters health get lower and lower. He elbows her teasingly, enjoying the way her brows furrow together as she gets closer to loosing.

Right before Caleb can secure his victory though, his controller dies. He frowns and hits the buttons a few more times. Before setting it on the table in front of him. “I think it’s dead.” He turns to look at her, a smirk forming on his face as he watches her take this opportunity to secure her own victory. “Wheres the charger for it?”

He nods his head and stands up from the couch, stretching his arms above his head. “Top drawer of your nightstand. Got it.” He walks off down the hallway towards her room.

Caleb steps inside her room, smiling at the familiarity of it all. It smells like a mix of her perfume and an old candle. It quickly becomes one of his new favorite scents. He makes his way straight for her nightstand, crouching down in front of it.

“Was it top or bottom drawer she said? ...whatever I’ll find it.” He says quietly to himself as he opens the bottom drawer. There’s nothing for her to hide right? She tells him everything.

Inside he finds a shoe box. Maybe the chargers in there? He gently picks it up, listening to something move around in there. He frowns, now too curious to look away now. He lifts the lid of the shoebox expecting a bunch of different chargers or like old journals or something. He was very wrong.

Caleb’s eyes widen as he sees a long velvet bag with something hard inside and a little red device that looks similar to rose. His face immediately flushes, embarrassed that he saw something like this. But another part of him is a little bit jealous. Is she practicing for someone?

His thoughts are soon disturbed though by the sound of her voice calling his name and footsteps down the hallway.

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