open to sigmund and darby (backdated to right after sigmund and graham's fight/shift]
Casey had so many questions about Graham, but most he was afraid to ask. All right, all of them he was afraid to ask. It was intimidating to know that Sigmund had someone in the pack who'd meant so much to him. And Graham was gorgeous. Older. He was one of Sigmund's own kind. So yeah, it was difficult not to feel a little bit insecure about the older man.
Sitting on the porch, Casey was waiting for Sigmund to come back from a run. Graham was gone as well, and knowing that they were nude while shifting? That made Casey a little bit antsy. He'd woken up alone in bed, and when he came down and neither Sigmund or Graham were around he assumed they were somewhere together. Probably on a run. What that meant, Casey was sure it wasn't bad or sexual. It just... was what it was.
He had no idea that Darby was in the house, in a room upstairs, waking up to the same sort of scenario. Actually, Casey had no idea who Darby even was.
With a sigh, he dipped his head down to try and concentrate on the book he was reading, but it really wasn't working. He was so high strung at the moment that everyone in the house could probably feel it.
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