Green eyes. [Tag Marina & Cale]

John set his papers down, a soft sigh leaving his lips. Work was getting to him. Especially since the only work he was getting consisted of paperwork. He liked fieldwork. He ran a hand back through his hair and looked around, taking a long sip of the liquor he had. He could hear Marina, but he wasn't sure who she was with. He didn't want to be intrusive, but at the same time, he wanted to know who it was that was in his house, especially considering the voice was male.

John strolled from his study, more casually dressed than normal in a black t-shirt and faded jeans. He smiled slightly as he saw Marina, but then shifted his eyes to the male curiously. He hadn't seen him around before. He tilted his head to the side and moved over to stand beside Marina. "Well, hello there..." He said lightly, arching a brow before he finished off his cup of liquor. He set the glass down and gave Marina an adoring grin. "Hey, baby," He mumbled, kissing her temple.

Marina smiled softly towards him and then down to Damon, ''I never thought of having children either, but Damon just happened into my life, and I'm glad he did'', Marina said softly looking down to Damon playing with Cale. However she looked away when she heard someone walking inside the room. it could be one of the servants, but somehow Marina knew it was him.

''Hi...'', she greeted John with a blissful smile and leaned towards him as he kissed her temple. She cleaned her throat and looked at John again as she started introducing them, ''John this is Cale, an old friend of mine, and Cale, this is John'', she finished with a small blush on her cheeks and looked down to Damon who was shinning in happiness seing his daddy around him.

Cale nodded slightly, uncertainly, as Marina spoke to him, keeping his eyes on the small bundle in her arms. He looked up then when he heard someone approaching, his face emotion-less as he took in the man that came over to them. He looked over to Marina as she introduced them, smirking slightly as he noticed her blush, and then he looked back up at the man. "Hello," he greeted quietly with a small nod before he turned his gaze back down to Damon. He had never been great meeting and socializing with new people.

John eyed the other male, sensing the anti-social trait he carried. He tilted his head to the side, but simply turned his attention to Marina. "And old friend of yours, huh? Should I be jealous?" He questioned teasingly, a smile playing on his lips -- the alcohol obviously making him a good bit more playful than usual.

Marina made a face after replying to John, ''Hmm, I think you should be more concerned about him... Cale had just asked me if he needed to have a 'brother's talk' with you, which I believe he doesn't need, does he?'', she said with a soft smile and eyes from Cale to John as she talked.

Cale smirked as Marina mentioned part of their earlier conversation, looking up at her through his eye lashes, then glancing briefly over at John. He chuckled quietly as he turned his head up to look more directly at the other two adults. "Nothing to worry about here," he assured them lightly with a soft smirk on his lips, looking up at John lightly challengingly.

John arched a brow curiously. "Oh?" He chuckled slightly and shook his head. "I'm going to get lectured, huh?" he smirked playfully before shaking his head and sliding his arms around Marina's waist, tugging her back against him. He kissed the side of her head and nuzzled his nose against her hair. "You're cute," He mumbled into her ear with a small grin on his lips. "He's cute, right?" John questioned Cale, gesturing towards Damon with a proud smile.

Marina giggled softly and absently leaning into John as he put his arms towards her waist. She looked down to Damon and felt her cheeks burning red as he mumbled at her ear, why he was being so affectionated she wasn't sure, maybe it was something about Cale, and he could be jealous actually. But if he knew her better, he would know he didn't have to worry. She saw when Damon opened a big smile and tried to reach John's hand as he gestured towards him, which made Marina giggled once more.

Cale's smile slowly fell off his face and he looked away as John and Marina moved closer together, feeling awkward and uncomfortable watching them like this, and, if he was being honest with himself, slightly envious. He looked down at the couch and then at Damon, able to pull back a bit of a smile as he watched the infant's reactions to his parents, feeling another twinge of envy boil up. He looked back up at John as he spoke to him, then between Damon and John as he processed what the other male had asked. "Yeah, he's adorable," Cale agreed, nodding his head as he looked down at Damon again.

[I don't feel like changing. xD]

John took note of Cale's envy. He only smirked slightly, then kissed Marina's cheek again before letting her go. He smiled, seeing how Damon had reached out towards him. "Later, baby boy," He mumbled, tapping his son's nose. He walked over to the bar and looked over at the two of them. "Do you two want anything?" He questioned, pouring himself a small glass of liquor.

[Then you won't get the risk of answering Eric with John's account XP]

Marina pouted slightly as John left her side, she was feeling good being closer to him. She chuckled softly seeing the face Damon made when John tapped his nose, and then he finally turned his green baby eyes to her, squealing as he tried to reach her this time, ''So, you finally noticed me?'', she cood gently, and nuzzled her nose softly where John had just tapped. ''Hmm, I don't want any alcohol, thanks love'', she said with a small smile and let Damon play with one of her fingers, ''How about you, Cale. Do you want something?'', she asked softly, turning her dark hues towards him.

Cale was lost in thought as John got up and walked away, and as Damon got distracted by other things, freeing his finger. His eyes stayed on Damon as he rested his arm on the back of the couch, holding his head up with his closed hand, but he wasn't really paying any attention to the tiny human. He wondered if his parents ever showed him this kind of attention when he was an infant. Did they ever care about him? He doubted it. Cale was basically raised and cared for by the servants, and they mostly just fed and clothed him until he could do it himself. No one ever played with him or spoke to him, and he was too quiet to speak to them on his own, but he did want to. He was brought back to the present when he heard Marina mention alcohol, and he looked up at her and then over to John next to the bar. "Uh, yeah. Whatever you got," he answered, his voice a bit shaky, looking down at the ground as he tried to collect himself.