"I can and will bite your finger off," Abaddon warned
are you scared?//one on one (closed)
“Sure you will..” Grayson said, poking him again.
Abaddon snapped at Grayson's finger, pointed teeth flashing noticeably
Grayson snapped his finger back quickly and laughed a little. “Careful..”
"I won't hesitate, bitch," Abaddon huffed, eyes narrowed at Grayson as he growled lowly
Grayson continued to chuckle, nudging Abaddon with his foot.
Abaddon just poofed into smoke this time, leering at Grayson as he floated around
Grayson looked outside and sighed. “It’s night again. You should let me sleep.”
"You slept already, isn't that enough?" Abaddon complained before floating around him idly
"No. Still tired. You tired me out." Grayson said, smiling up at him.
"Aw, how cute. I'm flattered," Abaddon snickered, poking Grayson's cheek as he grinned
Grayson grinned and grabbed Abaddon's finger, biting down hard on it. Got you.
Abaddon yelped when he was bit, and he quickly dissolved his finger into smoke so he could pull it away. "Bastard!" he shrieked before turning and tackling Grayson to the floor
Grayson shrieked when he was tackled but laughed loudly as they fell to the floor.
Abaddon grinned madly as he hit the floor, pinning Grayson down. "Enjoying yourself?" he asked smugly
“A little.” He laughed, trying to get out from under Abaddon.
Abaddon kept him pinned down, his hands grabbing onto Grayson's wrists and his knees on either side of him. He smirked as he kept him pinned, not getting up anytime soon
Grayson sighed. “Am I going to have to kiss you again to make you move?” He asked, rolling his eyes.
Abaddon tensed at that. "You try and do that gross mouth thing again and I'll cut your tongue out while you sleep," he threatened
Grayson smirked and pulled Abaddon close to him. “Then let me go.”
"No," Abaddon said before leaning back, making sure Grayson was still pinned
Grayson huffed and continued to struggle helplessly. “Why are you doing this?”
"Because I'm an asshole, as you adeptly put it," Abaddon hummed smugly, a grin spreading across his face
“You are. I was right.” Grayson said happily, his smile returning.
"Oh, stop smiling, idiot," Abaddon scoffed, rolling his eyes. "You're just as much of an asshole as me, if not more so."
“I knew that too.” He frowned a little, trying to brush some hair off his face with great difficulty.
Abaddon shifted a bit, purposely making it so that Grayson can't move his hair or get comfortable at all
Grayson huffed and struggled a bit. “I can’t believe I have to put up with this for the rest of my life.” He said angrily, looking up at Abaddon and blowing on his face.
Abaddon jerked away from Abaddon blowing on him, his nose wrinkling as he shifted away
Grayson giggled and continued blowing on Abaddon. “Let me go!”