"No, you cretin!" Abaddon said, sticking his tongue out at Grayson
are you scared?//one on one (closed)
Grayson scowled up at him. “Are you really gonna do this for the rest of the night?”
"Possibly. I'm not adverse to it," Abaddon hummed smugly
“But I want to sleep. Just let me go upstairs and then you can keep being annoying.”
"Sleep on the floor," Abaddon drawled sarcastically before positioning himself more comfortably on top of Grayson
“The floor isn’t comfortable..” He whined.
"Deal with it," Abaddon said with a roll of his eyes, his head now resting on Grayson's chest
Grayson sighed quietly, not completely hating Abaddon laying on top of him. Except the floor was really uncomfortable.
Abaddon, however, was enjoying himself curling up like a cat on top of Grayson
Grayson patted Abaddon's head as they lay there, staring up at the ceiling.
Abaddon let his eyes fall shut, smiling happily as he laid there on Grayson's chest
Grayson smiled a little when he noticed Abaddon's happiness. He closed his own eyes and slowly dozed off.
Abaddon dozed off as well, purring faintly as he did so
(skip to when they wake up?)
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Grayson stirred slightly, very confused on what was on his chest. A second later, he realized it was Abaddon, fast asleep on top of him. "Hey." He said loudly, poking Abaddon's shoulder.
"Fuckoff," Abaddon muttered, curling up in a tighter ball on the other's chest as he tried to go back to sleep
Grayson grinned and sat up with Abaddon in his arms. "You want to sleep, huh?"
"Yeah, smart one," Abaddon muttered, letting Grayson pick him up
"Okay well I'm going to go lay down somewhere more comfortable. You can join me if you like, I don't care." He said, setting Abaddon down on the floor and standing up with a little groan.
"Come back here," Abaddon whined, lazily floating himself over to Grayson now
“I’m going upstairs. I said come if you want.” Grayson went into his bedroom and flopped down on his side.
"Bitch," Abaddon muttered, floating himself lazily to the bedroom before flopping on top of Grayson
“Mm, great.” Grayson muttered. “Why do you always have to lay on top of me. I’m not going to run away or anything.”
"Because I like annoying you," Abaddon answered as if it was the most obvious answer
“Okay, have fun.” Grayson said, pushing Abaddon over so he was next to him.
Abaddon just crawled back on top of Grayson, curling up on top of him
Grayson sighed deeply but wrapped his arms around Abaddon, shifting a little so he was more comfortable.
Abaddon felt his face heat up slightly when Grayson wrapped his arms around him, but he was too groggy to have anything to say
Grayson dozed off a minute later, his arms falling to his side.