Abaddon huffed and made himself comfortable on the couch, rolling on his side so he could face the couch cushions
are you scared?//one on one (closed)
Grayson finished his food and walked over to the couch, sitting down next to Abaddon. “What’s wrong?”
"You're annoying is what's wrong," Abaddon huffed, burying his face in the cushions to better hide his darkening cheeks
Grayson flopped down on top of Abaddon. "Mm..i'm sorry.." He said, his voice slightly muffled.
Abaddon made a small noise when Grayson flopped onto him, hating the way his cheeks flushed even darker when he felt him press against him
Grayson shifted a little so he was comfortably laying beside Abaddon, his forehead pressed up against the others chest. "I'm not that annoying.." He sighed quietly.
Abaddon felt hot now, a strange feeling considering his usual cold temperature. Everywhere he touched Grayson felt like it was on fire, and his face was definitely burning
(goddAmn he's catching those feels)
"Answer meeee!" Grayson whined sleepily, poking Abaddon in the chest.
(lmaooo)
"Don't wanna…" Abaddon mumbled, only curling up further when he was poked
"Mm..it's cause you know i'm amazing.." Grayson murmured, giggling a little and poking him again.
Abaddon didn't dignify that with a response, only wiggling slightly to try and get away from the prodding fingers
Grayson giggled again but stopped poking Abaddon, glancing up at him. "Oh my god you're blushing again!" He exclaimed.
Abaddon growled loudly at Grayson, eyes narrowed at him as he whipped around to glare at him
Grayson grinned and just booped him on the nose happily.
Abaddon snapped at his fingers of course, very nearly biting one off
“Rude.” Grayson muttered, standing up and walking away from him.
Abaddon scoffed, but as soon as Grayson left he felt a wave of painful cold hit him. “Come back,” he whined, the words softer than usual
“Don’t be mean and I’ll come back.” Grayson said, turning back towards him.
Abaddon gave him the saddest puppy dog eyes he could manage, pouting as he gave Grayson a pleading look
“Awww you’re adorable..” Grayson rolled his eyes a little and laid back down on top of Abaddon.
Abaddon purred happily before wrapping himself around Grayson, not wanting to let him go
Why is he so happy when he’s around me? Grayson thought curiously, gazing up at AbAbddon.
Happy, Abaddon seemed to purr in Grayson's mind, though his lips hadn't moved. He curled tighter around Grayson, not wanting to let up in the slightest
Grayson grew nervous, shifting a little. He doesn’t have feelings for me, right? He thought to himself, feeling Abaddon’s happiness radiate off of him.
Abaddon curled up happily atop Grayson, purring like a cat as he couldn't help but broadcast his contentment. Happy, happy. My host
Of course he doesn’t. Nobody would. He’s just glad he got out of that graveyard, that’s all.. Grayson decided.
Not that shallow. Can be happy if I want, Abaddon mumbled in Grayson's mind
Not about me though. Grayson replied, feeling 100% that this was true.
Happy about you. Always happy about you, Abaddon mumbled. He had all but melted against Grayson now, his body more wisps of smoky violet and cobalt curled around Grayson
"Wh- really?" Grayson asked quietly, sitting up a bit.