"I…I think so?" Abaddon said, floating again now as he drifted in the air, wide-eyed and dorky looking
are you scared?//one on one (closed)
"Where are you going? I'm cold!" Grayson whined, reaching out for him.
Abaddon only felt himself grow warmer when Grayson whined. He did his best to float back to him
Grayson wrapped his arms around Abaddon and sighed happily.
Abaddon let Grayson wrap his arms around him, still looking completely confused, concerned, and flustered
Grayson looked at him, frowning. “Really, tell me what’s wrong..”
"Nothing is wrong. I'm just…adjusting," Abaddon said, giving Grayson a small, reassuring smile
"M'kay..tell me if there's anything wrong." Grayson replied, smiling a little back. "Try and get some rest maybe.."
"But I'm not tired anymore?" Abaddon said, confused now as he spoke. He floated a little closer to Grayson, wrapping himself around him
"Oh..well I didn't know that." Grayson laughed quietly, snuggling close to Abaddon.
Abaddon was a little surprised when Grayson snuggled him. He was still getting used to this whole "human affection" thing, but he was trying his best
Grayson smiled, realizing how much he liked being here with Abaddon. "Why do you like me?" He asked quietly.
"I…I don't know. Maybe because you actually are okay with me?" Abaddon said with a small shrug
“Who wouldn’t be okay with you?” Grayson murmured, just saying things that popped into his head.
"Just about every host I've ever had except for you," Abaddon mumbled
“Oh..well they’re just stupid.” Grayson muttered, realizing that there wasn’t a way for them to be together. He would die one day, and Abaddon would have to move on, find a new host.
"Most of them were, yes. Incredibly stupid," Abaddon chuckled, shifting to curl up with his head in Grayson's lap
“So I am special then.” Grayson smiled a little, even more worried now about Abaddons future.
"Yeah, I guess you are," Abaddon said with a small grin
Grayson smiled and took Abaddons hand, kissing it gently. “I’m glad.”
Abaddon tilted his head a bit when Grayson kissed his hand, that strange warmth coming to his cheeks again. Why was all this strange touching making him so…warm? And…happy?
“You’re blushing again..” Grayson murmured, gazing down at Abaddon happily.
Abaddon groaned, dramatically reaching up and smacking his hands over his face, covering it to avoid more embarrassment
“Nooo! Don’t hide!” Grayson giggled, pulling Abaddons hands away from his face.
Abaddon tried to fight him at first, but he eventually let his hands be tugged away
“You’re too cute to be hiding your face.” Grayson grinned.
Abaddon just huffed, sticking his tongue out at Grayson before resolving to just propping his hands beneath his head
Grayson smiled down at him and yawned a minute later, stretching out and wrapping a hand around Abaddon’s middle.
"Look who's tired now," Abaddon chuckled, smiling a bit when Grayson wrapped an arm around him. He thought it was cute how cuddly the other seemed all of a sudden
“I’m always tired.” Grayson giggled madly and leaned over, forgetting he was on a couch and almost falling over.