“Yeah. He was desperate though.” Grayson snickered, taking Abaddon’s hand and squeezing it a little.
are you scared?//one on one (closed)
Abaddon just leered at Grayson for that, and Andre started laughing quite a bit at that
Grayson just sighed and looked back at Andre. “Try not to get kidnapped again, okay?” He said, smiling slightly.
"Yeah, I'll try. Thanks for everything," Andre said, flashing them a grin before beginning to walk off
Grayson waved a bit and turned to start walking back home, his smile disappearing as soon as they turned the corner.
“I’m not leaving the house for the rest of the year.” He grumbled, holding onto Abaddon’s arm.
"But why? I thought you liked going out," Abaddon teased, grinning as he held his arm out in a gentlemanly fashion as they walked
“Not when I have to pretend to like talking to people.” Grayson sighed, resting his head on Abaddon’s arm and gazing up at the dark sky. “This is good though.”
Abaddon smiled softly, and he reached over with one arm to gently run his fingers through Grayson's hair. He thought it was adorable when Grayson got like this
Grayson smiled softly up at Abaddon, still clinging to his arm like his life depended on it. “Abaddon?” He asked, his voice quiet.
"Yeah, baby?" Abaddon asked, smiling softly as he looked down at Grayson, giving him a gentle squeeze
Grayson paused for a second, thinking. He opened his mouth to say something but then closed it again, deciding against whatever he was going to say.
Abaddon raised a brow now as Grayson decided not to talk. "Come on, what is it? What?" he insisted
“Nothing.” Grayson said, grabbing the keys out of his pocket as they reached the house.
"Come on, tell me, tell meeeee," Abaddon whined, poking Grayson now as he tried to get him to talk
“No. I shouldn’t have said anything in the first place.” Grayson said, walking into true living room and tossing his jacket on the table.
"Come on, tell me," Abaddon whined, giving Grayson puppy dog eyes now. "Pwease? Pwetty pwease?" he pleaded
Grayson smiled and pulled Abaddon down to kiss him sweetly. “No.”
"I'll make you," Abaddon began to threaten teasingly, grinning against Grayson's lips now
“No you won’t.” Grayson said, walking away from him and going upstairs.
"Babe…" Abaddon whined, looking up at Grayson sadly as he floated after him. "What'd I do? Was it something I said?" he asked
“No, you didn’t do anything.” Grayson replied, throwing his current shirt in the washer and looking in his dresser for another.
"What is it then? You know I wanna hear what you say," Abaddon whined softly, now floating somewhat dejectedly behind Grayson
"If I tell you something about myself do you promise to let this go?" Grayson asked, pulling another shirt on and flopping down on the bed.
"Yes, I promise to let it go," Abaddon said, giving Grayson his best puppy dog eyes as he flopped on the bed with him
“Okay. Um..I’m allergic to cats. There, happy now?” Grayson grinned, leaning over and kissing his cheek.
"Oh my god, that's so lame," Abaddon groaned, rolling his eyes before wrapping his arms around Grayson with a small huff
“You asked for it.” Grayson giggled, burying his face in Abaddon’s neck.
Abaddon squeaked and laughed when Grayson suddenly buried his face in his neck, feeling ticklish and embarassed of it
“You tired?” Grayson asked, rolling on top of Abaddon and kissing him quickly.
Abaddon nodded a little and hummed into the kiss, smiling softly into it