Grayson crawled over to the side of the bed and pulled the blanket over himself.
are you scared?//one on one (closed)
Abaddon followed after him, nestling into the blankets and cuddling him with a wide grin
“Goodnight baby.” Grayson whispered, kissing his forehead gently. “I love you..”
"Love you too, beautiful," Abaddon said softly, smiling warmly as he let his eyes fall shut
(Skip to morning?)
(ye)
Grayson woke up some hours later, draped over Abaddon with his hand in his hair. He smiled and gave him little kisses on his cheek to wake him up.
Abaddon eventually stirred awake from the gentle kisses, a very soft noise escaping him as he slowly cracked his eyes open
Grayson smiled and wriggled around so he was on top of Abaddon, snuggling close against his chest.
Abaddon began purring softly as Grayson pulled himself atop him, an arm reaching up to wrap around the boy tiredly
Grayson hummed happily, pulling the blanket up over his shoulders.
Abaddon's purring grew a bit louder in appreciation, nestling into the covers while pulling Grayson closer in the process
“Good mooorning.” Grayson murmured, leaning forward and kissing Abaddon’s jaw.
"Mornin'," Abaddon mumbled, voice still heavy with sleep as he spoke. His purring grew momentarily louder at the kiss, and he snuggled closer afterwards
Grayson smiled but rolled off of him and to the side of the bed. He sat up and ran a hand through his hair before sighing and flopping back down on the bed.
Abaddon whined when Grayson moved away, quickly wrapping himself around the other again once he flopped back down
“Not a morning person, huh?” Grayson said, smiling up at Abaddon.
Abaddon shook his head, making a soft noise that sounded vaguely like "nuh-uh."
“Okay then.” He laughed softly. “You keep sleeping. I’m going to take a shower.”
Abaddon nodded, idly thinking that maybe he could join Grayson if he wasn't so tired. But sleep was winning out over getting to bug Grayson, so it didn't really matter
Grayson wriggled out of Abaddon’s arms and leaned down to kiss him gently before standing up.
(should we do a skip)
(Sure. What should we do?)
(uhhh well we haven't seen many people from Grayson's past)
(Yeet I could have his brother spontaneously come visit him or something)
(that could work)
(Okay
I can start just give me a second)
(k)
(okay sorry that was longer then a second)
(oh and btw grayson was adopted when he was younger, that's why him and his brother look nothing alike.)
Grayson glanced up from the couch as the doorbell rang, frowning slightly. He stood up with a sigh and walked over to open it, his face flooding with happiness and shock when he saw who was standing there. Leaning against the door frame was a young man with golden blonde hair, looking to be in his early twenties, smiling widely at the sight of his little brother. Grayson immediately threw himself into the other's arms, tears pricking at the front of his eyes.
(aight cool)
Abaddon flickered into sight, but at the sight of someone he didn't recognize he quickly shifted his appearance to look human instead of like a freaky angel. "Who's this?" he asked