Assasins Lurk Everywhere (Small Group, 4 people | Stalkers get free knives!)

(That’s depends if you want to)

(did osiris notice his bf is gone?)

(Osiris hasn’t woken yet, but I can wake him :3)

(please do :D)

Osiris stirred noticing a missing warm embrace and the howls of his cousin. He sat up feeling cold and lonely. His boyfriend was missing. Osiris started to whine, curling up into a little ball and dragging the sheets over him. The sultry wolf could wait for a lifetime to see if Devon came back or not. Osiris knew he’d get out of bed without him unless something dire was occurring. He shook at the howls of his cousin, another set of strong vocals that read ‘My girlfriend has gone missing’, and Osiris knew if this turning into courting and ended with a union, it would be worse if she disappeared on him. Osie on the other hand? He just whined and waited.

(;-;)

Devon came back..a few hours after he left, he appeared in the corner of the room, his wings wrapped around him, separating him from the world. He had done it again… the last time he ended up with a knife in his leg, this time he was lucky. He was just…covered in blood…from…well he didn't know..but he could guess.

“Buttercup?” Osiris questioned. “Buttercup!” the doggie pulled the sheet off of him, his wolf tail going nuts. He ignored the fact Devon was covered in blood. Do most dogs know that their own could be a serial killer? No. They're just happy to see them. Osiris managed to pull himself out of bed to investigate.

Devon wrapped his wings around himself, locking Osiris out. He hugged his knees to his chest, he didn't want Osiris to see him..not like this…it wasn't something he was proud of..or ok with showing…

Osiris started to whine and then cry. He didn't like being locked out. He returned to his nest and curled into a ball. He hid under the sheets and curled his tail tightly around him. His silent whines turned into silent tears. He didn't like being alone. Everything still felt vacant.

(I um…anxiety attack…answer later)

(Sorry about that.)

Devon lowered his wings, looking at Osiris, his eyes were still dark..black…not the bright red they were normally…he huffed…wanting Osiris to comfort him..but not wanting to move.

Osiris removed himself from under the sheets. He was a bit teary-eyed. He looked at Devon, whimpering while looking at his demon. “I don't want to be lonely.” He muttered quietly. He moved closer to the edge of the bed, unsure if it was safe to approach Devon. He didn't want to be snapped at.

Devon stuck his hand out, reaching for Osiris, his eyes slowly going back to normal, filling with tears. "Please" he whispered, all he wanted was to be held and consoled.

Osiris tilted his head at Devon and jumped up to hug him. He kissed and wiped away the blood from Devon’s adorable face. “I love you. Don't disappear.” He whispered. Osie squeezed Devon, trapping him in his hug. Devon wasn't allowed to leave the hug until Osie said so.

Devon's breath caught, he buried his face in Osiris' shoulder, silently shaking, he was scared of himself..more so than he was anything else.

Osiris pulled Devon down onto the bed, not caring if he got blood all over. He could care less if everything was covered in blood. Osiris murmured words of assurance to his demon, playing his hair. Osiris could care less if he hated it. He kissed his demon affectionately. Devon might have only been gone for a small amount of time when he was awake, but that was too long for Osiris.

Devon Hugged Osiris tightly, wanting the hellhound to hold him, to make it just..go away…"I…sorry Osie" he muttered.

Osiris shushed Devon. “You don’t have to apologize.” He was more focused on his Devon. He studied the boys features. “Your eyes are pretty.” He muttered. He liked the tight hug. It was it warm and Osie liked warm things. “I’m just glad you’re home.”

Devon nodded, then paused, "You…are not going to ask what happened?" He asked, looking at Osiris sadly.

Osiris went on kissing Devon’s neck as he usually does. He paused to look at Devon. “I am not going to ask unless you really want me to know. I have an inkling of what might have occurred.” He went back to kissing Devon on the neck, his favorite spot, in trying to cheer up the demon.

Devon blushed and attempted to cover his neck. "Alright.." he wanted to disappear from the world, to just let his wings separate him from everyone else. He sighed, hiding his face against Osie's shoulder.

Osiris let out a whimper of protest when Devon covered up his neck. He cradled Devon, hand on the back of his head. "Do you want me to know?" He inquired. He laid on his side and pulled Devon close to him. Either he was going to snuggle the demon as a means of comfort or he was going to snuggle him to death. "Everything will turn out fine, buttercup."

(Snuggle to death)

Devon huffed, wrapping his arms around Osie's waist and pressing his face into the hellhounds chest. "…I don't want to say it…saying it admits it..makes it more..real…though the …blood…kinda makes it real enough" he muttered.

Osiris smiled. “Don’t worry, buttercup. You don’t have to say anything.” He pressed himself against Devon. “Cute things aren’t monsters, and you’re pretty cute.” He stroked Devon on the head, playing with his hair. He placed his head in the demon’s neck and pulled his blanket over them. “I could cuddle you until you popped.”

Devon sighed "I am not cute." he half shrugged, closing his eyes, relaxing against his boyfriend.

Osiris smiled. “Of course you’re cute!” He always thought Devon was adorable and didn’t know why he protested every time Osiris called him cute. He gave him a small bite on the neck. “I don’t know why you wouldn’t be?” He ran his fingers through Devon’s hair.

Devon blushed more, covering his neck more. "d-don't do that-" He muttered.

Osiris' face lit up. "So you like that! Don't you!" The puppy's tail was wagging fast. He wrapped his arms around Devon's waist and pulled him close. He giggled to himself. "That's actually really adorable. See, this is why I call you adorable! For this reason right here."

Devon blushed more, covering his face, "I am not-"