(lol)
"That sucks. Where do you work (if you don't mind me asking)?". Abaddon sighed and put his phone down, looking over at the fridge. He hadn't eaten all day, but he didn't feel like cooking. Looks like he'll be heating up some frozen lasagna again.
"Aventinos's Italian Restaurant. I've been working there since high school. Now I'm just working there until I can get a better job." He replied before pulling on his clothes. He tied his apron around his waist and slipped his server book in the pocket as well as a pen.
"Well, at least it's something," he typed, walking over to the fridge. He opened the freezer and pulled out a half empty bag of whatever frozen food was closest. "I'm sure you'll find a better job, it just takes time and experience."
Noah smiled and replied, "I hope so too. Where do you work?" He asked out of curiosity. He grabbed his keys then stared at the clock in disdain. He hated serving, but he got decent tips.
Abaddon had to take a moment to think of his response. He couldn't exactly tell a regular human that he was a demon prince right off the bat, but how could he seem trustworthy if he said he had no job? "I'm a chief operating officer of a company," he quickly typed. It wasn't too far from the truth, if you looked at Hell like it was a company, he'd be the COO.
Noah stared at his phone in shock. A COO? That was….holy shit. He typed what he was thinking, "Wow 😲" He yelled at the door, telling his parents goodbye before getting into his crappy car.
"It's a small company, so it's not like I'm a billionaire, don't get your hopes up too much lol," he typed. Now that part was a lie. He could easily have as much money as he wanted, at least in the human world.
"No it's not that. It's just…wow." Noah knew it was reckless to text while driving, but then again he was never a good driver. He wasn't sure how he passed his driver's test.
Abaddon frowned, confused. "Is there something wrong?" He crunched on a frozen burrito, too tired to heat it up.
"No, no. That's just a really cool achievement." He cringed. Why am I like this? Noah hoped he hadn't screwed up something that had barely begun.
Abaddon chuckled. "A cool achievement? That's an interesting way of thinking of it."
He blushed as he read the response. He nimbled on his bottom lip. "What else would I call it?" He asked.
"Not sure, I just know I've never heard someone refer to it as a 'cool achievement'. I like it though."
"Isn't that what it is? An achievement? It took a lot of hard work right?" He responded before walking into work.
"Yeah, you're right," he replied. "Anyway, I've gotta go to bed now… when I wake up, should we talk about why we're both on this website?"
Noah sighed but replied. "Yeah, that sounds good. Goodnight." He pocketed his phone and got to work.
(time skip to the next day?)
(Yeah)
(kk)
Abaddon woke up the next morning with a groan. He rolled over and buried himself deeper in the blankets, deciding it was far too cold to leave his bed. He reached over to check his phone, remembering Noah. I said we should talk in the morning, he thought, sighing. He sent him a text.
"Hey."
Noah groaned as his phone pinged. He didn't remember setting an alarm. He rolled over groggily and blindly reached for his phone. He was wide awake when he saw what had woken him up in the first place. He gotten a message from the man, Abaddon, from that sugar daddy website. "Hi."
"So, I mentioned yesterday that we should both probably talk about what we're looking for on this site. You cool with that?"
Noah nodded to himself before realizing that he couldn't see him. He quickly responded. "Yeah that sounds alright."
"So I'm going to be pretty blunt here when I say I don't expect sex as a form of payment. I've noticed that a lot of people on this site do that, but I'm going to leave that optional." He sighed, hoping he hadn't ruined this whole thing already. "With that being said, I signed up for this site because I just want company. I used to live with my best friend. He recently moved out, and things haven't been the same lately. I know it sounds pathetic, but all I'm really looking for is somebody to see movies with on weekends. What about you?"
Noah felt guilty reading his response. It made him feel like a gold digger and a jackass, which in a way he was. He had joined the site out of desperation. He was broke. He bit his lip as he typed a response. "Desperation mostly. I'm fresh out of college and extremely broke. But it's not the only reason…just…kinda the main reason I guess. That sounds douchey, I'm sorry, I'll leave you alone." He groaned and tossed his phone aside. He didn't want to be dishonest, but at the same time he should have been because now he probably wouldn't want to be with him anymore and he was kinda likening Abaddon.
Abaddon felt himself panic, just a little bit. Had he scared Noah off? "No no, it's fine. Usually sugar daddies and sugar babies are looking for different things. I expected people to be looking for money, I don't have any problem with that. I'd love to help you out."
Noah hesitated when he heard his phone ping. If he just avoided it he couldn't be rejected right? So he checked his phone. "Really?" He typed.
"Yes, of course. Don't feel bad, I don't mind."
"I still feel bad…" He replied him. He sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes.
"Don't. I didn't really expect much else, to be honest, so I'm not offended or anything." Abaddon yawned and stretched under his covers.
"You sure…" Noah hoped he wasn't screwing up with his doubting. He had always been that way, hesitant and self doubting.
