It’s a Homosexual Role Play (O/O pretty open I suppose)

Levioth just adjusted his grip on Zackary, seemingly unphased by the added weight. He simply walked up to the door of his apartment complex, walking in and making his way to the elevator, where he pressed the button for the second floor

The elevator dinged and started going up, humming under the weight of the demons. In no time at all, Levioth and his ragdoll arrived at the second floor. His new doll recieved a couple looks from people in the elevator.

Levioth grinned, saying hello to a few people before reaching into his pocket, grabbing his key and unlocking his door. He deposited Zackary on the older couch, the cushions worn from age. "Alright, time to get you fixed up. I've got a friend downstairs who can fix you up magically, unless you're one of the weirdos who doesn't like that for some reason," he said as he went about putting groceries up

Zackary basically crushed his wings as he was plopped down, his head lolling to the side. His wing tips gently tickled the ground from where he was crushing them. Unsurprisingly, the doll didn’t answer.

Levioth actually seemed a little surprised when he didn’t get an answer. “Okay, looks like I gave you a little too much tranquilizer,” he muttered, laughing a little as he began to adjust Zackary so he wasn’t completely flopped on the couch

Zackary’s body moved like a liquid, or cat-like, until his wings were spread out more comfortably and the spear lodged in his joint was much more hideously obvious. His head lolled again and his eyes were closed.

Levioth let out a soft sigh, shaking his head at the sight of the injury. “Lucky you aren’t dead enough to eat,” he muttered before chuckling a little, rubbing at the back off his neck before going to find the healer

(What now frien)

(He mentioned getting someone to fix Zackary earlier so I’m having him go grab that person n come back)

(Ok

So continue, then

It’s kinda boring to narrate a doll)

(Yeah, don’t worry, I’ll fix that)

Levioth returned shortly, an annoyed looking man in tow. They exchanged a few words, mostly the stranger, a redhead with sunglasses on, saying how stupid Levioth was for poisoning a stranger, and afterwards fixed Zackary’s wounds with an injection of an odd green substance. After a few minutes he left, and shortly after that the paralysis wore off

The wound at the joint healed as well as the bruises on his chest, with the sprained ankle on his left leg. Zackary slowly stirred from his outage, his mouth twitching and shutting slowly as his eyes opened.
”Uuugh… wh…. what happpened?”

“Gave you a little too much to knock you out. But I got a guy to fix you up, so now you’ve gotta say thank you and sorry,” Levioth hummed smugly

Zackary inhaled slowly, looking up at the other man. “Uuuhhhh…. no thanks.” He curled up in a comfy ball of warm sleepy demon. “I’ma sleep some more.”

Levioth just raised a brow, clearly unimpressed. “Hell no, you aren’t sleeping more. Not until you apologize and thank me,” he huffed, poking Zackary with a claw

Zackary growled faintly and curled up tighter. “I could've died. Thanks for getting in the way of that,” He huffed angrily, shifting so his back was turned against the couch.

Levioth rolled his eyes, but didn't comment, figuring that was as good as he was getting. So he grabbed a soft-looking blanket off the back of the couch and draped it over Zackary, grinning a bit as he booped him, this time without venom, before walking off

(Skip?)

(yeet)

(Yeeet to when?)

(we can do when Zackary wakes up)

(Sounds good .p.)

(aight)

Levioth was lounging in a hammock strung up by the large window in the living room, eating straight out of a large bag of Doritos as he watched TV. He occasionally licked his fingers, only so he could actually touch the remote to switch channels every now and then

Zackary stirred for the second time on his stay from the couch, moving his head up slowly from the blanket and his wings. He stretched out slowly, moving his legs back cat-like and his wings arching up as he stretched. He yawned widely then relaxed again.

Levioth raised a brow when he noticed Zackary moving out of the corner of his eye, and he grinned toothily as he rolled over onto his stomach, tail idly flicking. "Morning, sleeping beauty," he teased

Zackary looked up at him from his stretched position, baring his teeth at the other. “Shut up. Why are you eating something like that so early? Ugh.”

"This early? Bud, I brought you in midday, and it's only the evening now. Besides, there's never a bad time for sweet and spicy Doritos," Levioth chuckled, crunching down two more chips for emphasis

Zackary watched Levioth eat with an annoyed expression on his face. “Uhuh. Evening. It feels like it’s been longer than that, though,” He growled skeptically, squinting.

"Probably because Cas's magic makes you sleep harder than usual. It's normal," Levioth said around a mouthful of chips, tail flicking again as he ate a few more chips, using his tail to grab the soda he had set down on the cabinet next to him, taking a swig before setting it down

Zackary watched his actions, the expression returning. “Yeah… alright, then,” He said with a slight sneer. “Well, I’m going to go now.” Before I’m too disgusted with your diet… He stood slowly.