Demons of Hell (Closed, but stalkers are welcome~)

Zackary plopped majestically onto the floor of the hallway.

Seth chuckles softly, hauling him up and helping him get to the bedroom so he could rest.

(Ima go to bed. niiight)

(Okie. Night!)

(Helloooo)

Zackary hung limply as Seth carried him, and grunted softly when Seth plopped him onto the bed. "Thanks."

Seth chuckles softly, kissing his lips briefly. "Anything for you, love." He says quietly.

Zackary grunted again and stretched out the length of the bed.

Seth smiles softly before walking out of the room. He leans against the wall for a moment, glancing at the fading mark before taking a deep breath and returning to Jace's side.

Zackary relaxed into the sheets. It… stopped?
Not quite, Wings, unless you'd like it to.

He gently ruffles Jace's hair before walking to the kitchen and starting on the dishes.

Jace giggled and looked up at Seth.

Please, no.
Yessss?
A surge of electric agony exploded through Zackary's facial and head scars, which made him curl up into a tight ball on the bed.

Seth smiles softly, turning on the water, sighing softly as he does so.

Jace finished quickly and hopped down out of his chair, then over to Seth.

Seth looks down at him. "Hey there handsome," he says, chuckling softly.

Jace held up his plate with a toothy smile.

Seth chuckles at takes the plate, his gaze gentle.

Jace beamed. "Thank you! What are we gonna do today?"

"I'm not sure, little man. We'll figure it out once your dad is done resting." Seth begins to wash the dishes, humming softly as he does so.

Jace sat down next to Seth's feet, pulling the snake plush out of his shirt.

Seth laughs softly at that, glancing down at Jace he blows a few bubbles from washing the dishes at the smaller boy.

Jace glanced up and grinned at the sudsy bubbles. He reached up a hand then it tragically popped.

Seth chuckles, continuing to blow the bubbles towards the younger.

Jace raised his hand giggling as he popped them with his fingers and snake plush.

Seth chuckles, enjoying making Jace smile. He hums softly as he does so, laughing with him.

Jace stood up and stood on his tippy toes so he could see the sink. "Wow! That's a lot of bubbles. You know, Mr. Demon Daddy, we have a dishwasher."

Seth chuckles softly. "I know, but I prefer to handwash. Sometimes the washer doesn't get those nasty stains out."

Jace drew a blank. "But dishes don't get stains. They're not clothes!"

Seth chuckles, "Sometimes they get really dirty and the dishwasher can't clean them off." He says, laughing softly.

Jace furrowed his brow and nodded. "That makes sense, but wouldn't handwashing take longer?"

"A little bit. But it takes longer to wait for the dishwasher, right?" he asks, smiling a little.