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

Neo sighed gently. “He’ll be okay after a bit. Maybe.”
Met cast his brother a nervous look and scootched away.
“Maybe… not…”

Seth smiles softly in assurance before walking into the house to make the lemonade.

Jace wandered over to Met slowly and as he shuffled away he asked Neo, “Why’s he so afraid, Neo?”
Neo sighed. “Met… Met’s been through a lot, Jace. He’s all messed up from that.”

Seth hears this as he walks out of the pitcher and he frowns a little as he holds out the cups of lemonade.

Neo put a gentle hand on Jace’s shoulder, who looked concerned. “Met’s okay, now, Jace. He’ll be happy here with us.”
“Are you sure?”
“I… Yes, I’m sure.”

"Lemonade, boys!" He calls before entering the house and grabbing the meat. He checks it and smiles.

Neo jumped out of his thoughts. “Come on, Jace, let’s go!”
Jace beamed and hopped over into the house to get a cup.

"Food is ready as well." He picks up the food. "Zackary! Dinner!"

Neo beckoned his twin. “Come on, Met, dinner!”
“I’m not hungry.”

Zackary skulked out of the shadow of the refridgerator. “I’m right here, Seth.”

Seth jumps, then looks at Zackary with concern. He walks towards the other, setting the meat down and gently hugs the other.

Neo frowned. “You have to be! You haven’t eaten in ages!”
Met shrugged.

Zackary hugged Seth back tenderly. “Food?” He asked, glancing earnestly at the meat.

"Yes, food." Seth replies, smiling a little bit. "Do you want me to bring you some, or do you want to join us?" He asks softly.

Zackary sighed. “I’ll eat.”

Met shuffled around on the ground. “I’ll stay here.”
Neo shook his head and walked over. “Come on!”
“No, thanks.”

Seth nods and sets a small kiss on his cheek. "I love you." He mutters softly before carrying the food outside.

Zackary hummed gently. “I love you too.”

Neo grabbed Met’s hands, who shook his head angrily.

"Foods ready." Seth calls happily.

Neo sighed. “Come on, Met!”
Met shook his head again. “I’m fine.”

Seth tilts his head, humming softly.

Neo growled angrily and hoisted his brother up onto his feet. “Come eat!”
“I’m not hungry.” Met plopped back down.

Seth looks at the boys in concern.

Neo tugged on him. “Met, eat something anyway.”
“No. Neo, I’m fine.”

Seth looks at the boys in concern. "Is everything alright?" He asks gently.

Neo huffed and turned towards Seth. “He doesn’t want to eat! He hasn’t eaten in ages!”

Seth nods and walks towards Neo and Met, pausing before he was standing next to Neo. "Met… Please. I don't want you going hungry." He says gently.

Met shuffled away from the pair. “I’m not hungry!” His soft voice was raised somewhat in his indignation.

Seth sighs and kneels. "Please?" He asks gently.

Met glared at Neo from under his sheet of hair. “No, I’m fine.”

He sighs softly before standing.

(Hey Bleu do you think we could do no one-liners? Uhm it’s a habit I’m trying to break and yeah)

Neo shifted and watched Seth stand. “Are you going to do anything?”

(Sure!)

Seth nods before sighing and walking past the two. "I'm not feeling well. If anyone needs me I'll be in my room." He says softly, before walking back into the house. He wraps his arms around his torso, feeling sick and weak. He bites his lip and takes a breath, managing to make it to his room.