Grayson immediately froze when the guy spoke, his hand falling still. “Uh-um..hi, hello. I’m g-good. How are you?” He stammered, his mind racing.
It has to be GAYYY! 1/1 (I need practice writing gay bois!)
Samaeal chuckled almost inaudibly as his name was called. He got up, msking his way over to collect his coffee. He gave the brownie to the other boy, adjusting his beanie, smiling with his eyes.
"I'm… Well I do suppose I'm alright…" Samaeal said, looking at the boy. He was small, cute, awkward and simpatico. Like a little kitten.
"How long have you lived here?" He inquired.
Grayson shook his head slightly, sliding the brownie back to the other guy. He frowned a bit as the boys thought drifted through his head. I do not look like a kitten.. He thought, ruffling his hair a little. “Uh..bout three years..how bout you?”
Two weeks." Samaeal said. "Trust me… It's OK… Have it!" He insisted…
“No..I-I’m not hungry.” He said, a hint of a smile on his face.
"Very well then I'll make you a deal!" Samaeal said, cutting the brownie in half.
"Why are you so insistent on this?" Grayson asked, his thoughts slowing a little but still wary of this strange interaction.
"If you want the truth it doesn't matter." Samaeal said. His thoughts were fervent on that fact.
I can get the truth.. Grayson thought to himself. "Really, it's fine. I didn't come here for you to waste money on me."
"Fair point!" Samaeal said. "However I did come here to scope out the people in this town." Samaeal said.
"Then why are you with me?" Grayson asked, genuinely wondering.
"I'm asking myself the same question." Samaeal said. "Considering you aren't like the average person in this town, are you?" He said, without persecution, instead, with curiosity.
"N-no..not really I guess.."
Me either." The demon said honestly. "But I'm willing to bet you knew that." He added. He could smell the difference in this boi's brain.
Oh..oh no..time to go. Grayson thought, standing up quickly. "Uh, um..I should probably be going. Nice to meet you and everything."
"Very well!" Samaeal said, taking off his beanie to reveal his horns. The barista gasped. "But just know that nobody will fear you for being who you are!"
Grayson's mouth fell open as he stared up at Samaeal's horns. He quickly closed it and cleared his throat. "H-how..wh..uh..um…" He stammered out, his brain going crazy, intercepting the thoughts from all the other customers and employees in the shop.
"I'm…" Samaeal said, ashamed. "I'm a demon…"
"Y-yeah I got that." Grayson nodded flinching a bit. He looked around at all the people who were gaping. "If you guys could calm down a bit that would be great." He said loudly, their loud, very annoying thoughts giving him a headache.
Samaeal started to walk out of the store, as the people in the shop were upsetting the other guy's condition.
Grayson shook his head and ran a hand through his hair, turning to Samaeal. "Wait. H-how did you know?"
"I can smell the chemical differences in your brain." Samaeal said, finally loosening his tail and letting it slip out of his pants.
"Is that why you were talking to me? To find out what I was?" He said, sounding a little accusatory.
"Is that why you were talking to me? To find out what I was?" He said, sounding a little accusatory.
"I didn't know what you were until the smell dawned on me! But I didn't say hello for that, I approached you because you seemed interesting." The demon revealed.
Grayson could tell he was telling the truth but was still wary of the other boys past eagerness to talk to him. "Interesting?"
"Well, I disturbed this café, and for that, I'm sorry." The demon said, reprimanding himself back to Hell metaphorically.
"You don't mind if I buy you one more coffee?" He asked. "To mske up for it?"
"To make up for what? It's not my cafe." He shrugged.
"To make up for disturbing you. You were perfectly fine and I wrecked that…"
“Oh..well no..it’s fine. I’m fine.”
"Very well…" Samaeal said, starting to walk off to his Nissan…