The Demons Making a Living RP (Closed//Stalkers Enabled)

He washed up, leaving the plates to dry before locking the doors and closing the windows. He went up both flights of stairs to reach their room.

The empty guest room gaped at him as he passed it. The door was usually closed.

He raised his eyebrows, looking into the room before closing the door. He went into their bedroom, "Hey darling, did you open the guest room door?"

Lil was laying among the sheets in their bed, and she raised her head a little when she spoke. "Hmm? Oh, no. I think it was open when I passed, though."

He shrugged, "It's probably nothing." He walked into the bathroom and brushed his teeth before joining her in bed.

(cleaned his teeth)

She rolled over so he could squeeze in, and curled up against him. "My parents are expecting us at one tomorrow, so maybe we could do something in the morning."

(Is that weird? Wait, do normal people not clean their teeth? Is it meant to be brushed?)

He hummed in agreement, holding her close, "We could go into town, or to the beach," He suggested.

(brushed, yes)

"The beach is too sandy, and in town, we might meet a demon hunter." She sighed. "I guess we could go to Kissing Point and watch the sunrise like we used to." She grinned sleepily.

(Ah, Okie Dokie)

"Yeah, that sounds nice. But for now, let's sleep." He closed his eyes, a smile pulling on his lips.

"Okay. Good night." She kissed him and set her head down on his pillow.

"Night," He mumbled letting sleep take over him.

It was very late at night, around 2:30. They slept comfortably and curled up in bliss until there was a loud crashing sound and a familiar scream.

He woke up with a start, looking around the room "What was that?" He asked, his hand wrapping around one of hers.

however, she wasn't there (heh forgot to mention that).

Razin was finally able to place why that scream was so familiar.

"Lil?" He called, stumbling out of bed before running to the source of the scream. "Lil?" He called out louder.

Lil snarled angrily at the imposter, who was eyeing her like a child and their favorite candy.
"C'mon, lady, you don't wanna worry your husband… Just lemme take a couple bites." HIs voice was slurred and deep and his eyes were red and bloodshot.

"Lil?" He said, walking into the room where the imposter and she were. He assessed the situation, anger rising in him, "Get the hell out of our house!" He shouted at the intruder stepping forward next to Lil.

The guy reared awkwardly back, to look at Razin. Lil took advantage of his momentary distraction and kicked him straight in the crotch. The guy howled comically with pain and took a knee on their shiny kitchen floor.

"Nice one, Sweetheart," He complimented, before grabbing a frying pan and slamming it into the side of his face.

It echoed and he fell to his left side, a broken tooth falling out, as well as a stream of blood. He was knocked out.
Lil grinned affectionately at her husband. "Great job. Now we can eat him." She wrinkled her nose. "Actually, let's not. He's got some kinda funkiness in his…" She trailed off.

"Right, we could just leave him outside a bar, they all tend to be closed by now," He said, putting the frying pan to the side.

"Well, it's better than being sued for harassment I guess." She crouched down and lifted him up by the armpits, the wrinkles in her nose deepening. "Ugh, he reeks. I'll need to take a million showers." She grumbled as she dragged him down the steps.

He picked up the car keys before helping her out with the body, "Has this name never showered before?" He asked, breathing through his mouth now.

"Ugh, I don't know. Let's just toss him in the back, and rinse ourselves off with the hose or something."

"Yeah, alright." He agreed, holding him by the ankles. He dragged him out the back door, to the garden, dropping him there.

She glared at him. "Open the trunk!"

"Alright," He opened the trunk, going back to pick him up again.

Lil dragged him over for the majority of the way and with Razin's help lifted him into the trunk. She looked down at the body. "We don't have time to hose ourselves off, so we'll just track this filthiness everywhere until we get home." She growled grimly before closing the trunk.

He sighed, "Well, let's just get this over and done with." He walked around to the front of the car, jumping into the driver's seat and turning on the engine.

Lil joined him in the passengers and buckled up. "Don't forget to buckle up, dear, we don't want to get pulled over again."