Sly got up and walked to the entry way and began to act out Matt. It started out as him using his wings as cover as he came in giggling like a fool just all buzzed from it. He then proceeds to flop on the coach laughing.
"Wow. I’d hate to see ‘im while the bloke’s around.”
"Okay, Rory. Tell me an embarrassing story about Victor."
"Alright, so when I used to live with Victor way back when, we had separate rooms and he was having one night stand’s every other night and there was this one time when he brought home this girl and she was being really loud, I barged in and yelled in my most flamboyant voice ever: ‘Victor! Oh my God! I can’t believe you’re cheating on me!’ And never have I ever seen a woman stop so fast, get dressed, and bolt out the door. And when Victor tried to explain himself he started saying stuff like ‘Babe, don’t worry he’s just my brother—’ and then the woman screamed and ran out of the house.”
dean’s always opening doors for cas and it annoys the fuck out of cas so he starts using his angel powers to open doors like 20 feet ahead of time bUT THEN dean gets annoyed so every time they’re walking toward a door dean shoves cas out of the way and sprints for it. he’s been hit in the face a few times by doors suddenly flying open on him.
Sophia stayed quiet while he spoke. For most of her human years, she had often wondered what it would be like to finally have a child of her own. She thought that had been lost to her when she was turned… This should have been one of the happiest moments of her existence.
"You know what? We’re not going to worry about it right now," she mumbled. "At least I’m not." She stood up too at that point. "All my human life I knew I wanted this… and now it’s happening. I’m going to be happy about this. We have an income, we have an apartment. It’ll be fine… One day at a time."
He listened to her speak, still pacing. He never did want any of this. He never wanted to fall in love again, he sure as hell didn’t want a kid but if Sophia wanted it then he’d find a way to want it too. "Fuck. I’m just— I… I’m terrified, Soph.”
okAY BUT IMAGINE MUSE A BEING TALLER THAN MUSE B AND THEY TAKE SHOWERS TOGETHER AND MUSE B WANTS TO WASH MUSE A'S HAIR, BUT MUSE B CAN’T FUCKING REACH AND MUSE A PICKS UP THE LITTLE SHORTY BY THEIR THIGHS AND MUSE B WRAPS THEIR LEGS AROUND MUSE A'S WAIST, AND WASHES THEIR HAIR AND KISSES THEM UNDER THE RUNNING WATER GETTING THE SHAMPOO ON BOTH OF THE M AND THEY GIGGLE A LOT I'M acTUALLY CRYING AT THE THOUGHT OF THIS.
"Not this time," he replied, knowing that, should he stir up enough hatred, he didn’t need to deal with her parents being upset, should she be harmed. "You might let them know you’re alright." He understood rebelling and doing as you liked, but he didn’t think his priests were prepared for Lucifer to storm the temple… ever.
"Maybe next time then, yea? And just so you know, I’ll be here when you get back. Raise some hell while you’re gone.” She mused, runing a hand through her wild curls.
Rolling his eyes a little, Tezca leaned down to let her kiss him, if only because he found her height amusing. “I have work to do,” he stated, that being his way of saying he had to be going.
She grinned, standing on her tip toes once more to peck him on the lips. She sighed. "And I can’t tag along just this once? I mean I just really don’t fee l like waiting for you to un-busy yourself and going back home doesn’t sound all that appealing either…”
"Oh dude, you’d look pretty dang cool." She said looking at her float and took a sip from it. "Where’d you get your tats from? They are amazing.." She was a bit surprised this guy was just being friendly to her. She liked it, better than all the cat calls she normally got.
"Oh, just some old, rundown, tattoo shop just outside of Nashville, Tennessee. Not even sure if it’s still there anymore.” He thought for a moment before shrugging his shoulders.
Tezca thought he felt her stir, but let it go. His cousins were still talking, with the god muttering his replies from time to time, always in Nahutal.
All she could do was smile at him. And she sure as hell didn’t want to wake him, knowing that once he was awake he’d have to carry on working and she honestly didn’t know when she’d get to spend a day like this with him again.
The god fell asleep soon after, a light sleep as suited for his form.
After a few hours, Sarah awoke, this only being a short nap for her. But when she’d seen that Tezca was still asleep, she merely settled for laying awake within the loose grasp of his arms, not really minding.
Though he was extremely tired, amber eyes were now half opened. “Do you want some help?” he asked with a clear of his throat. He couldn’t paint, at least not compared to the skills the other had, but he didn’t want the male to do all the work.
"No no no. By repainting I meant… repainting.” The angel gestured to the array of brushes and different colored paints. Though they mainly consisted of blues and yellows and maybe a few greens. "So unless you want to sit through an hour long painting lesson and two hour lecture on Van Gogh, I think it’d be better for me to go ahead and do this on my own.”
"Jus’ lemme pass out here—" he muttered, his accent mushing words together as he spoke them. He had been packed with work, both with classes and the mechanic job he held, and was completely exhausted.
"Alright. But I should warn you— I’m repainting the ceiling today.” Liam informed, looking down at the other who was nearly asleep as he carried the cans of paint he had in his arms over to a table to set them down.
Tezca thought about it for a moment, nodding slowly. He could have lied. It would have been easy. He didn’t think he could handle it well, though. “Yes,” he added, almost as an after thought. Explaining what was going on in his mind would be next to impossible, though.
Sarah barely prevented herself from sighing in relief but she did smile and mimic his nod. She slowly laid back down to where she’d previously been laying. ”Good.”
He kept his silence for the moment, watching her face. He knew she was upset, but he was torn between caring and not. “It shouldn’t surprise anyone,” he replied, sitting up after a moment.
"Yea but I just— I saw the look in your eyes, the smile on your face, even the way you kissed me… was there any meaning or feeling behind any of that for you?” She asked as calmly as she could, praying there was even the smallest shred of feeling behind it.
It was by all meanings easy to see that this man was not looking forward to being helped. As he rose to his feet, John stepped back, leading him to one of the doors at the side. “What happened, exactly?” He asked as soon as they had settled down. He sat on an office chair, and the other man was asked to sit on top of a white sterilized table. “Can I please have a look at your arm?” He asked, and held out his hand.
James was cooperative for the most part, following after him and sitting down on the white table. He registered what the other male said but only shrugged as a response. He didn’t really feel comfortable admitting that he’d just taken a blade to his forearm and stabbed it until he couldn’t feel it anymore. He reluctantly gave the man his arm, sighing once more.
Tezca didn’t say anything for a moment, the god trying to decide how he felt about this. All be could do was lie still and hope this was a passing weakness, something he could walk away from as soon as possible.
His silence only reminded him of who she was falling in love with. She wasn’t all that surprised by it. "But of course you wouldn’t want that. Not from me. Not from anyone I’m guessing. Doesn’t surprise me that much that you’d rather be alone.” She sighed, sitting up to look at him. She frowned at him.
He smirked a little, nodding in thought. “My queen would never have to worry with anyone upsetting her… since she would have the power to destroy them, should she desire it.”
"That sounds really wonderful actually. But to be honest, I think all the little things would be the best thing about being your queen. Like just falling asleep and waking up next to you; being able to do something like this— it’s very satisfactory.” She replied, snuggling up to him once more.