forum “All my friends are demons, take it slow…” (romance oxo)

Started March 06, 2022 by @Tired-but-passionate

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Lucas nodded, smile widening as he moved his laptop to the side, "I'd love to! Is it okay if I…" He gestured to the space beside Bailey, a silent question if it was okay to sit by him. If not that was totally okay with him, but Lucas didn't want to invade his personal space in case he wasn't comfortable with that, "I don't have any pets, Dad says they make a mess and well," He shrugged, "If he came home to find a cat or dog he'd throw a fit so, I'll take any pictures you got."

Suddenly Bailey hissed with pain and shut his eyes tight. Did Dirgan manage to actually pierce through his skin? But no, that was not within a demon’s power. When he looked, there was nothing on his shoulders, and yet he clearly felt five claws digging into them.
He just shook his head. Even if he wanted Lucas to sit by him, his height was intimidating even while they were sitting down, and Dirgan would surely make the pain unbearable. “It’s fine,” he muttered dismissively.
After he shook his head, Dirgan loosened his grip on him, and he was able to take his phone out of his pocket. Setting his laptop beside him, he scrolled a bit through his phone until he came to a stop. A small smile came to his face before he leaned forward to show Lucas. The phone showed a picture of a small, gray Scottish fold licking its paw. It almost looked like the cat was actively ignoring the one taking the photo.

Lucas couldn't help the frown that replaced his smile at Bailey's wince and hiss. He opened his mouth to ask if he was okay but by that point, Bailey was already moving on and grabbing his phone. He stayed where he was on the ground, though shuffled a little closer to get a better look at the phone and the photo. He noted the smile, and found himself glad to be seeing it again, "Awh! She's adorable." Big eyes, soft fur, Smoke did look very sweet, and Lucas wasn't surprised someone like Bailey would have a cat such as that, "Is she a cuddly one? I know some cats hate that stuff and prefer to be alone."

“Yes, she is,” Bailey chuckled. He rubbed his shoulder, despite the phantom claws. “Ah, she’s… a selective cuddler. She cuddles with me and my dad, but never my mom. And with people outside of my family, it just depends on how cuddly they are in return, I guess.” He brought the phone back and put it back in his pocket.
The pain got worse. Shoulda kept your mouth shut, kid. Bailey grunted and rubbed his shoulder again. “It doesn’t matter,” he whispered under his breath. “Sharing a photo doesn’t mean that much.”

Lucas chuckled softly, "Most cats are. One of my mates has a cat who's a complete asshole. Hates everyone and everything and really only stays around for the food, you're lucky yours isn't like that." He leant back on his hands, head tilting softly to the side as his brows furrowed at Bailey's grunt, "Hey, are you okay? If you're in pain I have some painkillers. Or I can take you home," He shrugged. Even though he felt like he'd barely gotten to know him, if something, if Lucas, was making him uncomfortable in any way then he didn't want to force Bailey to stay, "If you wanna go. I'm sure I'll get the hang of this essay thing eventually."

“Yeah. I love her a lot.” Bailey glanced to the side, and saw Sillmud laying easily on the bed with crossed legs with closed eyes and a small smile, clearly feeding on his pain. He frowned for a moment, still rubbing his shoulder. “What? I’m fine. My shoulder just hurts a little, it’s not a big deal.” He took a breath, then focused his gaze on Lucas. “Besides, you’re supposed to help me out too. I still need to do the math homework.”