forum Shoulder Demon (O/O)

Started September 21, 2019 by @Vuclan-is-tired

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Grayson was still on the couch, chin resting on his knees as he continued to stare down at the floor. He flinched occasionally, glancing up as Seth called his name. "Oh..How are you feeling?" He asked gently, not moving.

Seth moved to the couch slowly before sitting down and smiling a little. He kisses Grayson's cheek gently. "Better.. Thank you for taking care of me." He whispers as he slowly leans back.

Grayson took his hand and kissed it gently. “Is there anything else I can do?” He asked, glancing over at Seth.

Seth shook his head. "No I'm alright angel." He assures. "Just… Just stay with me…" He whispers, his eyes shutting.

Grayson nodded, shifting closer to him, making sure not to hurt him. "You're okay.." He whispered, resting cheek on the back of the couch and stroking Seth's head gently.

He leaned into the other, taking in his warmth and comfort. He sighed in relief and kissed Grayson's cheek. "I know I'm okay as long as I'm with you." He whispers as he looks up at the other.

“Did…did you know it would be this bad?” He asked, referring to all the cuts and bruises on Seth’s body.

Seth glanced down at his covered torso before shrugging a little. "I had a suspicion." He mutters as he leans onto Grayson's shoulder, taking his hand.

“Will you tell me? If there’s a next time?” He asked quietly. “I didn’t know what they were doing to you. I thought they would kill you..”

He nods slowly. "I'm not going back…" He whispers after a moment. "I'm going off the grid." He kisses Grayson's cheek. "I wouldn't let them kill me. I have to come back to you." He smiled a little.

Grayson smiled sadly, tracing small circles into his palm. “Are you tired? Hungry? Anything?”

(I feel a bit better. Thank you.)

Seth inhaled unsteadily before shaking his head. "No… I don't need anything. Thank you, love." he mutters, placing a kiss on his cheek.

Grayson sighed softly, nodding. He shifted nervously, hating the slight tension between them. He gently leaned his head on Seth’s shoulder, squeezing his hand.

Seth smiled softly and kissed his cheek gently. "Is something on your mind, love?" He whispers as he looks down at him.

“I just..I’m sorry. I feel like I’m never completely honest with you. You hardly know anything about me..” He said quietly, stroking Seth’s palm.

Seth thinks for a moment before saying quietly. "That's okay, love. It takes time for people to open up and to talk. So don't worry about pushing yourself to tell me things about yourself. You take your time."

“I do want to..I just don’t know where to start..” He thought for a second, looking down at the couch. “I was adopted when I was 11. Before that, I lived with my biological father. My mom died when I was four.” He started, taking a breath.

Seth shifted so he could listen intently as well as offer support of it was needed. His back ached but he ignored it in favor of listening to Grayson. He gently took Grayson's hand gently.

“My father has some sort of mental illness. No one ever told me what it was. I only started noticing it when I was about eight. He would come home from work everyday and inspect everything in the house to see if it was in the right place. He did it to me too.” Grayson took a breath, twisting the bottom of his shirt in his hand. “If my shirt was crooked or wrinkled or if my hair was still wet after showering or if I had a blemish or mark on my skin, stuff like that. He would get really really mad and take it out on me by hitting or raping me, sometimes both. Usually he would find excuses to hurt me for no reason. When he went away on business trips, he would tie me to the foot of my bed and just leave me there. That went on for three years. I hardly ever went outside. He homeschooled me. Then finally somehow I ended up in a hospital and he was arrested. I don’t remember how. I don’t think I was conscious when it happened. There’s more but I can’t..” He trailed off, falling silent.

(Thank you love. I'll keep that in mind.)

Seth listened, his eyes soft with concern and support. As he listened his hand gently took Graysons. When he stopped, Seth was furious. He of course didn't show this emotion, but his hatred towards his loves father was growing even more. Instead, his face became soft, filled with love. "It's alright love. It's okay. You told me what you were ready to tell. I'm so proud of you for that." He mutters, kissing the back of his hand.