Asher Sellinite

Homesick

 Everyone likes me, I don't like many folks. Honestly, if you trust absolutely everyone, there's something wrong with you- genuinely. I've found that I'm nicest to strangers because I don't want to stir up drama and conflict if we just met and I barely know how you tick. When I've known someone for ages, however, I'll be a bit of an asshole sometimes- blunt, I've heard people say, stubborn. Because it matters more to me that the folks closest to me understand my actual perspective than if they enjoy my company.

Like with my parents- we weren't close, so whenever we were 'hanging out' I was easygoing and sweet because I knew that with how dramatic their reactions were that they were never going to be able to hold enough space for the real me. And, funny enough, my parents were the only folks back on earth that didn't seem to like me. People not liking me doesn't bother me as much as I just don't want to be bothered with another round of boring conflict. That's why I'm easygoing with strangers and people I hate- once you've had enough conflict in your life it gets boring and you have to just hold back your laughter at the more trivial complaints and insults. Lemme tell you that you'll get the shit kicked out of you if you laugh at the wrong person on the street.

I'm having one of those moments with Courtney right now. Asher doesn't really seem to want to keep more than one 'pet' at a time, says they're too much work, so he invited Courtney over to see if she wanted to adopt Marcus as if he were a stray puppy. I really don't want to see Marcus go, I mean, Courtney is way more unhinged than Asher and I genuinely think he'd be safer where I can keep an eye on him. I'm pretty sure Marcus got a minor concussion from his little fall into that pit, he's... still tired a few days later and he's sleeping half the time. He really doesn't need the added stress of living with an Eeriox- or at least with Courtney right now.

Courtney low key looks ridiculous hovering over Marcus as he sleeps off his injuries on the plush blue couch in the living room, a fluffy gray blanket tucked underneath his arms as he lays on his back. She's gushing about how adorable he is and how cute his little snores are... is this how Courtney acts around me when I sleep too? I mean, it's definitely entertaining to watch her talk herself in circles about exactly how she could, for instance, scratch under Marcus' chin or pet his hair... maybe even comb or braid it. I swear this fae has an obsession with braiding hair.

I'm sitting on the loveseat next to the couch, it's way too early for me to give a shit about Courtney's ramblings, but she's loud enough to keep me awake. Marcus is either a heavy sleeper or he's more concussed than I thought. I hug my knees to my chest as I listen to Asher explain to Courtney how Marcus was found and that he might need to see a vet soon, expressing to her his vague concerns about Marcus' mental state as well,

"It was just way too easy for me to hypnotize the mortal, I sincerely doubt that he has his full mental capabilities at the moment," Asher sounds concerned for Marcus, which I definitely appreciate, "I was thinking that he could stay here until he's feeling like himself... maybe a few vet visits, then you may decide if you would like to take him home with you Courtney." She nods and ruffles Marcus' hair with a playful smile,

"I can't wait to play with him! I bet he'd be so much fun to mess with." Asher rolls his eyes and pinches the bridge of his nose at Courtney's childishness, and I hear him sigh heavily,

"Why must you Eeriox make everything into a silly mess?" Asher mutters under his breath before speaking up, "I don't think it's a good idea to mess with an injured human, Courtney. Especially a fully-grown one."

"Oh, how old is he?" Courtney asks with a lighthearted smile, prompting Asher to groan in frustration as he tells her that Marcus is 25, "oooh, so he is fully grown. How strong do you imagine his libido is?" Asher looks shocked,

"Why would you like to know that of all things, Courtney? You couldn't possibly be thinking of-" Asher is cut off,

"Well, maybe. But I wouldn't enslave him- he's too cute for that," the way Courtney says this is so casual that it sends a chill down my spine, I sit up a little straighter as I watch the scene unfold. Asher seems genuinely upset, I don't know how, but I think that Asher, a demon, has a more human-like moral compass than an Eeriox... are fae really that far removed empathetically?