narcotic sweet talk » danti

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Dark grumbled to himself as he got ready for work the next morning. He was tired as hell for staying up extra late the night before and pissy because he had to collect a hundred-something souls, a number that he believed deserved a fucking medal.

He pulled on a ripped up flannel and comfortable black jeans, he was going to be doing a lot of running today and didn't want to deal with the possibility of tearing his jeans in the ass. As much as Dark liked the torn-up clothes aesthetic, he didn't want a hole being there.

After he was done getting ready, he went into the kitchen where Anti sat at the table, back hunched over as he drank his coffee and typed away at his laptop. His bright green hair was a tousled mess as well as his wrinkled pajamas. Dark envied him, he could stay at home and work without as much as getting out of bed if he so pleased. Anti didn't like staying in bed all day though, he had too much pent up energy by night time, and  he would drive Dark up the walls with his rambunctious antics.

"Mornin' Dark," Anti greeted, pulling him out of his own thoughts.

"Good morning," Dark replied, walking further into the kitchen to get himself a cup of coffee. "Already working I see?"

"Yes and it sucks balls, I'm laggin' today I dunno how I'm gonna get this done," the demon groaned while running his fingers through his shaggy locks. Anti looked at him through exhausted eyes before speaking. "You leavin' soon?"

Dark nodded before downing the rest of his coffee. He really wished he didn't have to leave every day; if it were up to him, he'd spend all day at home, lazing around with Anti. He'd spend every waking moment with the demon if he could to be quite honest. Wow, that wasn't gay sounding at all.

Dark didn't realize it but Anti was still staring at him, admiring the way Dark's face looked when he was deep in thought. Furrowed brows, glazed-over red eyes staring intently at the floor, his bottom lip pulled between his razor like teeth. Anti wondered how he didn't draw blood from the sharpness and how he wished those teeth were biting his own lip. Anti blushed slightly before turning away and returning to his work, he had bigger problems facing him at the moment more-so than his kinda-sorta crush on his friend.

Without turning around again, Anti spoke softly, drawing Dark's attention. "Aren't you supposed to be to work now?"

Dark snapped out of his day dreaming and mumbled out a "yes" before gathering his supplies and heading out the door. Anti sighed when he heard the door shut, he was finally alone, not that he minded when Dark was here obviously, but he was a huge distraction.

Anti couldn't help the tiny crush he had on his friend, it was practically a given. Dark was the hottest person Anti had ever laid eyes on and the fact that Dark was his friend and roommate made the green haired demon's head spin. Dark was so kind to him, but to everyone else he was the biggest asshole known to man, he almost felt bad for anyone who had to deal with him.

Anti had no idea why Dark was so kind to only him, he always wanted to ask but he was afraid Dark would realize his actions and treat him like he would anyone else. That didn't sit well with Anti, he loved the special feeling he got whenever Dark would smile at him, or hug him, or grace him with that joyous laugh of his whenever Anti said something dumb, which he did a lot, totally not on purpose though.

Anti flicked his attention back to the monitor before him and sighed dramatically. There was no other way the work was going to get done unless he started now, he didn't want a repeat of last night. He felt terrible for falling asleep and leaving the work to Dark to complete, which he didn't have to do but did out of the kindness in his own heart. Anti was truly grateful, mostly because if he hadn't of finished his work...who knows what Lucifer would do to him. Anti made a mental note to make it up to Dark later when he got home from soul collecting, maybe he'd make him a nice dinner or a back rub or a blowj-