Demon Chemistry | Baxter x Niffty

Chapter 10: Talk it out.

"Niffty? Are you there? May i come in?"

"Oh what do you want, you cold blooded nerd?!" Niffty asked with insult. A sniffle followed next.

"Niffty please, I just want to talk." Baxter asked with some nervousness, especially when Alastor was standing in the hallway.
"I just...want to talk it out. I-have no intentions to bring you downstairs to humiliate you. Please. Mr. Alastor is outside and he approved of this."

There was silence for awhile until Niffty finally unlocked the door and cracked it open. Niffty's eye peeked through the crevice, it was pink from crying hard and it was giving a look of sadness that even got Baxter's heart broken a little. He expressed it a little with a hint of sad shock on his face.
"Come on in, nerdy jerk." She said it in such a monotone way that didn't sound like her usually self. As he walked in, he looked at Alastor who tilted his head and squinted his eyes. Baxter better make it right or else he's doomed.

"Lock the door. I don't want anyone else coming into my room anymore." Niffty said as she sat down on the bed. He locked it with his hands wrapped around his back, but left it slightly unlocked in case something were to happen to him. Niffty finally smiled a little and tapped on her bed so that he would end up sitting next to her for the conversation.

"On the bed? Oh no please don't try anything weird and inappropriate! I'm very certain that she will push me onto the bed and then force herself onto me. I can't let that happen, I have no experience and we're not even dating-what the hell am I saying?!"

"Well Baxter? You're just standing there." Niffty said with her hands on her lap.
"Oh pardon me. Hehehe..." Baxter nervously said and scratched the back of his head. He finally sat down, expecting to be pinned down and kissed so he closed his eyes hard and tensed up his whole body.
"Baxter what's wrong? Please, relax." Niffty said with concern. Baxter took a deep sigh and now felt ready.
"Okay...Niffty, everything that I said earlier was a bit too far and offensive."

"You think?" Niffty interrupted.
"Yes, it was very wrong of me and I'm truly sorry..." Baxter said with actual honest feelings. They both looked down on the floor with their hands placed on their knees. He's never had conversations this deep before but it's a start.
"...You mean it?", Niffty asked with a new expression that wasn't gloomy but now full of hope again.
"Yes! I truly am! I ranted my head out but I wasn't thinking straight. It was just my soap box to this whole place. I'm so sorry for making you feel like a-excuse me when I say this, a dumb whore."

"Baxter, you never really had conversations like this before, did you?"

"No. I can't remember a time I engaged in a conversation this deep."

"That's okay. I'm also sorry for not realizing you were homeless. I'm very sorry that all of that happened to you. I can't imagine having all of my work and stuff being destroyed."

"I guess we both apologized?" Baxter asked.

"Hmm, yeah! I guess we did." Niffty answered.

"Sooooo...what do you wanna do?" Baxter asked while looking around her room.

"I wanna give you the best feeling ever! I wanna hug you and kiss you and hug you harder and then we'll take off our clothes and-no no no control yourself, Niffty!", She thought in her insane head.
"Whatever makes you comfortable. You're still a guest in my room." Niffty finally answered.

"Well, this might be a weird time to confess this. But something weird has been happening to me ever since I met you."

"Like what?"