* even more laughter escaped his lips, to the point where the taller was letting out very few snorts. though, he didn’t move his hand any closer. just .. close enough to get a reaction out of the other. a bright smile adorned his lips, and he placed his other hand on his hip. * look! it’s not trying to eat you! he’s not gonna bite’cha! * as if proving his point, the spider stayed still on his hand, and as if it would help, jacob shoved a stool next to the fridge, and stood on it, so he could get the spider closer. * give mr bite a chance! he’ll make you change your mind.