[Thread] Awkward Aftermath Times || Closed
Characters: Dante, Tony Regrave
Where: Tony's room
When: next morning after this
Summary: The aftermath of Dante and Tony's last little outing.
Warnings: Oi, um. I don't know what but probably YES.
Dante never left Tony's room that night. He stayed just outside the door of the bedroom, hidden in the shadows by all the lighting being turned off. He hid his usually bright blue eyes beneath his hair and simply watched as Tony climbed into bed and promptly fell asleep.
Call it creepy. Call it stalkerish. Dante was not interested in the semantics. What he was interested in--well, he wasn't even quite sure himself. What he told himself was that he was keeping an eye on a potential danger. A half-devil with the potential to freak out and go postal. A demonic presence hidden within a seemingly normal human being.
When Dante's eyelids began to droop and even he couldn't keep himself from dropping into a state of dozing that jerked him back awake when his chin hit his chest every time, the hunter finally moved away from the doorway. He didn't go very far. He made it to about the couch before he collapsed onto the cushions haphazardly and passed out.
Where: Tony's room
When: next morning after this
Summary: The aftermath of Dante and Tony's last little outing.
Warnings: Oi, um. I don't know what but probably YES.
Dante never left Tony's room that night. He stayed just outside the door of the bedroom, hidden in the shadows by all the lighting being turned off. He hid his usually bright blue eyes beneath his hair and simply watched as Tony climbed into bed and promptly fell asleep.
Call it creepy. Call it stalkerish. Dante was not interested in the semantics. What he was interested in--well, he wasn't even quite sure himself. What he told himself was that he was keeping an eye on a potential danger. A half-devil with the potential to freak out and go postal. A demonic presence hidden within a seemingly normal human being.
When Dante's eyelids began to droop and even he couldn't keep himself from dropping into a state of dozing that jerked him back awake when his chin hit his chest every time, the hunter finally moved away from the doorway. He didn't go very far. He made it to about the couch before he collapsed onto the cushions haphazardly and passed out.