i see fire

his gentle nature being out in the open wasn’t as rare as most people thought but he understood why most gave him that look. the look andy was giving him right now but the female was bound to get used to it. technically, she had no choice. smirking, he ate the cheese puff he took from her mouth and shook his head. “i don’t want anything and i sure as hell don’t want to watch that show anymore. let it go.” he starts his mumbling, throwing in another sentence as well, “i also can give compliments without having any ulterior motive.”

desmon: im going to break your finger

desmon: when she's too lazy to backspace and type possible

desmon: i see how it is

andy: that's slightly violent. maybe you're not the man I thought you were..

andy: 😒 i sent it before I could fix it, I was haLF asleep

desmon: i have alter egos

desmon: it's not the same at all, come here

andy: is one of them named droopy? or dimps?

andy: baby I'm already half asleep I don't think going anywhere is spot is

desmon: ew no

desmon: come cuddle, i miss you

desmon: your skin is soft

andy: one second you're mean and the next you're nice. who is the real you, Des?

desmon: you should know better by now

desmon: & now you're being innocent

desmon: im not the bad guy here

andy: well well wellllllll

andy: I'll stay at liv's place for a few days

desmon: enough with the flicking flicking

desmon: ill do it, don't push me anderson

andy: :(

andy: why are you so stubborn

desmon: no flicky flicky

desmon: ughhhh

desmon: not this time

andy: flickity flick :~)

andy: des whoa hey, lets not go to drastic and unnecessary measures here

desmon: im not a fly

desmon: sighs i dont know what you're going on about

desmon: ugh

desmon: you can cuddle yourself tonight

andy: still gonna flick you

andy: ugh, keep ughhhhh'ing baby

he honestly couldn’t give two shits if she was watching her show. a show desmon knew little to none about. not that it wasn’t entertaining, it was but he wasn’t one to get too invested into shows. he just watched some to make time past by faster. chuckling, he still looked down at her. “i called you cute, really cute.” he replies, pulling the cheetoh out of mouth and smiling.

“hey,” his finger juts out to  poke her arm. pushing in deep  before sliding it back down.  “you know you’re so cute that  it’s considered annoying.”