sucker for pain

That one at least is dodged. Ronan has the ability to dodge a demon, he needs to learn how to use the gift. “Yeah you kinda did.”

Ronan rolls his eyes. “Stop bein’ dramatic! I barely even hurt you. Big fuckin’ pansy.”

Ronan is too busy being a smug little shit to see it coming. As a reaper a human being to be able to land a punch is the worst thing imaginable… to most. Ronan has never been one to not enjoy being punched. He grins and holds his jaw, feeling himself heal. “C’mon. Let’s see what you got.”

Ronan grins, bounces a little on his feet, a happy little clam. “Yeah I ain’t human. It’s always fun when people find that out.”

“You sure you wanna go there?” Ronan pushes a hand forward onto the other’s shoulder and ignites flames, burning the material. “Bitch?”

Ronan steps closer, “I’ll gladly hit one of yours.”

Ronan’s smile fades. “Twink? Go fuck yourself you piece of shit.”

Ronan laughs and shrugs, “Obviously, or you would’ve fixed up by now. I never said you did care, jus’ that you should.”

“Better than spendin’ all that time bein’ ginger.” 

Ronan smirks and leans closer, “I’m a hundred an’ two, baby.”

@cataclysmofreds 

“Why don’t you jus’ dye your hair? You’re ginger for fuck’s sake.”

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