Oooo they're TALKING
((@sayijo))
Daemon's eyes flicked to the ringing phone, dread creeping up on him.
Oh...he'd messed up. He'd messed up. No no-
Why was it ringing-
He grabbed the phone, quickly pressing answer and holding it up to his ear. He was speaking before he could stop himself, mind racing a mile a minute.
"I'm so sorry, that was stupid. I shouldn't've-"
"Are you actually asking me out??"
......
Daemon faltered, holding the phone away from his ear as the question sunk in.
Did..Cryptor..
....
A smile started to grow on his face, while he tried to quell a sudden burst of..hope? Joy?
"Uh-Yeah-" He cleared his throat, wincing at a sudden voice crack, "Yeah, I..I am."
"Is...that ..ok?"
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"Yeah, I..I am."
"Is...that ..ok?"
Cryptor's eyes lit up, quite literally. He ran a hand through his hair, nodding despite the fact that Daemon couldn't see it.
"Yes! Yes, it's ok. More, than ok!"
"Is coffee still good or do you wanna go somewhere else, Dae?"
He leaned against the couch while he waited for the response, tapping his fingers excitedly against the furniture.
