#frostyflames

'what can i say? i guess i just like really older guys.' He snickered, biting into more of his chocolate before pouting when he realized all that was left was an empty wrapper.

Maro’s going to squeak from the contact, but immediately smile because he can tell who it is just by the smell. The candy bar is graciously accepted and he bites into it immediately, after unwrapping it of course!

"Come on, let’s find someplace to sit so it can pass!" He practically zips the other male into his jacket, as though he’s as hurt by the rain as Atlas is. They finally find shelter beneath a balcony and the demon shivers before reaching to cup the smaller’s face in damp and steaming hands. 

"Are you alright? You didn’t get too wet, right?" He’s still more worried about Maro than himself.

Maro didn't mind the rain at all. In fact, he loved it. It kind of reminded him of that scene in Daredevil, where he's standing in the rain and he's able to see glimpses of things, like shapes and forms. He wished he could be Daredevil, but that's never going to happen.

But his thoughts were immediately interrupted when he heard Atlas shriek. He winced, an eye closing. Before he could say more, he was whisked away. It seemed as though he was being kidnapped, but it was Atlas, so he didn't mind too much. Maro blinked a few times, eyes trying to focus on the taller male in an effort to understand why that just happened. He brought his hands up to gently place them on the demon's, nodding his head slowly.