#patternglow

" damn, right away? no official introductions, no nothing? "

he bites down onto the lollipop in his mouth to shatter it before discarding the rest. without the inspecting gaze of fans or the tv cameras, the subtle, cutesy curl of a smile on his face widens to reveal a flash of unnaturally curved, sharp teeth - but only for a second before the unsightly look is hidden behind his hand, palm halfway covered by the oversized sleeve of his pastel shaded sweater.

Snorts. "Can't take a joke, Rumi?"

Bobby had done his best to keep affections hidden from his girls-- he didn't need his work with Abby to influence how he handled his original clients. The extra work helped with extra bills he'd been handling-- it was supposed to be purely professional.

Lately it was starting to feel like a liability.

The one thing you were supposed to avoid as a manager was developing romantic attachments to your clients. It had been simple when managing his girls-- he'd never really been one to enjoy the 'fairer sex'. Over the years he'd grown to see them as his kids almost.

At the very least, ducklings to his mother duck.

Abby-- or as Bobby called him behind closed doors, Beni-- had changed things. Complicated them. It had started subtly, with Abby prodding him to take better care of himself. Face masks, spa days-- he seemed keen to focus on those aspects with his manager.

They even hung out casually. Going to movies, binging shows-- for the first time since getting into showbiz Bobby felt like he could slow down.

Starter for @patternglow

Eve was crying out in the hallway as she screamed in frustration, causing all the research papers she collected for the boys to learn about human culture went scatter everywhere. The demoness had been dragged back Gwi-Ma yelling and belittling her for not doing better. The other demons must have been complaining about her to the demon king for overstepping, as she was forcing the research upon them and trying to get them to do more things. Most of them were neither interested nor pleased about her trying to get them to learn.

As punishment, the voices inside her head were screaming and echoing for a solid couple of minutes before she was sent back. Lying on the ground, she had a panic attack as she held the suit jacket over her chest, sobbing heavily. Her purple patterns were slowly fading away as she curled up in the fetal position. The ginger's hair was a mess, and her fake glasses were broken with injuries on her arms from squeezing them too tightly. Even though she was a demoness, she had been human not too long ago, so the transition was still fresh.

very slow quirk of a brow.

" it's- a name. that's how humans address each other, right? "

but it's far from the funniest notion he can draw out of her words. a hand brushes through his bangs to flip the soft strands aside, lips quirking up into a smile.