swectnights.
Β Β Β Β Β Β his brow creased at the sound of his sisterβs shrill voice echoed through his space, head picking up from where it was leaned onto the couch he had gotten comfortable on before the attack began,Β βah, fuck off, what do you want?β he asked, grabbing the pillow from her hands before whacking her with it,Β βit better be something important, i was just about to pass out for a stellar fucking nap.β
β your undivided attention , what else ? β she retorts , a small scream leaving her lips as dax hits her with the pillow before she bursts into giggles. βof course, itβs always going to be important, duh.β with the pillow he hit her in hand, she drops onto the couch to sit right next to him. βiβm a good person, right? like iβm a mess, iβm not that out of touch with really, but iβm not horrible. am i?β










