━ He’s always there to make sure Damien was going to be alright. Of course hanging out with him was incredibly fun ending up in exciting unexplained tangents with something being lit on fire at the end; but a good part of the reason he came along was to ensure his friend could find his way back to his gate back home to hell.
Today was a bit tamer; no gryphon pasta or Wolfpack to avoid. The only fire set was to the blunt Damien was smoking and Scott was easily caught in his own daze without the drug. The sky was really something tonight and there’s just something sentimental about chilling on the bleachers with just your best friend. Rosy haze clouding thoughts and leaving a smile on his face; tail wagging content behind him.
“ Aw. You’d have me over Boo Paul’s drag race? How strong is the stuff you’re smokin’? ” Kidding. He said it with a grin, snapping his attention from the nights’ stars when he heard him mention a secret. All ears then considering Damien had very rare breaks from his fiery hard persona even in his company. Seeing little bits of him was special, almost intimate even. Scott had closed the space between them to lean in close as if they were in a crowded room and had to huddle for privacy.
“ … ” Oh. This was really secret. Really really secret. Scott admired Damien for his tenacity, but he cherished him for his kindness. Their tight bond gave him a perspective about his best friend that one hardly knew. To hear it in words though .., this was something else. Part drug induced part something really bothering him.
“ .. Yeah, it kinda is. ” After a moment of letting things sink in Scott mumbles with a nod and a revelation. “ You start wearing your heart on your sleeve and people are going to take advantage of it or invite them to hurt you, you know? And they do. A lot. A lot a lot. Family n’ friends and even complete strangers. ”
“ But you know, it’s worth it in the end I think and you know I don’t do a lot of thinking. Eventually you meet the right people in the end who like or love you for you. I don’t think we’d be really cool bros like we are without opening up. Not sayin’ you gotta do it all the time. But like, when you’re comfortable. A lil’ at a time. You’re gonna get that sweet hug n’ fluff action; a whole lot of it..! ”
Scott had a little secret of his own: he’s not as dumb as people think.
“ Somethin’ cool? … You are. ” And Scott just wraps an arm around his shoulder complete with a warm comforting squeeze and a toothy smile. Maybe he can give him a little bit of fluff he was looking for?
“ I love ya, bro. Thanks for being so cool. ”
damien’s tight frown that he was wearing eases to a more neutral look, yellow eyes flicking up to watch scott speak. it’s easy, relaxing, calming ; scott understands where he comes from and the demon’s posture eases inch by inch into their comfortable setup with every word, eyes soon staring into the distance. he keeps himself zoned in, though. just to listen.
getting hurt ain’t easy. and it sounds like scott knows that too. it’s incredibly smart, the way scott puts it, how he should still take the risk bit by bit regardless of the consequences, but how can you handle that ? damien almost goes to respond with one of his usual remarks, you been holding out on me like that the entire time huh, but he bites his tongue before he can. before he ruins the moment and shuts himself out again. he knows he does it every time he gets an answer not quite to his liking, something that makes him uncomfortable.
but this was just what scott was talking about ; a lil at a time.
finally, his attempt to bounce off the topic comes with an answer, complete with the arm around him and the comforting squeeze to follow -- how can damien resist ? a toothy smile of his own comes to appear on his face as well, yellow eyes focusing on the werewolf with a touch of thankfulness behind it. a touch of genuineness. a slice of damien nobody sees.
“ hey, thanks. you’re fucking awesome too. ” the demon playfully taps scott’s shoulder with his fist, a little strong handed but much lighter than he often would -- even if it scarcely ever bothered his best bro in the end. “ and i love you. you know that, yeah ? ”
with a quick shuffle, the demon is now situated much more comfortably against scott ; legs kicked up, tail wrapping around scott’s waist as both an anchoring point and as a small affection, his body heavily leaning into the other’s side, trusting scott not to move so he falls. damien waits for a few seconds, hums, then looks back up to the werewolf with a small grin on his face. seems like he has an idea.
“ well, since i don’t wanna go home anytime soon, we should go do something fun in town. maybe we could sneak into that laser tag place nearby ? only after a few minutes, i’m kinda really comfy. ”
