#dark void plot

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Oooooo,, daemon’s finally realized his emotions hueueeuue

"...I..guess that's what's going on..huh..?" Daemon sighed, running a hand over the back of his neck. His eyes never left the cracked phone screen before him.

'It's a date then?'

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He typed his response. Letting his thumb hover over the send button as he read it over, and over again.

He didn't know if he wanted to know Cryptor's response, if he was being honest.

.....

Swallowing, he quickly pressed 'send', before setting the phone beside him once more. He took a deep breath, trying to settle his nerves and still quickly beating heart.

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Cryptor stopped pacing, face still glowing red when he heard his phone go off.

Hesitantly, he reached over, and picked the device up.

"Do..you want it to be a date..?"

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He pressed the "call" button next to Daemon's contact. He anxiously tapped his finger on his arm, listening to the soft metallic "ting!" that sounded through the room as he did so.

[ask-the-bizarros]

Daemon leaned against the kitchen counter, typing a text to Cryptor out on his phone while an oven timer ticked away behind him.

He pressed his lips together, thumb hovering over the send button. Heart beating loudly in his chest.

“You free to get coffee in an hour?”

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He read the message over again, face heating up. Without thinking, he pressed “erase”, before slamming the device onto the counter beside him.

He flinched at the cracking noise the poor screen made, breathing deeply in an attempt to calm the twisting anxiety that’d settled into his chest.

….

It was just coffee. That simple phrase kept repeating itself in his mind.

He didn’t know why the idea of getting coffee, something he’d done with Cryptor many times before, made him so..flustered.

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Or why he kept thinking of that soft smile Cryptor had given him Halloween Night.

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….

He ran a hand over his face, exhaling deeply. His eyes flicked to the phone.

Shaking his head, he pushed himself from the counter, heading to the cupboard to get a cup for some water.

[ask-the-bizarros]

LETS GOOOO ABYSS CANON

((IT'S HAPPENING!))

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"Yeah, coffee still sounds good"

Cryptor's smile grew warm as Daemon chuckled his response. His heart thudded in his chest, but it wasn't out of panic, this time.

"So...will I see you in an hour?"

"Sure!..I-uh..I'll see you in an hour.."

"See you then..."

Cryptor trailed off, as silence settled in. An awkward hesitance, a reluctance to hang up fell between them.

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He chuckled, running a hand through his hair once more. "Should I hang up or.."

"I mean..I can-" Daemon cut himself off with an awkward laugh, a smile in his voice.

"Ok..Ok.." Cryptor sighed, grinning, "I'll see you soon."

"See ya soon Cry."

The phone beeped, the line finally hung up. Cryptor lowered the device, staring into the screen for only a moment before placing it in his pocket, and leaving to get ready.

[ask-the-bizarros]

Pspspsp Cryptor u have a message ;)

Just then, his phone chimed with a new message.

Cryptor frowned, setting down the laundry he'd been folding and picking the device up from the kitchen table.

The screen illuminated his face as he read the message, heart briefly skipping a beat.

'Will you be free to get coffee in an hour?'

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His ears grew hot, as he read it over again. A small smile flickered onto his face.

The reaction was a bit ridiculous. Considering that it wasn't exactly anything new.

He'd met up with Daemon for coffee before. This wasn't any different.

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His thumb tapped the side of the phone a few times, before he set about responding.

"Sure. It's a date then?"

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..

Wait.

He regretted the phrasing the second he hit send, heart rate speeding up, face growing hot.

All he could do was stare.