Shima looked over at the red-headed boy, fighting back a giggle at the miniscule sneeze. What with how ferocious he was- a demon king- The pinkette would have never suspected he could give a sneeze that tiny. He looked up from Bon and stopped, "The hell....?" ((Icouldn'tresist))
"I’m sick, okay? Fuck you." the demon says defensively, crossing his arms roughly over his chest with a slight pout.
((Oh my god I love you.))








