“Ya supposed right.†Draven finally spoke up after managing to calm himself down, albeit there was still an echo of a chuckle in his voice. “So why dun ya beat it, fish head.†He commented in an annoyed tone, having completely ignored Samael’s calling him an idiot. They were supposed to be out here to enjoy the water alone and the sudden appearance of….what was this thing? Seriously?! Was starting to get on his nerves and his hysterical laughter had quickly moved into annoyance. They were surrounded by Samael’s parents at the bar, it was very likely Draven’s roommate could come in at anytime in the school dorms and it seemed like everywhere they go they were being interrupted or Draven had to put on a good act in front of others for fear of Samael seeing his more darker side. But he was frustrated, he just wanted time alone with his boyfriend and wasn’t exactly up to sharing the ocean with some random sea-creature man. That and he wasn’t exactly too happy about having had that type of earlier reaction he gave promoted from him so easily.
Under the surface
- Thread starter Clockwise Dream
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Samael followed the change in his boyfriend's mood from amused to annoyed with a sigh. He had a general idea of why the hellhound was so angry, he himself not being that happy that they seemed to constantly be surrounded by people, whether the people were his parents or simply the customers at the bar, yet that didn't mean that he could go and act like an idiot towards a complete stranger.
Have you honestly heard not a word I said? he muttered to himself, as he suddenly put his hands on both of Draven's shoulders and pushed down. He didn't know if that would have a desired effect, for the hellhound was both taller and stronger than him at land, however, they were in the water now and Samael hoped that his boyfriend would be surprised enough to go under the surface, and not just because he was acting like an idiot. Trying to drown each other when on the beach was, in Samael's experience, always fun, though he had only played the game with his sister until now.
Behave, will you? he added as he tried to pull the other down while giving a apologetic smile to Lelei.
Sorry about that. I'm Samael.
Have you honestly heard not a word I said? he muttered to himself, as he suddenly put his hands on both of Draven's shoulders and pushed down. He didn't know if that would have a desired effect, for the hellhound was both taller and stronger than him at land, however, they were in the water now and Samael hoped that his boyfriend would be surprised enough to go under the surface, and not just because he was acting like an idiot. Trying to drown each other when on the beach was, in Samael's experience, always fun, though he had only played the game with his sister until now.
Behave, will you? he added as he tried to pull the other down while giving a apologetic smile to Lelei.
Sorry about that. I'm Samael.
"I'm no fish, boy!"
Lelei had been honestly apologetic to the two young men at first. He did interrupt their together time--whatever it was--with his oft-forgotten fins. Lelei had spent much of his time in the ocean, before the exile, far under the surface and far away from shore. So he could be somewhat forgiven for forgetting that people on shore were often, at the very least, wary of a shark fin in the water, much less one that was approaching their general direction.
But then the tattooed young man had to go and insult the shark man. By calling him a fish no less! It was certainly not the most cutting remark Lelei had ever received, but it was still offensive to think he was some mere fish. Lelei glared at the young man and took a few big steps toward them, aided along by the sweeping of his tail.
"I eat fish! I am a shark!"
Thankfully, the show of civility from the other young man stopped his approach short.
"Hrmm... I accept your apologies, Mr. Samael. But your partner here needs to learn some manners."
Lelei had been honestly apologetic to the two young men at first. He did interrupt their together time--whatever it was--with his oft-forgotten fins. Lelei had spent much of his time in the ocean, before the exile, far under the surface and far away from shore. So he could be somewhat forgiven for forgetting that people on shore were often, at the very least, wary of a shark fin in the water, much less one that was approaching their general direction.
But then the tattooed young man had to go and insult the shark man. By calling him a fish no less! It was certainly not the most cutting remark Lelei had ever received, but it was still offensive to think he was some mere fish. Lelei glared at the young man and took a few big steps toward them, aided along by the sweeping of his tail.
"I eat fish! I am a shark!"
Thankfully, the show of civility from the other young man stopped his approach short.
"Hrmm... I accept your apologies, Mr. Samael. But your partner here needs to learn some manners."