-he kissed you again, he tasted like whisky and cigarettes. he wrapped his arms around you and smiled- “mmm~…”

((No YOU DIDNT- i can ruin it👀👀 with some uhhhhhhhh- 🧡))

-he stood up and picked you up and walked you into da bedroom and sat you down. the bed was huge and was covered in fluffy blankets and was just 10/10. he kicked his shoes off and he sat on the bed- “i thought you’d be more comfortable here” -he smiled and runs a hand through his hair-

-he smiled, a lopsided dorky smile and kinda sat there for a second, breathing you in…if he could purr he would be right now-

(this- this is so wholesome what the fuck- 10/10 we love to see it 🧡🧡))

-he wrapped his arms around you and gave a satisfied sigh, he kinda snuggled in and whispered to you- “you can stay the night-“ -he offered- sounding a bit nervous-

-he smiled, and pulled you into his lap. he gave you a small light kiss and smiled-

-he smiled and gently- almost hesitantly tilted his head to one side and leaned in a bit (he do be asking if a kiss be okay)-

-he looked at him, and gave a little smirk- “i’d take care of you~” -his words sounded sincere and meaningful…. he gave a small chuckle- “if you were interested~” -he said that teasingly-

-he smiled- “don’t apologize, i take kindly to flattery~” -he took a draw of his cigarette and leaned back, his face was slightly blushed and he was clearly drunk- “but you on the other hand? i’m surprised you haven’t been sweeper up and taken care of yet” -he took another sip-

-he poured you a mix of both so it’ll be less strong but still there- “i’m glad your getting comfortable” -he smiled- “my boys seem to like you ‘swell.. you really are the perfect match huh?”

-he chuckled- “it is isn’t it?” he picks up the other bottle- “if you want another glass i have plain whisky” -he pour himself more of the first drink, downing it all at once before setting his glass down-

-he smiles and leans forwards , resting his elbows on his knees- “don’t mention it kid, it’s the least i can do” -he took another drink and tied his hair back and unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt-

-he watched and you could’ve swore he bit his lip slightly- “that sounds like a hard life” -he lights a cigarette- “you seem to know what your doing… your fast and pretty skilled from what i’ve seen. work hard and you’ll be just fine kid” -he took a drag of his cigarette and offered it to you-

-he looks at you for a moment, like he’s taking you all in- “you seem a little young to be working in the whole smithing field” -he takes another sip leaning back-

-he sets the glasses and bottles on the table and sits down- “how’s your tolerance?” -he the cups with whatever was in the first bottle (he brews them himself because he isn’t human he’s like- a wearbear and can’t get drunk of normal stuff so it’s REALLY strong) -he passed you a smaller glass “it’s a bit strong” -he leaned back and took a sip, unfazed-

llikeee- the slasher or-

don’t say nothin i’m stupid aight

-he smiled and lead alastor upstairs to a very comfy looking lounge area. it has a kitchen in the other room and it was decorated in fluffy blankets, old pictures, hanging lights and lots of plants. “make yourself at home” -he went into another room and came out with a few glasses and two bottles-

you wanna continue or go to da next day???)

-he walked over and picked it up, running his hand along the wrapping, he took another draw of his cigarette and filled the air with smoke. he smiled-
“that looks great kid-“
-he sat the knife down in a box that would be varied into the main shop later-
“you did very well” -he gave a warm smile and looked at the sun setting- “damn- it’s already getting late..” -he look at alastor- “how about you stay for some drinks? my boys already went home and i’d like to get to know my employees” -he took one last long draw of his cigarette before dropping it and putting it out-

ayooooo <<33)))