Back on Track
"Aw, is the fire ghoul scared of a little spice? I thought you could handle at least some." He sat there across the tub with his smug toothy grin. What a catch that sat across from him. There was an energy within this fire ghoul that he didn't give to others, and those he did give it to, well, they got the fire that one may stereotypically expect from a fire ghoul. Around here, however, Swiss was that flame bearer.
"If you don't think you can handle it, we can always add a little, give it taste test, and add a little more if we feel adventurous. No harm is seeing what spice tolerance we've got," if their night got back on the original track, and it wasn't totally awkward, then Swiss would never say no,
"And if soup just ain't our thing tonight, we can always see what else is on the menu~"
Why in the world would Sodo want to come anywhere near him? Swiss barely wanted to come near Swiss. The things even early on should be enough to get Sodo to look the other way when he walked down the hall, let alone.. everything else. But no, the fire ghoul just saddled right on up behind him and wrapped his arms around his body. Breath trembled in his lungs as every breath was a desperate attempt to keep himself quiet, but there was too much to hold back. A little squeak died in his throat, and the multi ghoul fell his elbows to his knees and sobbed into his palms. He shook and quaked and heaved against the chest against his own back.
Why the Hell was he just.. sitting there?! Swiss couldn't handle the amount of relief washing over him but it felt so so undeserved.
"You're a fucking asshole," he gasped between sobs, "you're an asshole for sitting behind me." No matter how much he felt it was undeserved for himself, Swiss wanted to hug him back in likely the most sincere hug of his life.
"I promise, I promise I'll do whatever. I've been on top of the situation already but i-if you want me to do anything else I'll do it," he sniffed and wiped away the tears desperately but he couldn't stop the sounds of his crying, "p-please... Tell me if you have any second thoughts at all.. I don't care how small or how in the future, I beg you to tell me."