The Musician Scoffed Slightly As He Backed Away From The Demon. VERY AWKWARDLY.

The musician scoffed slightly as he backed away from the demon. VERY AWKWARDLY. 

“I uh- Yeah. Sure. Go ahead. I won’t stop you this time.”

The man quickly scampered up to his room, tears welling in his eyes. If that wasn’t the most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to him . . .  The feelings he had for the demon had grown since they’d first interacted. And he was never one to handle rejection well. He never did. 

@thebeetlejuice​

The demon didn't want it to end, he wanted to continue like this, he didn't want to imagine that one hour he would have to let go and feel alone again, sincerely, Beetlejuice hated to admit it but he had already tried to hug his own clones and had already tried to do his own clones hug him, it wasn’t the same thing, certainly the feeling was different, when he hugged the rock star he felt good, he felt happy, everything was so good, the smell, the hug, the comfort, but at the same time it made him sad and angry imagining that it could end, Beetlejuice's nails started to get bigger and sharper, his hands were gripping the rock star's clothes as if Beetlejuice's 'non-life' depended on this.

"I'm sure my Lydia would provoke me and laugh a lot ... Could we do this every day ... Maybe?"

Beetlejuice took another deep breath “Why are we like this? ... So... How’s life for a rockstar? I thought women and men would throw themselves at your feet or something like that. ”

The rockstar only chuckled  , choking slightly as his grip on the demon loosened.        “Hey.. Are you feeling alright? You seem... tense.”

He was very cautious now, as the music teacher slowly pulled his hands off his waist and to his sides. He was s l i g h t l y uncomfortable , but he could deal. For now.

The rockstar trudged over and plopped down beside the Youtuber.

“Hey Markifart.. Whats the matter? Oh.. your hand hurts again? Do you want me to get you anything...? Food.. Water.. A hug..?”

He’s still gonna hug him anyways because he hates seeing anyone sad, especially Mark. He’d never say it aloud, but Mark held a very special place in his heart. He didn’t know why, but he did. So he absolutely cherished the time he spent with Mark. He enjoyed it tremendously.

               He doesn’t seem to be really up for speaking but it’s obvious that his hand is really hurting him right then because he’s rubbing his thumb lightly over the bandaged area.

The rockstar nuzzled his face into the demons neck with a happy purr as he slowly placed his hands at his hips, rubbing slow , yet soft circles onto them . OH B O Y is he soft .

                     “ Of course not . Lydia wouldn’t let me hear the end of it if she heard I was soft...   

For myself.”

 He chuckled softly and sighed, as he gave the demons hips a comforting squeeze.

                  “This is nice. I think we should do this more often.”

❝ i can’t remember the last time i did this with someone. ❞ —

TOUCH-STARVED STARTERS!! || Open || @sadpuppetshows

How long had it been since someone had touched him? How long since he felt a body so close and he wasn’t being pushed away and at the same time everything looked so real, it looked like he wasn’t going to be stabbed this time, it looked like he wouldn’t be betrayed, but whenever Beetlejuice thought things like that the opposite always happened.

“Ah....I can’t remember too..It feels so good...” The demon admitted, he tightened his grip and closed his eyes, he couldn't let anyone know that he was so needy, “This is going to be between us, right? I don't want anyone thinking I'm soft or something like that, I’m a demon... ” Even after saying that Beetlejuice wasn’t going to get out of this hug so quickly.

All you gotta do is say my name three times - Three times in a row, It must be spoken, unbroken.

BJ doing the gay limp hand thing

He groaned slightly and pinched the bridge of his nose with a sigh, sitting beside the demon, resting his head on his shoulder.

“You’re a dork, you know that? A loveable demon dork. You’re not so bad, you know. You’re secretly soft...!”

He chuckled slightly and ruffled his hair with a wink.

“I’m gonna go make a frappe, I’ll be back..”

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“BEETLE— IS THAT MY SHIRT? A N D SWEATPANTS ?

Beetlejuice. How many times have I told you? If you’re gonna steal my shit, at least have the balls to tell me! We’ve been over this! SO many times, Beetle!”

He’s certainly not mad, just slightly annoyed. But lucky for him, he washed his shot and stole that!

So outfit swap for the two of them ! Nice.

“Well I would if you were here, but you weren’t…?” 

He was sipping the tea again when he raised an eyebrow just a little at the other now, that shirt looked really familiar, a bit more white than the one  he, oh it seemed like it was a bit of a clothes swap day. 

“..Well one shirt looks good all cleaned up and oh you, also I have no comfy clothes and yours fit and I wanted to be comfy and drink tea I’m sorryy, it’s not like I can go out and get clothes Handsome, I can’t help it.” 

Another sip of tea, which the cup was empty by now but he’s got his hand up with a grin. 

“I promise to tell you when I borrow or well yeah totally steal your shit again.” 

Yeah he said that every time, but then again he was getting used to sort of living with someone.