vox

*eyes narrow, flickers of TV static crackling around the room as irritation spikes* “Oh no you DON’T, little wolf. You think you can just WALTZ in here and leave? *steps closer, tail lashing behind* WHO SENT YOU. Was it that smarmy radio demon? ANSWER ME.”

*steals his shark plush* mine now

"hey! Give that back!" *he reaches for the plush, but you're too far away*

*vox pulls you in for a kiss*

"THAT'S IT I'M GETTING MY SHARK RIFLE!" *vox ran over to the corner of his room and grabbed the rifle and pointed it at you*

*blinks slowly* calm down, I just wanted to see you

*clutches the plush tighter, the shark onesie ears slightly drooping* "I-SOFTENED-UP-BY-THE-PLUSHIE'S-SUASION-EMOTION-NOT-RECOGNIZED" *steps back, tripping over the bedsheets*

"you know... these cheeks are just begging to be kissed..."

( alastor was laughing so hard he was crying)

*vox's face was completely red, he was trying so hard not to cry. He didn't want to look at alastor or you, but he couldn't help but peek through his fingers*

( alastor said) oh my god that is the most adorable thing I've ever seen