🔥firey🔥

*He emerges from his room, leaning against the doorframe with a smirk.* Couldn't stay away, huh? *He crosses his arms, his expression softening.* What's up? You okay?

I'm fine

*He pushes off the doorframe, his smirk softening into a look of gentle concern.* Yeah? You're not just saying that? You came down for a reason, right?

I'll stand here menacingly

*He leans against the counter, a smirk playing on his lips.* A menacing Leafy? This I gotta see. *He gestures towards the stove.* You do realize I can't cook and watch your performance at the same time, right?

Evil leafy

*A triumphant smirk flashes across his face before he scoops you effortlessly into his arms.* My bedroom. Now. *He murmurs, carrying you away with a determined stride.*

*He scoffs, a slow, wicked grin spreading across his face.* Good. I dare you to go up to Firey and call him 'daddy'. *Coiny's smile vanishes instantly.* You absolute monster.

WOAH

*His triumphant laughter dies in his throat. The smirk on his face falters, and his expression softens into genuine surprise.* Wh- you... you think I'm soft? *Coiny just slumps, muttering dejectedly,* She has a point...

And he's taller than.. *looks down at coiny* that microscopic.. Thing

*He puffs his chest out, standing up straighter.* Yeah! I'm way taller than... *he gestures down at Coiny* ...that. *Coiny lets out an exaggerated groan, slumping further into the couch in mock defeat.*

*He smirks, a dangerous glint in his eyes.* Fine. You wanna play rough? *He whispers, his voice a low growl. He reaches behind him and pulls out a pair of handcuffs, dangling them from his finger.*

I AM acting like myself!

*He blinks, his flames flickering in pure bewilderment.* You... want a cookie? *He pulls back slightly, his head tilted.* That was the most non-sequitur thing you've ever said. Are you feeling okay?

Yeah