@causesdeath his head, almost cuddling up in the couch as he bites somewhat harder, only once. ".. do you often have your fingers in peoples mouths ..?" he then asks, direct as he always is, not intending anything else than just what he’d said,
@causesdeath got scared, and they would often be cruel. bully. though he’d had one, he never was. he got him .. he saw he wasn’t evil, even if everyone wanted to think so.
soon enough, a small shrug is given. ".. maybe .." though he’d like it more, reaching to pull his hood over (c.)
@causesdeath one of his fingers. the knuckle inside his mouth. surely making sense why he’d made him to wash his hands earlier.
he was almost lightly chewing on it, he’d end up with teeth marks all over his fingers. ".. you’re kinda weird .."
@causesdeath jj rolls his eyes at him, watching him closely for a second before grabbing his hand and tugging him over to come sit down on a nearby couch — knees pulled up to his chest. it doesn’t seem he hesitates now, bringing his hand to his lips. adjusting it so he could bite down on (c.)
@TEENSUIClDE gossip. that’s all the answer he gives too, waiting for connor to explain why he’d sat here, with him. with his death he wondered what the others knew, he wondered what they’d seen and heard of how his father treated him back then.
@TEENSUIClDE it seems the nature of his second addition has no effect on jj, staring straight at him. dark eyelashes and dark eyes. like he didn’t even see the dare to continue. “.. i know why you died ..” he did for most here, it was hard not to, he thought, the ghosts loved to (c.)
@TEENSUIClDE no help, his voice was quiet naturally, he spoke above whisper. but not by much. he simply wanted to know why he’d started talking to him, come here.
@TEENSUIClDE was acting. so casual, he felt uncomfortable having him here .. he’d snuck up on him, and he didn’t like it. “.. why are you here ..?” the question soon comes, somewhat vague, as he often accidentally is, he struggled to understand people. the decades of solitary were (c.)