[ Romance isn't a big man, but he's still a little bigger than Baby, and his grip tightens, refusing to let the smaller demon roll them, to get the upper hand.
His face is still oozing blood, but in the moment, he doesn't feel it, doesn't feel the heat of it sliding down his skin, pooling at his chin before dripping. He doesn’t feel the pain that will hit him later, or the tears burning up behind his eyes, salt mingling with blood as they spill.
He's losing his grip on reality, losing himself in pain and misery, the shame of who and what he is and that he couldn't stop Abby from being a fucking idiot, that he can't get to him now, that he can't do anything. He’s helpless, lost, and Baby gave him a target, an outlet. A place to put the rage so it doesn’t swallow him whole.
He sees red. Only red. He doesn’t release Baby’s head until he slams it down again - and again, a final time - before he finally tears his hands away to catch Baby’s wrists, pinning him hard. Romance drops low in a single, savage motion, teeth bared at Baby’s neck, gleaming with spit, looking for all the world like a rabid dog ready to bite. ]
@babified
[ Romance isn't a big man, but he's still a little bigger than Baby, and his grip tightens, refusing to let the smaller demon roll them, to get the upper hand.
His face is still oozing blood, but in the moment, he doesn't feel it, doesn't feel the heat of it sliding down his skin, pooling at his chin before dripping. He doesn’t feel the pain that will hit him later, or the tears burning up behind his eyes, salt mingling with blood as they spill.
He's losing his grip on reality, losing himself in pain and misery, the shame of who and what he is and that he couldn't stop Abby from being a fucking idiot, that he can't get to him now, that he can't do anything. He’s helpless, lost, and Baby gave him a target, an outlet. A place to put the rage so it doesn’t swallow him whole.
He sees red. Only red. He doesn’t release Baby’s head until he slams it down again - and again, a final time - before he finally tears his hands away to catch Baby’s wrists, pinning him hard. Romance drops low in a single, savage motion, teeth bared at Baby’s neck, gleaming with spit, looking for all the world like a rabid dog ready to bite. ]