It was quiet afternoon at James and Ash's house. They were sitting at the table at their front yard.

James was in the middle of painting on a skull when Ash decided to speak up.

Ash: Hey, I forgot to tell you this earlier, but a guy tried to hit on me yesterday

James: I know

Ash: Wait, really? How?

James: (Stalking you with light magic) I was just passing by

Ash: Ah, I see

James: Mhm

James: I was impressed on how you kicked his face

James: He deserved it

Ash: Yeah, he did

Ash: I was just minding my own business when he suddenly cornered me

Ash: It was so uncomfortable

Ash: I wish I could see him again, so I could kick him for the second time

Ash: If only I knew where he is right now

James: I know where he is

Ash: You do? Where?

The pink boy didn't respond. Instead, he gestured to the skull he's holding using his eyes.

Ash suddenly realized what his boyfriend did to the weirdo.

Ash: (Oh my god. . . )

James: (Anything for my boyfriend ^^)