Tom was at home and dying of boredom, which you wouldn't think because he is a demon, to be honest. He tried his best to find something to do but failed to find anything. Now, he was on his couch and staring off into space like there was really something special about it. He couldn't really think or even try to think for that matter. Even if Tom did think he would think back to that kiss.

Flashback

"What are you doing here?" Tom growled at Marco.

"I just wanted to see if you were okay," he replied to his question," seeing that you are, I'm just gonna leave."

"Wait, wait, wait! I'm sorry for being an asshat and thank you for checking up on me. I want to be honest that I've been so depressed lately and I just don't know what to do about it." the demon boy explained. Marco looked at him with sympathy and if Marco was being honest, he could tell that Tom was depressed beyond repair, but he didn't know why or who made him so depressed.

"I get it, things are depressing sometimes, but most the time you have to get over depressing kind of things," he rambled on "If you get what I'm trying to say then you might get it. I don't think a lot of people understand me sometimes and I get that a lot. I'm always talking and speaking my mind and I tell you that I have no filters." he just started talking like a wild man.

"Whoah, whoah, whoah! Marco would you calm down!" Tom yelled a little while grabbing his arms. Marco looked up at him and Tom looked away. "I'm sorry, but you were getting on my nerves and when your whining I just wanna choke you to death!" Tom lied to him. He didn't mind him whining about things, it actually sounded pretty nice to Tom.

"I'm sorry… I get into these rants and sometimes I don't know when to quit…" Macro kicked at the floor. Tom felt guilty and he was about to say something until he felt soft lips kiss him and he was stiff as a board, but then they were gone and he looked dazed.

"I'm sorry…. I didn't mean too…" Marco whispered to the other man. The demon turned and looked at him. For the first time in Tom's life he actually looked at Marco and saw how he acted around him, what he looked like, saw how those eyes looked at him, and he was loyal to him even if Tom hurt the poor boy. The demon felt guilty in all sorts of ways at the moment and he couldn't bring himself to say anything to him, but just telling him to leave is what crossed his mind a dozen times and in one minute Tom growled low in his throat.

"Leave!" Tom growled out at him. Marco looked hurt, but he left when the demon asked him to, well more of demanded him too. Marco left quickly after that encounter with the demon even though he didn't want to leave the man in pain, but he just knew that he couldn't help him unless Tom wanted him too and Marco was not going to fight the man whatsoever.

End of Flashback

Tom sighed loudly to himself. He knew Marco was just trying to help him, but Tom was being a little bitch to the boy and he knew that himself. Ugh, what is up with me? Tom thought. He knew it was just because he was caught off guard. No one gets that when you say your done your done and that you mean it, but Marco didn't understand that and Tom understood where he was coming from.

The more Tom thought the more a headache was coming on. He couldn't understand the shit that was going on in his mind at the moment, but other than that he just couldn't wrap his mind around it. Ugh, why am I dick to people when they're trying to help me! he thought. He got up off his couch and sighed, he started to pace around the room. He couldn't leave Marco feeling like he did something wrong when it just the demon being sensitive.