Hushed Willows hammer out the details

Trick was not at all as sassy as the smoldering ember was, but no one could argue about if he was a bad boy. He was not a bad boy as some might call just a fuck boy for a one night stand, oh no, he was pure evil. Or that was what he was told and what he told himself. A curse hung around him, but if he was the one cursed or the ones beside him was up to debate. He smirked, giving a cute side eyed look at his boy friend, who had still no idea what the obsidian man was up to.

For a moment, Trick was afraid Teagan wanted Kunik to come, that they had some "special friendship bond" or something. Then again, he had never smelled Kunik on him, nor had he seen them together at all. Trick's green eyes glimmered sadly at Teagan's words, though he did not show how much pain they brought him. Some things have to be done. He said with a smile. Yes, some things he just should do.