Met nodded a little, gritting his teeth against the emotions rising in his throat. He's never been called someone's son before…
He inhaled a little and nodded again, feeling rather like a bobblehead. "Neo and I will love living with your family. Thank you, Seth."
Seth nods, leaning back a little. "Would you like to leave or would you like to stay here for a little? I'm fine with both." He says gently.
Met swallowed a little. "Go home, if that's okay." He lowered his gaze back down to his books.
Seth nods and smiles gently. "Home it is." He ruffles Met's hair before standing and waiting for the other, glad to have someone like Met as his son. Even if Met was adopted, he still loved the younger. He was a father of three boys and that made him happy.
Met smiled a little as Seth's thoughts echoed in his head.
I really wish I heard more thoughts like that, rather than what I hear.
He nudges his head towards the door. "Ready to go, Met?" He asks, chuckling softly, "would you like to drive home, or should I?" He asks, holding the car keys in his hands.
Met blinked a couple times. "Me? Drive? I don't know how to drive! Well… I've seen people do it and I understand the concept… but I never did it…"
Seth blinks a few times then smiles, "We'll have to teach you then." he says cheerfully. "How about that? Tomorrow I'll take you driving, teach you the basics and what not." He replies, chuckling softly. He could find a clear place today and teach him tomorrow.
Met blinked a couple times as if a particularly strong ray of sunshine hit his face. "I-um-okay! Sounds good. Great, actually." He grinned unsurely at Seth.
Seth chuckles and smiles, "Alright then. Let's head out, yeah?" He asks, happily. He hums as he looks at Met with a certain look of pride in his eyes.
Met glanced up to meet Seth's gaze with a small grin on his face. "Yes, let's." He wandered forward out of the doors and held them open for Seth.
Seth follows after, smiling softly. "Thank you Met. Home we go." he says cheerfully.
Met nodded and traced their way to the car, casually walking across the warm asphalt without shoes. He reached the car and opened the passenger's door and got in.
Seth hums softly as he enters the car, turning on the radio to a soft volume as he starts the car and drives towards home.
Met ran a finger along the side of one of his books, wanting to just sit somewhere peaceful and read. Not to be bothered by society, as he found happens a lot… a hoodlum as some people had called him before.
Met shook his head. Don't think about them. Neo and I have Seth and Zackary now. He grinned a little. And Jace. I doubt he'd understand, though…
Seth hums as they drive, just glad to have some silence in such a crazy world. He pulls into the drive way and turns the car off. He smiles at Met, ruffling his hair gently before getting out of the car, waiting for the other.
Met's hair was an absolute fluffball when he got out of the car since his hair was oddly sustainable of mess and tangles. He didn't seem to care, however, as he shut the car door and wandered over to Seth.
Seth smiles at the sight of Met's hair. Three sons. A lover. A home. He smiles at that thought. He couldn't be happier, even without his demon side, this is what was important.
Met stared at Seth for a few moments, then glanced away. He's really happy. It'll be… good for me to hang around him, I think. To trust him, too. Maybe even as a father…?
He unlocks the door and takes off his shoes after letting Met in. He places his shoes neatly on the floor. "What do you want for lunch, Met?" He calls towards the other, walking into the kitchen.
Met wandered over to the comfy looking leather armchair and sat down in it. He gave a gentle "Ooh" as it hugged his body, beckoning him farther into the leather…
Met perked up when Seth talked. "Oh, I don't care! Whatever's fine."
He nods and smiles a little as he sets to work on making some yummy lunch (IDK SOMETHING), humming as he does so. He looks towards Met and smiles a little as he watches the younger get comfortable in the leather chair.
(mEEEEEEE OHMYGOD I CONSTANTLY STRUGGLE TO THINK OF FINE DETAILS LIKE THAT I'M SORRY xD)
Met relaxed into the chair again, the leather warming up against his legs. When Seth walked into the room he looked up.
"You didn't have to make me anything, Seth," Met said shyly, "I'm not really hungry." Though previously at the bookshop Seth had seen Met drain his water bottle in twenty seconds and scarf down his cake.
Seth chuckles, "Mmm. I love cooking, so I don't mind." He answers, sitting down and smiling gently. "Besides, I like to snack when I read." He sits back, grabbing his book to continue.
Met glanced down at the sandwich and chips Seth prepared with nervousness. He smelled the meat in the sandwich and his stomach growled quietly.
Seth drinks some water as he reads, enjoying having Met with him. He really enjoyed having the teen around.
Met reached over and took a chip, then carefully nibbled it to minimize noise. He grabbed up his Poe book, flipped to a short story and started to read, still holding his chip.
Seth sighs quietly as they read, bound by the writing, listening to the story the author had to tell. It was an incredible book. He chuckles at a certain part, nibbling on his sandwich.
Met frowned a little, on the contrary, as he read Poe’s The Black Cat. He loved cats… yet what was he expecting from Poe?
Seth looks over at Met and smiles a little. He hums in thought before returning to his book.