Haunted Hydra House: Galad and Pavel
"Not really." He said with a shrug. He was more worried about reacting and punching someone, which is why Pavel's hands had found their way into his pockets. He spent much of his childhood scared, someone jumping out and scaring him didn't actually scare him as had a chance to provoke him. Tie him to a chair while someone approaches him with a baseball bat- now that would be scary.
He laughed as Galad punched his arm. "Did you take something? I do not think you have stopped moving around since we met to come over here."
Halloween was a holiday he hadn't really celebrated since moving to America, and thus it was only his third. Sasha had helped him pick out his costume. When his boyfriend asked him to participate in a couple costume he was more than happy to oblige. So that evening he was dressed in a flannel shirt, jeans with an axe strapped to his back. The woodcutter outfit might have looked a little strange on it's own, but when next to his red riding hood boyfriend, it was much clearer.