Ethan's Pov:
'What does he mean?'
Vincent just asked if he could call me angel. Sounds like a pet name that someone would call their partner. I feel my face stare to flush when I realize that's probably why he wants to call me that.
"Why do you want to call me that?"
I ask him.
"Well, last night, when I saw the way your body looked like in the path of the moonlight reminded me of a gift from god. As much as I hate him, Sweet. Fucking. Lucifer, you looked so angelic, so gentle. I wanted to take you again but you seemed to worn out."
I feel myself go completely red. He actually thinks of me like that.
"I could call you ketchup packet, but I thought that wouldnt go over as well as I thought."
He laughs out.
(A/N: My brother called me this at one point and I'm still pissed at lol)
I just end up wrapping my arms around his large torso. He wraps his arms around my back, seemingly to wait for my answer.
"O-ok."
I mutter out against his chest. This seemed to have pleased him as he hugs me closer.
"Oh angel, you dont know how happy this makes a monster."
Truth be told, how happy will this make a monster?
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I love a fairytale
RomansaWhile trying to relax in the forest, Eathan takes a downfall in the rain and seeks shelter. Stumbling across an old home Ethan discovers a secret that changed his view, that even fantasy can become a reality.
