Three: Holy Encounter

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'...I can take you to heaven tonight'

{TW: smut, includes Jesus in a non-holy way so maybe don't read this if you believe in him}

Zayne staggered over to his car, waving the boy goodbye. Climbing in and staring at the steering wheel, he sighed. Obviously, he was drunk. But, if he was sober enough to realise he was drunk, it couldn't be that bad, right? 

He revved up the engine and drove off, the flashy music coming from the club fading away. He didn't know where he was going, and frankly, he didn't care. Zayne, although his thoughts were blurry, couldn't stand the silence. He put on a random song and laughed as he heard the first few lyrics. Sex money feelings die. How ironic. 

He drove all the way to the dodgy part of the city, to the high-rise apartments. As he pulled up to a tall building, he shut the car off. 

Absent-mindedly, he climbed all the way to the empty roof, admiring the view of the dirty city filled with smoke and litter. He lay down, ignoring the yells coming from inside the building. Zayne smiled contentedly. He always liked this part of the city. Empty. Far from everyone else. 

He was about to fall asleep when a faint white light seemed to ascend down from the stars.

Zayne assumed he was already asleep and dreaming, but the figure continued to grow larger and closer to him.

"Why, you have sinned many times tonight."

Zayne squinted. "Who or what the fuck are you?"

"Language, my dear boy."

The figure landed softly onto the floor next to where Zayne lay. His white cloak was the only piece of clothing he bore on his calloused body. He wore a kind smile, but his eyes were filled with dark secrets and hidden lust.

"Wait shit are you Jesus?" Zayne almost choked on his spit.

"Hm. And you know why I'm here, yes?"

"Holy fuck you're fine."

Jesus chuckled lightly, "And you're drunk."

Zayne ignored him. "Are you real?"

"Maybe. Maybe not. It's up to you to decide if you believe I'm real or just another hallucination."

"Wait- another hallucination?"

"Anyways. I came here to make sure that you are aware of your sins."

"That's great and all buddy but could you not say that 's' word, please? It reminds me of something I don't really wanna think about."

"What? Your fiance, Sin?" Jesus sat down next to Zayne. "That's exactly what I came here to talk to you about."

Zayne groaned and rolled his eyes. 

"So, keeping a lie from her for 7 years, cheating on her with a furry, denying being with her when questioned during cheating, and what else?"

"Cheating on her with Jesus."

The man's eyes raised. "Is that so?"

Zayne nodded. "Will I go to hell for this?"

"Obviously," Jesus smirked darkly, "but I can take you to heaven tonight."

Zayne inhaled sharply as Jesus roughly grabbed his chin. 

"Sky daddy..."

Jesus's eyes darkened as he slapped Zayne across the cheek while climbing on top of him. "Never call me that again, hear me?"

Zayne crossed his arms across his chest like the 3-year-old he is and was about to complain when Jesus interrupted him.

He leaned in close and smiled lazily. Zayne blushed as he felt Jesus's warm breath on his lips. Slowly, slowly, Jesus leaned in and harshly kissed Zayne, who was already a moaning mess.

Jesus smirked from where he sat on top of Zayne, teasingly grinding on him.

"Fuck you," Zayne muttered, "Why is everyone treating me like a sub?"

He forcibly flipped over so he would be on top.

 That was a bad idea.

Zayne had used too much force and now the man he was supposed to be on top of was nowhere to be seen.

"YOU'RE A FUCKING IDIOOOOTTTT"

Hurriedly, Zayne looked over the edge of the apartment roof and saw Jesus falling while holding up the middle finger for Zayne to see.

"YOU ARE SO GOING TO HELL, MORON!"

Zayne blinked, and just as quickly as he appeared, Jesus had gone.

Though a bit disappointed as he didn't get to finish- or even start, to be honest- Zayne realised the conversation they had before things got out of hand was, in fact, relevant. Sin was his fiance, and she was probably hurt. He shook his aching head and stood up.

He was going to fix things.

A//N: Sorry this chapter was sloppy, me (nero) and ambrises adopted kid (that kai was planning to abort) wrote it. 

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