Death Angle [SwissXreader]

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Quiet shouting flowed into the dark void of my dreams leading me to stir from the unbearable hushed cry "what are we going to do with her!" an odd low voice hissed "I was going to bring her to papa but I found her in the middle of the night! You know how much he likes his sleep" another voice that sounded like Swiss whispered back in an aggravated tone.

I grew annoyed by the bickering of the two trying to pull myself back to sleep letting out a grumble as I flipped on my side "shhh, shut up Aether you're going to wake her up!" Swiss growled "good! wake her up, if she wants to stay you have to talk to papa!" Aether argued.

Swiss let out an audible huff shaking my shoulder "what" I snapped "we need to go speak to papa if you want to stay here" he explained glancing over to Aether who I assumed was still there.

I lifted my head turning it to look at a second ghoul staring at me with  deep purple narrowed eyes seemingly pissed his arms crossed closing himself off his forked tail angrily swaying "uh, hi?" I smiled at Aether awkwardly using my forearms to lift myself into a sitting position.

The ghoul simply glared at Swiss before leaving the two of us alone "damn, what was his deal?" I scoffed stretching out my wings and yawning "Aether hasn't had the greatest of run-ins with angles-" Swiss informed moving his hand about as he spoke.

My eyes darted to him giving him a worried gaze "no, he hasn't killed an angel! none of us have!" Swiss exclaimed waving his hands energetically "I'm sorry I just-" "were not monsters Y/n" he sighed cutting off what I had to say as he slipped off the bed.

I stared down at my hands fiddling with the black silky bed sheets "you coming or-" "yeah" I mumbled.

...

I and Swiss walked side by side down the busy church corridors the energy was so much more different than the night before, I looked into the side of Swiss's mask frowning as he hadn't said a word to me ever since the whole Aether thing.

I felt guilty about assuming the ghoul of such serious acts, I shouldn't have let my past church's stereotypes into my head I mean Swiss was a living example that ghouls weren't bad- a little flirty maybe but defiantly not bad.

I wanted to speak up about it and apologize I just didn't know if it was the right move, I opened my mouth once we were in a quieter hallway mustering all the courage I had as I spoke "hey Swiss?" he let out a hum not even taking a glance in my direction.

My fingers anxiously played with a small golden ring following the outline of the metal leaves letting out a deep sigh "I'm sorry- I shouldn't have assumed that ghoul would do anything of that nature" I apologized softly keeping my head low.

Swiss seemed slightly speechless his mouth forming into a tight line struggling to find words to say "you have every right to be worried" he shrugged "why should I?" I asked tilting my head and stopping with him just outside of two large double doors leading into what I assumed was our destination.

His slightly warm calloused hands slid onto my shoulders holding them firmly his eyes flickering between each one of my eyes "because you're right, ghouls and angles don't get along" he grumbled his yellow eyes meeting mine.

I stiffened under his gaze avoiding the hypnotizing deep yellow eyes staring into my soul "good thing you aren't an angle" Swiss grinned showing his white sharp teeth and patting my shoulder lovingly before turning away not giving me time to respond as he wrapped his hand into a fist knocking harshly on the wooden door in front of him.

"Come in!" a panicky voice called Swiss giving me a small smile before opening one of the large dark doors.

[A/N]

sorry, this one is shorter than the others I needed to get it out on time because I was taking too long sorry for the wait!