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#11 Void Stiles - I'm fine to be your Satan if you will be my angel

It was her eyes that grabbed Void's attention. The moment she walked into the door and sat beside him—to make sure he doesn't try anything stupid, that is—after Scott and the others captured him, all he could think about was how heavenly her blue eyes were. Her eyes were filled with so much love and care for the world, and all he wanted to do was talk with her.

Little did he know, she wanted the same thing.

Y/n wanted to talk with him the moment she locked eyes with him. She saw his piercing, black eyes and saw how so many people feared them. However, to her, she saw someone who has been fucked over countless of times. He was mysterious and y/n was drawn to it.

Then, Void started crying.

Confusion washed over y/n's face as she tries to decipher if Void was actually feeling emotion or if Stiles broke through from Void's grasp on his mind.

"Are you actually upset right now or..?" y/n questions the boy in front of her.

Void scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. She didn't fall for his act?

"Ya know what? Fuck it," she says as she reached over and carefully tore off the tape around his mouth. "Now, we can talk."

"Talk about what?" Void says, clearly amused by what is happening.

"I don't know. What are you interested in?"
"I'm interested in you, little dove."
"Nicknames already, I see."
"Would you prefer something else?"
"Honestly, no."

"Well, little dove, you could get in trouble for talking to me," he informs.

"I know," y/n said matter-of-factly. "But, I'm interested in you, as well."

"You shouldn't be interested in something you should be afraid of."

"What is this 'something' I should be afraid of?" she quizzically asks.

"A nogistune...... A demon," he taunts ever so menacingly. "The devil."

"Very compelling argument," y/n goes on to say. "But, I've learned, after watching a certain show, that even the devil can be loved."

"Why?" Void questions, intrigued with y/n's answer.

"Because the devil was once an angel with wings. The only thing different, now, is that his wings are broken, and it's all because he wanted to be loved from the person he looked up to the most," she explains to him.

"You are one for imagination, little dove."
"What can I say? I-"

At that moment, the door opens and murmurs could be heard, a clear sign that Scott and the others were back.

"Shit," y/n panics as she quickly puts the tape back on Void's mouth, sitting back down in the process.

"Is everything alright?" Scott asks upon entering the room.

"Yeah," y/n answers. "Everything is great."

Then, one thing led to another, and the pack manages to separate Stiles from Void.

Oddly enough, y/n's first instinct was to rush to Void's side to make sure he was okay. Hands on his shoulder, Void took this as an opportunity to disappear with her by his side. Now, everything was still, dark, and quiet at the place Void sent both of them to.

Confused and surprised, y/n stood up.

"Where are we?" she wonders.

"Somewhere safe," Void replies with as he stands up as well.

"Somewhere safe for you, you mean. I'm just your hostage."

"Nope. You're my little dove," he informs as he brushes his finger under y/n's chin and starts to walk down the pathway.

Y/n follows after him.

"And what exactly does that mean?"

"It means I don't want to harm you, I only just want you."

"You want me in a sexual way?"
"No, but that's a thought."
"And that's a thought that won't happen."

"One day it could," he mischievously grins.

"Yeah, one day in your dreams," y/n comments.

"Then, that'll be the greatest dream I'll ever have," he says as he spins around to face y/n, causing them to both halt to a stop and stare into each other eyes.

It's in this moment right here, this moment of pure bliss fullness, that they can't seem to shake. She's a ray of sunshine. He's a shadow of darkness. She's loved by all. He's loved by no one. She's an angel. He's the devil. And, yet, it was like fate brought them together and saw they were meant to be. Instead of Void not being loved at all, he was loved by one. It was in this moment that they couldn't help, but to lean in, after hours of staring into each other's eyes, and passionately kiss.

They pulled away after some time and continued to gaze into each other's eyes.

"Ya know, the others will come after you for holding me hostage here," y/n chimes in with, still inches away from Void's face.

"But, I'm not holding you hostage," he clarifies again.

"But, they won't look at it like that."

"They will when they see you're not freaking out, and especially after me doing this."

Then, he leans in again and presses his lips on y/n's. She kisses him back. Then, she gets the idea to fuck with him. So, she grabs one of his hands, and uses it to slide it down her stomach and into her shorts.

"What happened to 'in your dreams,' little dove?" he questions after pulling away from the kiss.

"Oh, that is still true," she teases, "but who doesn't love a good tease."

Y/n takes Void's hand out of her shorts and starts to walk away. However, she doesn't get very far as Void grabs her hand and pulls her back into another kiss.

"Behave, little dove," he taunts, then leans into her ear. "Because the things I will do to you will leave you screaming my name."

She challenges this as she also leans into his ear. "I would like to see that happen, but don't we have my pack to deal with."

Void sighs in defeat. "Fine. You win."

Y/n can't help but to giggle, which Void thought was the most angelic laugh he ever heard.

"Never took you as a person to put down your guard like that," she says.

"And I never took you as a person to be such a tease," he adds.

That was because they brought out their other half with each. From the beginning, they saw it. Void saw the hint of darkness in her eyes, and y/n saw the hint of light in his eyes. That part was what really grabbed their attentions.