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Stressed

"Where's Levi?" I ask, walking into the kitchen where Vince is leaning against the counter, coffee in hand.
   "Balcony."
"What's he doing?" I pry, staring at the man.
   "On call with work. He's angry. Don't go out there."
"Where's Ray?"
   "Someone's nosy. He's in the fall room. Not feeling too hot."
"Oh. What are you doing?"
   "Just came back from my own work. What's up with you? Why are you asking so many questions?"
"I'm bored. I'll go calm Levi down. Bye~"
Vince tsks. "I wouldn't. He's smoking."
"And? I'm gonna go talk to him."
   "You've got a date with death with then."
"Guess I do."
I take Vince's coffee.
   "I was drinking that."
"And now I am."

I walk off. It's around the afternoon. I don't know. Haven't checked the time since I just woke up. Levi was cuddling with me last night, so that's why I asked for him. Waking up to his side being cold feels a little harsh, but it's whatever.

The balcony.. that should be at the end of the hall upstairs.

I find Levi there, smoking of course, and arguing on the phone. He slams his fist on the railing. Guess he doesn't notice me, hm.

I walk over to him and take the cigarette out of his hand. Then I use the railing to put it out and drop it down.
Levi stares at me, the veins in his forehead popping out, and anger held in his gaze.

The red button is pressed and he slides his phone into his pocket.
   "What was that for?" He spits.
I lean on the railing. "Didn't know you were a smoker."
   "I'm not. Just angry. Now why'd you do that?"
I ignore his question and take a sip of my coffee. "That's how addiction starts. Believe me, I know. Seen enough in my life to know that smokin' when stressed isn't healthy."
   "I won't get addicted. Now answer my question."
"I can smell them on you. What's up?"

Levi reaches in his pocket, taking a lighter and another cigarette out. I tsk, shocking his hand so the items fall off the balcony. He hits the back of my head.
   "Stop your shit, Charlotte. Go back inside and leave me alone."
"Oh please. We both know you don't want me to leave. Now talk to me."
   "Fuck off."
I roll my eyes and lean on him, sipping away at my coffee. There's a little bit of a breeze. Feels pretty nice. Don't know how he could be so stressed on a day like this.

"You better be ready for tonight."
   "The call was about tonight. They want me taking you to some sketchy bdsm club."
"And? I'm not weak. I can handle myself."
Levi takes a cigarette, lighting it with his abilities.
I look over and catch a nice glimpse of his tats. They look pretty sexy. God damn.

   "Never said you were, but I'm not trying to put you in any danger." He takes a long draw of his cigarette and I can't help but frown. "I ain't tryin' to get you hurt physically or mentally. The fuck don't you understand?"
"That's cute and all, but I refuse to listen if you're smoking."
   "Then leave. You know better than to talk to a pissed off demon."
"Why don't you stop and come back inside. You owe me cuddles for leaving me before I woke up."
Levi growls, puffing out smoke. "Go put pants on and cuddle Vince."
"Oh you love seeing me in barely anything. Stop being grumpy. Need me to suck you off or some shit? Your attitude is real annoying."
   "No. Go - Put - Pants - On."
"Give me one good reason to."
   "The neighbors will see what's ours."
"Good. Maybe that'll get your mood in check."

Levi puts his arm around me and pulls me in closer. He looks down at me, taking another draw of that damn life shortener, and doesn't speak another word. I relish in his touch and lean into him more. Sip by sip, I drink the coffee.  We enjoy each other's company for a while. Levi absentmindedly started to rub my arm, just calming down by the minute.

The demon sighs. "Will you talk to me now?"
"The cigarette." I respond calmly.
"Excuse it.. just this once.. please?" "Fine, but I'll lash out the next time I see you smoking."
"Perfectly fine with that, princess.." He sighs, taking a stupid draw of his stupid stick. He releases the smoke in a ring before groaning and leaning some on me. "Some assholes got my number and they're trying to get Ray's info. I think.. they're the scientist assholes."
"Like... my past as well scientist assholes?"
"Yeah.. think it's.. his doing."
".. fuck him. I'm too tired to hear about my mistake of an ex." Just reminds me how he was my last and only boyfriend..
"Oh believe me, I've had my fair share of crazy partners. Take that woman for example."
"I hate her.."