𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑙𝑦

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I literally have like 6 draft stories but we don't talk about those

Now im kinda mad because i didn't set this up to be written beforehand

•Damien's POV•

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             I stare at Celesto as he's fast asleep. I place a kiss on his forehead and pick him up. He's such a deep sleeper. I walk over to the bathroom and begin to run a bath. " hm?" I hear Celesto hum. " I'm just gonna clean us up, you can go back to sleep angel." I assure him. He nods and nuzzles his head into my chest. I carefully place him into the bath where he wouldn't fully fall in while he's lost in his slumber.

              Then, I walk over to the bedroom and take the sheets and blanket off the bed. I throw them in the washer and place new fluffier ones on. I return to the bathroom to see Celesto still fast asleep. I chuckle and climb into the bath with him. I swiftly wash both of us swiftly, knowing Celesto is absolutely exhausted.

             Once we're all dressed, Celesto latches onto me. " bed?" He asks. I chuckle. " Bed." I reply. He smiles softly and closes his eyes again. He's so beautiful while he's sleeping. The way his chest slowly rises and lowers. His soft breathing against my neck. His delicate hands holding onto me for dear life. 

           I try my best to get in bed with Celesto latched onto me. He hums in satisfaction as we get under the blanket. He feels tense; really tense. I slowly begin to rub circles on his back with one hand, and play with his hair with the other. His hair is always so soft. I bury my nose in the sweet scent. Combined with my humming, he loosens up.

            I place a kiss on his forehead. He hums again. I smile and close my eyes. I feel Celesto begin to move around. " Hm?" I say. " umm, c-could I ask you something?" Celesto says. His doe eyes move up to mine as we both sit up. He sits in my lap facing away from me, but moves his head to face me. 

             I stare into his golden orbs. " Anything." I reply. That sounded corny as fuck. " a-am I just a pet?" Celesto asks. I frown. " Of course not angel. I love you more than anything. You're too beautiful to simply be a pet. Hell, I'd marry you if we'd known each other longer. But, I will marry you one-" My rambling is cut off by a giggle. " promise?" Celesto asks. " Promise." I reply.

             Celesto nods and closes his eyes once again. We both lay down, and Celesto latches onto me once again. " good night." Celesto mumbles. " Good night angel. I love you." I say to him. " i-i love you t-too." Celesto replies. " That sounded a little hesitant." I tease. " it's just- i- i have-" Celesto says. " It's okay angel, I know you mean it." I say before placing a kiss on his cheek. He smiles and falls asleep within seconds.

            I smile warmly and fall asleep after him. Around 6:00 am I wake up. The sun blares through the curtain and hits my eyes. I squint and slowly peel Celesto off me, replacing my body with Cheez It. He gently squeezes Cheez it as he purrs. 

             I chuckle and walk out the room to the kitchen. I grab eggs, bacon, and cinnamon rolls. I pop the cinnamon rolls out the container and place them on a pan. Fuck, I forgot to preheat the oven. While I wait for it to preheat, I begin making my bacon. I plop a few pieces in the pan and jump away from it. Making bacon is no joke. It's life or death.

              After I finish preparing the death trap that is known as bacon, I place the cinnamon rolls in the oven. I hear footsteps coming from the hallway. Expecting to see Celesto, I walk towards them. But it's too tall to be Celesto. Then, I see the face. Great, it's my dad.

            " I'm cooking dad. Come back never." I say whilst walking back to my food. He chuckles. " No hello for your old man?" He says. " You're definitely old but you're not mine. I don't claim your ugly ass." I say. " I'd beat your ass if you weren't so heavily guarded." My dad says. A creak comes from the cabinet. So what if I have guards hiding in the cabinet? I don't tell them where to go, they just do it.

            " You guys don't have to stay in there. You can come out. There's enough food for everyone except this sweaty old man." I tell my guards. They remain in the cabinet and I sigh. " Why are you here dad?" I ask. " I need you to fully inherit the company. I stop cracking my eggs. Half of it was enough for me. " Why not Derek?" I ask. " That's the next reason. Derek was shot dead last week." My father says.

            My jaw drops. " Why the fuck did no one tell me!" I yell. I slap my hand over my mouth. I don't want to wake Celesto. " One moment." I say. " Walking away from your responsibilities?" My dad says. I lightly jog back to the bedroom to check on Celesto. I see him sitting up and rubbing his eyes. " That was nothing angel, you can go back to bed." I tell him. He nods groggily and lays back down, burying his head in the pillow.

            " Whose this "angel" of yours? Didn't expect your psychotic ass to be in love again." My father states. " How the fuck can you be so casual after telling me my brother is dead." I say. My father shrugs. " I just wanna hear about "angel"." He mocks. I sigh and rub the bridge of my nose.

            " Fine, but in the kitchen. I need to finish cooking. I say. I jog back to the kitchen and hurriedly take the cinnamon rolls out the oven. After they're out, I plop my seasoned eggs in the pan. " Angel is Celesto." I tell my father. His jaw drops to the floor.

            " But I thought you took Celesto back. You claimed the guilt was an unbearable burden and it was for the best. And now you're sweet talking him. Does he even remember?" My father asks. " No, he doesn't. And I'd like to keep it that way if you don't mind." Before I can finish my sentence I hear a sound in the hallway.

            I shrug it off and continue talking. " I really love Celesto and I don't want to ruin what we have." I explain to my father. " Why don't you go talk to mom? You have some relationship problems." I tell him. 

             " Well, you'd better go explain it to him. He just ran off in the hall. Now we can see who has relationship problems. At least I don't keep secrets from your mother." My father says. My eyes go wide. " Dumbass." My father adds. I flick him on the forehead before running to the room. I hear him yell something, but chose to ignore it. This is gonna be a long, long day.

Word Count: 1247

Sorry this took so long I went on vacation and when I was finally gonna write it i got the worst migraine ever