Mad God's Love [Dark, enemies-to-lovers BL]

2 R

I woke up with a distinct sense of motion and wasn't freezing anymore. Was I in a car? The shadowy scenery was definitely passing by. The seatbelt a tad constricting. I tapped around to get better sense of surroundings. Right. This was definitely not a car. The demon was carrying me, saying nothing. I stared up at the silhouette of horns which were faithfully keeping vigil ahead and firmly ignoring me.

Annoyance overtook me. I proceeded to play drowsy idiot - which I mostly still was – and slapped the creature around some more, eventually landing my palm onto what should have been its face, wondering what the ancient horror looked like under that.

Teeth clamped down on my knuckles and I pulled the hand back. Angry red scratches reached all the way to the fingertips and one nail could have been missing. I held back a yowl and slew of curses. The whole of it could have come off clean, had he wished so. Was it worth it? Absolutetly.

I slammed same wounded palm back onto creature's rumbling chest, which he apparently didn't mind, and proclaimed, "You spoil me, good sir! I could get used to traveling like this." I got him bloody. The well-worn scraggly leather beneath my hand was rough and crusty though, so it didn't make me feel any better. It had to be just a drop in sea of what already was caked in on it.

"We can keep your legs permanently broken to make this an ongoing arrangement," after just a moment's thought he said softly, as much as that was possible for something whose entire chest was rumbling to create sound. He did not speak with his mouth.

I made a sour face at the expense of his blindness and almost didn't say it. But ended up nodding, "Mhm. Anything to avoid slogging through this landscape. Carted around like a royalty – by a monster, no less. Who else on the entire planet could brag about this?" A lot of dead people, that's who. Hopefully I'd piss him off enough to join the ranks soon.

Creature didn't reply. Whether he was getting annoyed or hungry, there was no indication at all.

So perhaps we both agreed to keep my lower body continuously mangled, but it wasn't getting any worse right now. I didn't even feel much pain because everything went numb from hours of being kept still. Nobody was mentioning the elegant breakdown I've inadvertently displayed. Life was good.

I could have asked where we were going, but didn't really want to know. Meanwhile, nothing bad ever happened in transit. Cocked my head backwards and stared at the night sky. Light pollution was much less of an issue since the grid had failed. Most cities still maintained the power with some effort, but it was costly endeavour. In any case, I was nowhere near those. Started humming while stargazing and began falling asleep again. It's probably been a while since I was carried... if ever?

... Vertigo hit me like a brick. Then again. It took me a while to catch on. The monster was jumping around. Something out there in complete blackness screeched and the steady ticking changed into a constant, reverberating growling. It echoed like there was an empty cave within him. I felt like I'm hanging off a precipice. Fear rose. I wanted to get away from the monster holding me, even if it meant leaping straight into another one. The echoing was insane, impossible, nauseating.

Something in the dark didn't get the clue and lurched at us again. The creature which carried me just leapt away again and trudged along without even tightening hold on his lovable bundle. In fact, never once has he even jostled me to rearrange as though the arms never got tired. One more reason to hate these inhuman blow-ins.

"Ha! You suck!" I shouted at whatever it was following in a deliberate attempt to antagonise it. Perhaps the new creature could eat this one, and save me some heartache. Even I heard it scuttle around. On many many legs. A much longer atrocity.