Angels and Demons

Nightmare Nightingale

Kurt falls asleep as soon as his head hits the bed.

Then he dreams.

"Kurt Hummel." A shadow says. Kurt doesn't know that voice.

"Who are you?" Kurt asks weary.

"We haven't formally met. I'm Sebastian, Sebastian Smythe." He says. Kurt is momentarily stunned silent.
Not only by this revelation, but by the stunning boy before him. He had the 'bad boy' look down, but he screamed danger.

"You." Kurt hissed. Sebastian smiles.

"You killed them!" Kurt cries. The smile drops a bit.

"You killed my grandmother! My MOTHER! My AUNT!" Kurt bellowed. He saw red.

"You tried to kill my FATHER!" Kurt screamed advancing toward the demon.

"Come now, I didn't want to kill anyone! I was ordered." Sebastian defends himself.

"That changes nothing." Kurt sneers. Sebastian smiles.

"There's that darkness." He says chuckling. Kurt lunges at him.

"I am nothing like you." He growls. Sebastian merely smirks.

"But you'll be so much worse." He says. Then he's gone.

"No! No,no,no!" Kurt cries into the darkness.

He jolts awake still screaming.

"Kurt! Kurt!" A voice grounds him.

"Blaine?"  Kurt asks hoarsely.

"You're okay now." Blaine says running his hand up and down Kurt's arm.

He moved to leave before Kurt grabbed his hand.

"Can you stay, please." He asks desperately.

Blaine contemplates for a moment. He's silent as he stares at a spot on the wall. Kurt retracts his hand.

"I mean...you don't....I'm fine.." Kurt rushes. Blaine shushes him.

"Kurt. It's okay. I can stay, I was just asking permission." He says.

"How?"'Kurt asks.

"Well, all the angels are connected. We have telepathic powers. Meaning, we can talk to each other in our minds. Almost like an internal telephone." Blaine explains sitting on the edge of the bed.

"So....you'll stay?" Kurt asks in a small voice.

"Yes, I'll stay for as long as you need me." Blaine says. Kurt nods silently before laying back down. Blaine grumbles a little itching at his back as he sits on the edge of the bed.

"What's wrong?" Kurt asks.

"It nothing. My wings are just cramping a little." He says.

"Well, you can let them out...." Kurt says unsure. Blaine looks around.

"If you're sure..." He says. Kurt nods not trusting his voice. 

Without breaking eye contact Blaine removes his blue T-shirt. He's wearing an odd corset type body wrap underneath. Pulling a string the whole corset unravels leaving a white tank top. Looking closer Kurt sees its not all part of the clothing, as feathers poke up.

They wrap up, the tips end around Blaine's shoulders. Slowly and carefully they lift up into great feather arches. It took Kurt's breath away.

The white down feathers traveled in almost a pattern. They looked so soft. The down feathers were fluffy even!

"You CAN touch them you know."  Blaine prompts.

Kurt leans over and lightly runs his hand over the feathers.
Blaine shivers.

"Sorry!" Kurt says jumping back as the feathers ruffle.

"It's okay. I'm just not used to people touching them. Angels are pretty protective of their wings. They ARE attached to us." Blaine chuckles.

Kurt smiles slightly.

"Thanks for showing them to me." He says, a slight blush covers his cheek.

"Welcome." Blaine smiles. He stretches.

"So...what can you use them for?" Kurt asks curiously.

"Well, they're great for warmth, really soft as a blanket, and I can fly." He lists.

Kurt just nods along. Sleep creeping into him.

"Go to sleep Kurt. Your exhausted." Blaine soothes.

"I can't." Kurt shakes his head stubbornly.

"Why?" Blaine asks.

"I'm afraid. If I close my eyes he'll be there again." Kurt says. Blaine nods in understanding.

"I can keep him out. Just like I can communicate with other Angels I can control others minds." Blaine reveals.

"Have you ever..." He lets the sentence hang.

"I try not to." Blaine promises.

He nods.

"Move over." Blaine says suddenly.

Kurt obeys in confusion.

Blaine slides in the bed beside him. His wings wrap around Kurt like a blanket.

"You're right," Kurt says after a moment of silence, "they're a soft blanket." Blaine chuckles.

"Go to sleep Kurt." He whispers.

"Okay." Kurt yawns curling into his chest.

He falls asleep instantly.

Blaine admires the sleeping man before him before he himself falls asleep.

It's the best nights sleep either of them has had in a long time.