A Love Inbetween Two Words

.~°Chapter Twenty-four°~.

 Fizz felt relieved from his slumber the night before, with so much of his stress and worries from the night before being lifted from his shoulders.

Especially with a big, handsome, fluffy, and loving roommate and fuck buddy that he can also call a friend.

Though the sleepover did help, though he got WAY too many spins and picks from the bottle in his opinion, he was still somewhat terrified for the safety of the Lust King.

He was right to think that way though, because Mammon did in fact DO something to Ozzie to sour his mood and make him EXTRA worry for him and his feelings.

Then the Ozzie confrontation happened . . .

Which led to the texting therapy session . . .

And that led to the kiss . . .

Fizz could reimagine the kiss a hundred thousand million times, and he would do so a hundred thousand million times even fucking more to the very end.

But the kiss itself . . .he didn't know what to think of it in his whole body and mind.

Who knows why or what he did it for. It could have been a great bonding moment, or it could have been the only way that he was gonna fucking shut up with his big ass mouth.

But yet . . . he didn't think of it in any of these ways at all.

More so, he thought of it as something more that he just . . . didn't know yet. He thought of it as something that, yes, it was unlike him, he also liked it a lot.

And he got all of that from a silly little kiss.

But he brought that to the back of his mind, because he was more excited for what Ozzie had planned for the club tonight.

For what though, he had no fucking clue. All he knew was that it was important to the both of them, and that they both needed to be here, especially them since they tended to miss out for other things

Which made it even more fun.

"Fizz? Are you still there?"

Fizzarolli managed to hear said sin of mind discussion, and he snapped back to reality. Fizz then looked at Ozzie in confusion, before remembering where he was at; Inside of the huge bathtub. Letting the sin wash and clean up his body and back, which felt relaxing.

"Sorry Ozz, I have a thing for blacking out of reality lately." He said to the sin, before going back to enjoying the gentle touch of Asmodeus scrubbing his back with pleasure.

It was better than what he could have done at least.

"It's okay Fizzy. I'm just exhilarated to be going back to the club once again, and that you are going to be there giving it your all. It will be merriment, prosperity, and-"

"Asmodeus, what the fuck are you saying."

That seemed to bring Ozzie from the fancy french talk language that he was giving him, and Fizz watched as the bigger demon blinked towards him.

"Oh, I guess I went too word heavy, sorry for that. I'm just excited for tonight and its events, that's all." Ozzie explained to him, and Fizz nodded his head.

"Okay, I get that, but you started to spill out made up words out of fucking nowhere. Where did you get them from, your ass?"

"They are words that mean happiness, darling. Also, don't point fingers at me, because you have your very own secret language that I can barely understand." Ozzie testified to him, but there was still a smile on his face.

Fizz himself couldn't hold the snicker that wanted to escape from him, but he managed as he moved to actually see Ozzie in the bathtub, abandoning the scrubber into the water below.