Cupid (DNF + Karlnap)

Chapter 66: A Guest

How is everyone?
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George POV.

There was a knock on the door and I gasped, my hands grabbing at my soulmate. “What should we do?” I whispered, worried about who could possibly be here at this time of the day. “Dream?”
“Calm down.” He whispered. “We’ll just go answer it.” I didn’t want to, I wasn’t in the mood to, but I gave a small nod and allowed him to walk over.

The blond opened the door, and we both looked to see… another blond. This man was much older though, every crease in his face showed wisdom. Wrapped around him was a dark grey cloak, covering up a neatly pressed green and white dress shirt, and a pair of black dress pants to go with it.

“Good afternoon.” Dream greeted, managing a smile at the person I didn’t recognise. “Can we help you?” He had one of his ‘celebrity smiles’, the ones that could make a thousand women swoon. It seemed to make the man happy, and he smiled back at us, straightening himself up and composing himself more.

In his hands was a large box, it was wrapped completely neatly in white. I guaranteed that there was either food or a gift for one of us inside. Perhaps he was part of some fancy delivery service, one that brought food before we even ordered it. A man could surely dream.

“Yes.” He nodded, a bright smile on his face as a British accent pushed through. “I was wondering if Technoblade was around.”
“Are you delivering something for him?” The blond questioned. I mean that would make a lot of sense since he did have a parcel.

“No.” The man answered. “I was here to talk to him. I am his father.” My eyes widened and I sent a glance over towards the blond standing beside me. Dream in turn looked back to me, both of us knowing exactly what it meant.”
“You are his father?” I eventually asked, my gaze trailing up and down at another angel.

I had wanted to check and make sure I had that right, since it would be incredible for a fourth angel to appear. The idea that that could happen was shocking, us meeting multiple angels when the majority of the world had no clue that these things existed.

Before I could even think I had to look him up and down. He didn’t have much in common with Technoblade, he had grey eyes and blond hair while Techno had pink hair and red eyes. Perhaps I just didn’t know much about angel genetics. Perhaps angels looked like one parent instead of both, or they looked nothing like their parents at all, or he was adopted. Many options.

Yet I couldn’t help but ask. “You’re an angel?” It was a dumb question, which I didn’t know the answer to. There was probably not a single response that both me and the angel liked.
For a split second he was awkward, but he quickly and expertly masked it. “I do consider myself quite charitable, but not an angel.”

He gave a smile, yet I could tell that deep down he was curious about the way that I called him that. “Anyway, would I be able to talk to my son? We have important family matters to discuss.”
Once again Dream and I exchanged a glance. We didn’t know much about the relationship between Techno and this man, but it didn’t seem good.

“I will see if Techno is available.” Dream said with a smile, then his gaze shifted towards me. “How about you let Techno’s father inside and offer him a coffee or something.”
“I… um…” I didn’t want to be left alone with another angel, especially one that was older, wiser, and likely more powerful than the three we knew. It felt dangerous.

Despite that though, I doubted there was much I could say to refuse it. Slowly I gave a nod. “Of course. Come on in, Mr…” It was only now that I realised that I didn’t know Techno’s last name, which was a slightly embarrassing fact since we had known each other for years and lived in the same house just a few rooms away from each other.

“Oh, just call me Philza.” He smiled. His fingers adjusted around the box that he was holding and I escorted him inside to the living room. The entire time I continued to glance over my shoulder at him with love in my eyes.

“Well Philza, would you like a drink of some form?” I offered. “We have coffee and hot chocolate, and some tea bags so I could make you a cup of tea.” I didn’t even know how to make a cup of tea, we just had a container for whenever my family came over from the UK to stay (they’ve come over once, last year).

“No thank you.” He sighed. “I had something before I came here.” The blond man… angel… settled down on the couch, still holding the box close to him. “But you and your partner are both quite hospitable.” Philza smiled. “Do you prefer to be referred to as boyfriends or are you perhaps something… more?”

Yeah, he was definitely some kind of cupid. Karl and Sapnap were definitely this pushy at one point in time, and I definitely was not comfortable with it. I managed to continue to smile, despite how annoying that comment was. “Actually Dream and I are not boyfriends or anything.” I explained, feeling awkward. “Nothing romantic going on.”

That was a lie of course. There was something romantic going on, and sexual, and attractive, that had been bubbling for a while but came to the surface as of last night. Yet I wasn’t going to be saying that to this random guy who was apparently Techno’s father. I still didn’t believe that though, even if they were both angels surely they wouldn’t have two different accents.

“Oh. I am sorry that I made that assumption.” He seemed awkward and a little bit upset about it. Yes, he was definitely a cupid. “So would I be able to go upstairs and talk to my son?” He asked. “I hate to appear rude but it has been a while since I have been able to see him, and I was looking forward to the conversation.”

My brows furrowed, since it just seemed like his demeanour was a little too strange. It just felt weird though, that Techno mentioned his father and then in less than one day he appeared on our doorstep wanting to talk to him after a while. I didn’t say anything about it but I did think that this entire thing was weird.

Maybe angels could tell when their name was mentioned and it was like a GPS signal was sent off. So this Philza guy had this place lit up and knew to come here to talk to his son. But if that was the case then Techno would know something was going on downstairs and want to check it out. Plus it was a pretty strange claim.

“I am sure Dream isn’t too far away from talking to him.” I assured the man. “Just sit back and he should hopefully be down in a few moments.” Then I decided that I still wasn’t being a good host to the angel. “If you aren’t thirsty, how about food?” I went on to offer. Philza didn’t say anything and I could tell it was awkward.
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Karl and Sapnap’s boss + Techno’s father, how will this turn out?