Standing here alone [Pg x Pg Mythology AU]

Chapter Three: "Lies"

Authors note!
Hello people! I'm back to writing for a bit!
This chap will be centered around "every breath you take" by major to minor, check that shit out, and monster by Meg and Dia is referenced
I'm sorry for this chapter being short, but it'll be worthwhile ;)
SPN reference warning, as well as another thing. This story is going to get really off track with the original mytho au, it's my story, I can do whatever I want with it.
Also, could we try to get this story to 200 votes and 3k reads? Share the shit out of this story please!
Anyways, enjoy!
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Scott awoke, smiling as he was surrounded with warmth. It felt like he was wrapped A heated blanket. It was soothing, he just wanted to curl up and lay here forever. He snuggled into the warmth, attempting to fall back into his perfect slumber. Then, the warmth moved.

A low purr followed the movement. Scott froze, rigid with fear.

"Morning, love."

Scott let out a sigh of relief. It was just Vince. After a moment, the brunette nuzzled the naga as he relaxed again. He looked up a Vince, smiling again.

"Are you feeling better?" Scott asked, petting the naga's violet hair. Another deep purr followed. Vincent smiled, closing his eyes and leaning his head back against the stone wall. It felt so perfect. After all these years, they had finally been reunited. Vince didn't even care that Scott had betrayed him. He just wanted his Scotty back. And here he had him, snuggled up against his warm side.

"Of course." He replied in that low, husky voice that made anyone's heart melt. Scott closed his eyes again,  melting into Vince. He tried to keep himself awake, yet he fell asleep soon enough.

After about an hour, Vincent gently pushed Scott off. The brunette was dead asleep, he wasn't waking up any time soon. The nag winced in pain as he sat up. No matter, there was somewhere that he had to go. He'd be back within two hours. No worries.

He got up, trying his best to ignore the pain. Slithering to the entrance of the cave, Vince gave one quick glance back at Scott. I'll be right back. He thought to himself before he made his way out of the cavern.

It was a slow and painful trek to the cabin. In the middle of the thickest region of the forest, a hunting cabin stood next to a stream. Vincent sighed as he slithered to the door. He hissed slightly as the rough wooden porch nearly cut him. With annoyance, he stood in front of the door.

"Grace,let me in," He said as he knocked on the door once.

"What's the password?" A female voice called. She sounded just an impatient as Vince was.

"Glowfly. Now, let me in before I eat a hole in your damn door."

After a few clicks, the large wooden door opened. A girl stood there, wearing a white dress that made her pale skin, dark hair,and perfect curves stand out. She looked like those perfect girls that only existed in fairytales. Although, she was fairly short.Vincent practically to warded over her.

"Back again, Vincey? What's brought you-" She gasped as she saw the bloody bloody bandages on Vincent's back. Vince yelped slightly as she yanked him inside, she took him to the living room and let him go. He sighed a little, curling up near the fireplace. The warmth felt..wrong. He wanted that warmth to be Scott, snuggled against him. Still, the fire's warmth was relaxing after the long journey.

"Take your vest off, let me see what kind of spell I can work."

Vincent carefully took the leather vest off. It hurt. Everything hurt. The pain was near unbearable. It only made it worse to think that Scott had betrayed him, and that's why he was attacked. He shook the thought, turning to look at the Mage.