Lovesick [Grelliam, Slingphries]

Five

"I SWEAR TO EVERLOVING CHRIST."

"You can shay that again."
"Shut up!
"Don't speak to Alan like that!"

Necia sighed and finished off the large creature that had destroyed most of the large General Affairs building. She looked at Alan and Eric, who had stopped to help her, but didn't do much, as Alan had sprained his ankle trying to shank the demon, while it was trying to rip Eric's face off.

"You okay?" The blonde asked, out of breath.
"I'm fine, it's jusht my ankle."

"I'm bringin' you home." Eric picked up Alan and walked away without another word to Necia, who had pulled out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket.

The young reaper looked at his friend's hair. "Why are your roots brown while your hair is blonde?"
"I bleached it at some point or another."

"Huh.Your head is bleeding."

"Wha- Oh shite."

"I thought you could self heal your woundsh."

"It doesn't work on wounds from those bloody demons."

Unbeknownst to anyone but Alan, Eric's biological father is Lucifer. However, he's only a quarter demon, the only traits he inherited from the Ruler of Hell himself being self-regeneration and large black wings. Alan enjoys poking the middle of Eric's back to make his wings pop out, and then stroke them. It's kind of their secret

When they got home ten minutes later, Alan hopped down from Eric's arms, kicked off his shoes and plopped onto the couch.

"Cuddle wif meeeeee~" He purred, grabbing onto the back of the older reaper's untucked shirt. He sighed and laid next to his friend, not sure where this was going exactly. They both knew that their relationship would either end in love or tragedy.

A few hours later, moaning and creaking could be heard from their apartment. Eric couldn't keep his hands off Alan.

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mmhhhslingphiresyesss

sorry for the short update! i'm writing a one shot for my short stories collection.

boi

-joel