(Au! Supernatural! Kidlaw) Taming A Demon

Housewarming

The first time Kidd woke up, it was still dark out, and all to be heard was the endless buzzing of various bugs, however, what stirred him was far from an insect.

He was half aware of Law slowly untangling himself from him, however, either because he was still too drowsy to care or not quite sure why he should, the redhead did nothing as Law unfurled his wings and rose from their small cranny within the tree roots.

After that, he was much more aware as the wind finally reached him, and the chill of the night instantly seeped in, seemingly determined with giving him hypothermia.

Now he was more than awake, and had half a mind to reach out for Law and drag him back when a different kind of warmth came to shield him.

The redhead mindlessly palmed at it, taking a few moments to recognize the leathery sensation and realize that it was Law's wing.

Content with that knowledge, exhaustion stormed his mind and forcefully shut him back to sleep.

The second time he woke up, he felt colder, not enough to be in any discomfort, but he could still recognize that the wing that previously shielded him from the gloom of the night was now a crude blanket.

There was a vague thought questioning Law's disappearance, but just as it came it passed on by with another high pitched gale, ripping through the trees with a whistle of anger and freezing him to the bone.

With a mindless shudder, the redhead clutched the blanket tighter around him, and lost himself in the howls of the night and the feeling of a silent sentinel over his shoulder- most likely that being Law.

For a brief moment, the howling of the wind muted, causing Kidd's ears to ring at the abrupt silence, the only thing echoing in his ears being the thudding of his own heart and a deep breath, not belonging to him.

The sound was reassuring in a way, and Kidd quickly fell asleep once more.

The third time Kidd woke up, it was no longer the dead of night, and a strip of sunlight that broke through the leafage of the trees suddenly shined in his eyes, effectively stirring the pale man up from his comfortable sleep.

At first he didn't plan on getting up, instead shifting around until the light missed his eyes and propped himself against the surrounding roots, however, soon after he was settled, the memories of last night sluggishly drifted back to him.

The realization that somebody was missing easily roused him from whatever spell he was still under, and Kidd sat up with a start.

Kidd winced at the sunbathed greenery, not quite ready to face such bright colours, but nonetheless forced himself to take it on.

Slowly easing out of the nook he took home in, the redhead searched the immediate area for his demonic familiar, but came up short with only the crude blanket he was left behind.

Clutching the thing to his face, Kidd gave it a look over, only to find it was just as it appeared to be, a wool blanket- though where Law got it from was a total mystery, as the item lacked any damning tags or labels.

Deciding that the item wasn't important for the time being, he left it in the nook and promptly redressed himself.

Now, where was Law?

The man's question didn't last long as a couple of voices sounded through the woods none too gently, and almost immediately, he worked his way in their direction.

As he made his way to Law and whoever it was he was talking to, the voices grew more lively, right to the point when the exorcist recognized the guest as the same God that brought them back to America.