Angel and Demon Soulmates? ||Solby||✔

6

Four mind-numbing, heart-skipping days is what they get together.

They just fit, and Colby knows it. They fit like rows upon rows of shark teeth settled in the beast's mouth, like their fingers intertwined as they sit among the trees, flowers growing around Sam and the grass dying around Colby.

Sam knows it too, knows they fit like a fantastically done bouquet of flowers, like all of their skin fits into curves and arches when they're draped over each other, feeling all sorts of warm and hot despite cool nights or chilly winds.

There's always a glowing sort of golden warmth in Sam when Colby looks at him, and when Sam looks at Colby there's a fire, something very different from the sun and far more beautiful.

"Angels and demons are never soulmates. I've never even heard of it. I'm pretty sure it's forbidden." Colby had muttered worriedly, but Sam had just shaken his head, smiling at him. "It's meant to be. It'll be alright."

Sam comes from a place where all is good, where love between any two people would be accepted without question. He is not worried.

Colby comes from a place where he was trapped all his life, where harsh orders and bone-chilling threats were hissed into his ear by regents and advisers at all times of the day, where even a step out of place would result in being locked away without a speck of light or a drop of water for days, so much as a mutter of resent and he'd be locked away for years.

Colby's scared.

But Sam gives him a radiant smile and his hands are so warm against Colby's arm and cheek and back, and he melts into the touch, because surely, nothing can hurt him when he's with his soulmate.