My Demons ~ Viktuuri

Chapter 3

Sorry it's short... 

I feel like I'm in heaven. Which is kind of ironic, considering I'm a demon. Oh, and I've also just been crowned Keeper of Souls. And it's also ironic that the reason I feel this way is because of a literal angel. I look down at the pentagram hanging around my neck, and think of the power it bestows. Do I want it? Like, really want it? I sigh, looking around the empty hallway I am currently sitting in before realizing it isn't empty. I look up and yelp. "Viktor!" I chuckle nervously, and he smiles down at me before sitting down next to me. "You okay?" He asks softly, and I nod, looking down at my hands. "It's just... a lot of pressure, you know? 'Keeper of Souls', Prince of Darkness and Despair..." "King of All Things Eros..." Viktor adds, muttering. I look over at him and giggle. "What?" I ask. He turns red and looks away before smirking. "Did you just giggle?" He asks, and I freeze.

Fuck.

"N-no, of fucking course not Nikiforov, what the hell are you even talking about?" I laugh, shaking my head. He nudges me with his shoulder, laughing with me. "It's actually really cute." He admits, and I growl. "I'm NOT CUTE, okay?!" I shout, and he whistles, holding his hands in the air, that stupid heart shaped smile still plastered on his stupid amazing face. "Yes sir, Soul Keeper." He taunts and I punch him, smiling at his wince.

"Anyways, why are you here, Mr. High Angel?" I ask, and he sighs. "To be honest, I was looking for you." He replies, and I see my eyes go wide in the reflection of his brilliant blue ones. "W-why were you looking for me?" I ask, and he rubs the back of his neck.

"Because... Because I..." I turn more, now face to face with him. Could this really be it? "Because?" I pry, and he sighs again. "Because I like you, okay?" He squeaks, and I feel my eyes about pop out of my head. "W-what?!" I ask, and he shakes his head. "I shouldn't have said anything. It's bad enough I like you in the first place, this is just..." He stands up, but doesn't move. I see him take a deep breath before beginning to walk away, and I feel something inside me that I've never felt before. I sprout my wings, soaring over and planting myself in front of him before connecting his lips with mine.

I feel him lean into it, and in those few moments I feel pure bliss for the first time. Our lips go together like puzzle pieces, and I feel like this was something that was written in the stars. I close my eyes, and we stand there for what feels like forever, just lost in the feeling of each other.

I finally pull away, and see his eyes flutter open before the purest smile spreads across his face. "I see I'm not the only one that feels that way..." He murmurs, and I blush. He smirks, looking at the ground. "Did I mention that the two of us have to spend a week on an island together alone?" He whispers huskily, and I gasp.

"Wait, what?"

BAHAHAHAHAHA I'M SATAN (lol)