Blasphemous Lovers [BxB]

Chapter 7

"Well, that escalated quickly" Facimus hooted as he sat back on the sofa next to Astreal who had curled up in the corner when Marley had gotten up to go pee a few minutes ago. The demon sat in the opposite corner and stretched his foot out to nudge Astreal's. "Hey..."

Astreal mumbled something under his breath.

"Huh?"

"I said 'Go away'." He tucked his legs up further into his chest and rested his chin on his knees, avoiding eye contact with Facimus.

He didn't like this and sat forward, glancing to the others to see if they were looking. They weren't. He crawled towards the angel and sat cross-legged facing him, his knee brushing the other's hip. "What did I ever do to you?"

That got his attention and Astreal turned his head. "Uh, you got your bird to scrape into my stomach?" He looked mad, which Facimus had to note, made him look cute.

"You were reacting worse to your nightmare as usual! You are such a heavy sleeper that it was the only way I could think to wake you before you were potentially in danger of hurting yourself. If anything you should be thanking me for waking you. Oh and Anima."

"Wait. Worse than usual?"

"Oh shit. Uhh... I can explain without this being creepy." Facimus had turned a slight shade of pink, embarrassed by the fact that he had gotten so careless that he had spoken so freely. Luckily he was a quick thinker. "Well... You know my job is what my job is and I have to get my information from somewhere. Unluckily for me, you don't speak to anyone except Marley, who I only just realised you knew. So, the only way that I could get anything about you was to follow you and see if I could find anything."

Astreal studied him for a few moments. "Liar."

"What?" He exclaimed.

"That is only part of the reason. I know what your name means you idiot. I have Omnilingualism." The ability to understand and speak any language fluently.

"Oh...well then. I'm happy to move off this subject if you are."

"Yeah, whatever. This isn't over though you stalker,"

"I do not stalk you. It's business and that is all."

"Alright. Now you are just flat out lying to my face." Astreal held back a laugh. Facimus was becoming flustered and was rambling, doing anything to cover up his mistakes. Not what a son of Multis should be acting like. He should be composed at all times, and definitely not hanging out in an old, warped warehouse, drinking with a bunch of misfit supernaturals of all types. "Anyway, how long have you known Marley?"

"Since she was a babe. I met her when I was sorting some stuff out with her mother back in 18'63 Nice lady. What about you?"

Astreal glanced over to where she was sat on the edge of the pool table, glass in hand. She was chatting to Max who had loosened up enough to let his glamour fade. Out from his orange hair were a pair of black, twisted horns that stopped coiling a few inches from the top of his head. "About a month after I first started my sentence. I was wandering round like a hard-nut with my wings out and everything because I they made me feel important. Obviously I hid them from the humans. Anyway, a few demons thought they'd pick a fight with me and cornered my in a alleyway that wasn't big enough for me to manoeuvre out of and nowhere to climb up higher. I was nearly unconscious by the time Marley came with a few of her old friends and scared the guys off. She basically dropped me outside my apartment as she couldn't enter and disappeared after. I found her a few days later and we got talking."

"Woah. So she basically saved your arse?"

"Yeah. I still owe her actually. She's a tough girl and I'd hate to be the person who gets on the wrong side of her."