Hidden Wings

III

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Keith couldn’t hold Lance as a secret anymore. As much as he loved the angel that was hiding in his house, Lance had the need to communicate, and Kkeith couldn’t think of anything else to tell the other. Lance knew everything about him now, from his mortal life to his personal preferences.

The only problem was going to be telling Shiro why he hadn’t stepped foot outside of his house in the past week.

He just didn’t think he would have to explain so suddenly.

“Hey, Keith! I brought some medicine for your pre- what the fuck.”

Shiro had walked into the the “sick” man’s house. Naturally, being his brother during their mortal life, he had a key to his mortal brother’s house. It had rumored that the converted angel had gone into a pre-heat, something that happened to all demons, converted or not.

But when he walked in, he found Kkeith cuddled up on the couch, asleep on a stranger’s shoulder. Lance would have never been prepared for what happened next.

“Who the fuck are you, and why are you in my brother’s house?” Shiro said with a booming voice, slowly transitioning into his booming god voice, one they usually only used to warn humans with fear.

Lance sunk into his savior, literally shrinking into his pocket.

This is new.

Keith slowly began to wake, looking up and seeing his brother’s hair standing on end, eyes pure white, and wings spread to their full length. Keith rose, unaware of his prince’s presence. As he stood, his eyes turned a pure purple color, his wings spiking and flaring out. His fingernails grew to claws, teeth to fangs, and his hidden horns beneath his hair began to grow.

“Fuck off, Shiro. Where is he?”

Keith's voice was beyond booming. His voice was joined by what sounded like five other demons. Shiro had returned to his angelic form immediately. If anything, daemon-angels were not a force to be messed with, as they were twice as strong as any daemon or angel. Nearly as powerful as Zarkeon or God himself.

“H-He disappeared… I’m sorry… I don't know where he went..”

Keith roared, but immediately stopped when he felt something tapping on his chest. There, in his shirt pocket, was a doll sized Lance. He gasped, shrinking to his size and pulling the prince out. “My prince…”

“That man walked in and yelled at me and I shrunk… I don't know how to get big again…” Lance whimpered, sitting in the male’s hand. Keith turned to Shirogane with a smile on his face. “Takashi Shirogane, I would like to introduce you to the prince of Altea, Prince Lance.”

“You’re shitting me.”

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Shiro walked from the house, still struck by awe. This was his prince, the same prince who was to be born into the royal family three years ago. And here there he was, living with his little brother.

He flopped onto his bed, soon joined by his fiance, Adam.

“Baby? What’s wrong, Shiro?” the copper skinned male asked his fiance.

Adam was also a converted angel, so he knew the power of the converted. He had copper skin, dark brown hair, and stunning brown eyes. And Takashi felt like the luckiest man in the heavens and the sky that he was going to marry that man.

Shiro sighed and cuddled his fiance. “Mm… nothing baby.”

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Keith sat in his desk chair poking at the other. Lance had shrunk to the size of his hand, and neither of them could figure out how to fix it.

“I shrunk when I was afraid, maybe I just need to feel confident? Or maybe happy?” he questioned, stretching his arms upward and yawning loudly. “But can we figure it out in the morning? M’tired.”

Keith nodded, picking up Lance and setting him on the pillow, laying next to the boy. “We can figure it out tomorrow, okay? Get some sleep, my prince.”

-edited by gayastrobabe-