Oh my gosh I am SO sorry for the wait I have been working on this chapter for 3 freaking days!
I know that's a long time but it's the first official meeting of Saphael here and I wanted it to be just right...
FYI they're gonna have a bit of a different feel in this verse but I swear I know where I'm going and it will be worth it...
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Oooh...crap...
Oh... he was so screwed it wasn't even funny.
Simon took a deep breath, trying his best to steady his nerves, keep his heart rate normal as they made their way up the stairs. It wasn't really working, every step he felt his nerves growing, his heart rate speeding up, breathing becoming more and more difficult.
He thought he was ready- well, you know, at least as ready as a twenty five year old warlock barely six months away from his coven COULD be to just wander totally unannounced into the lair of the single most powerful demon in existence.
He expected fear, anger, indignation, expected repulsion and disgust at the total disregard for humanity...
He expected that...
He planned for that...
Made peace with the fact that the demon would know this, see this, see every last flit and flicker of emotion...
He prepared for all of that...
But this?
Oh my stars, Raphael was the single most gorgeous person he had ever seen. He was mind numbingly beautiful, like some insane fantasy come to life...
And THAT was the freaking demon he's trying to face?!
What the hell?
How could he possibly prepare for that?
Oh my stars, He can't face a freaking DEMON who looks like that! He's gonna be a blushing, stammering mess...
And the demon is gonna know! He's gonna know everything, SEE everything, will be able to sense it, sense every last embarrassing, awkward, pathetically desperate little reaction.
Every. Last. One.
Will practically be able to read his mind...
See his thoughts...
Oh my stars, he is SO unbelievably screwed it's not even funny...
Why the HELL did he have to go nosing around? Why couldn't he just leave it alone? Why did he go and push himself onto a case?
Why couldn't he just learn to keep his damn mouth shut?
He should have backed out...
He could have...
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V7S1- A Story Not Meant To Be Told- 40's Noir with a Twist
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