I Promise. (Damien x Reader)

Episode 9 - Questioning

You were taken back by his tone. You began to panic, to try to find the words of how to describe a small dream. Maybe it was a big deal? "You guys were going to have a party- right? Then after Celine left... time fast-forwarded- and I saw Mark. He was on the floor against the wall. I felt the urge to go to him and comfort him to the best I could at the time. Once he noticed I was there- he questioned me and my dreams. We had a long talk before I had to wake up." You stumbled on a few of your words- but you could get the gist out of your dream to the man in front of you.

Once you stopped talking, it seemed as though time had stopped. The man that has yet to introduce himself was not like the other guys in the room. It looked as though he had no color, his skin was a grey-ish tone... and his suit was pitch black. The aura around him was red and blue. He turned back to look at Mark, who was oddly confused. "Have you met Mark before?" He asked. You shook your head. Mark was oblivious that you were telling him the truth. He couldn't remember. "I see-" Dark scrunches up his eyebrows in disbelief.

"Anything else you want to tell us?" His gaze went back from Mark to you. His dark eyes searched yours for your honesty. "Mark was crying- something about a fight?" You try to find some more information about the scenario that had happened last night. Marks' eyes widen, but his face stayed neutral. Dark halted as he stared at the ground. "What-" Dark was trying to find the words to best say what we were going to do to handle this information. "Dark - this may be a vision- like Celines?" Damien stepped back into the conversation.

"You're right. You may have the power that Celine holds." Dark wasn't seeming to talk to you- but more to Damien and Mark. Then, there was a knock on the archway. "I heard my name?" It was Celine. "Perfect timing!" Damien greets her with a warming smile. Celine smiled at Damien- but it faded away once she saw you in the room, hiding behind Damien. "She's still here?" Celine muttered- but you heard her loud and clear. Your face scrunched up, somewhat offended. But you still treated Celine with all the respect that you had left for her, which wasn't much.

"I am here, yeah. I said I needed to speak to Mark... so I did." You reasoned with her. Mark was next to Celine and looks over at her for a second. "Well... more than just that-" He jokingly whispered, but turned into an awkward sigh- scratching the back of his neck. Celine was in slight disgust- but knowing him, his corny jokes were not much of a deal. Damien, however, had a very different response. "You guys... what?!" He exclaimed in disbelief. "No- no, just there was a slight mishap in privacy... that's all" Mark explained.

"Very well..." Damien huffed. Did he just have a jealous rage? Did anyone else notice that? You think to yourself, but other than you- Celine noticed it. Celine walked over to Damien- noting for him to face her as she swiftly rubbed his shoulder in sympathy. "Honey- it's fine. I won't let her do anything in our house." She relaxed him. Did she just slut-shame you? You had enough with her, one more thing she says and you're going to do something you would truly regret. The unnamed man looked at her in skepticism. "Your house? This is Damien and I's. You just hitched in for a ride!" He snapped.

"I-" Celine was at loss for words. The man was outraged- but tried his best to keep his composure. "___, come talk to me in my room." He huffed, leading the way down a corridor. You didn't know how to respond- except to follow him. It wasn't a request- it was a command.

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Hi guys! Short chapter- I know. Hopefully, the next one will make up for it!