Fallen for the Damned

Chapter Six: Begone, Demons!

Malak watched his mate put up a tent. He offered to help but Zion clearly knew how to do it and didn't need help. Even though he felt bad for not helping, he liked watching his mate. The demon looked very attractive as he focused on the task at hand.

He wondered what the demon thought of him. Did he find the angel as attractive? He didn't know what he looked like but he knew he had white hair. Did Zion like his white hair? Malak didn't when he was in Heaven because everything was white. He didn't want his hair to be too. But now he liked it. It matched the clouds and he loved the clouds.

"Zion? Do you like my hair?" Malak questioned.

Zion curiously looked at his mate. The angel had been quiet for the last few minutes which made him think something was wrong. Was he really thinking about his hair the entire time? Zion stopped what he was and walked over to his mate. "Of course I do. Why? Is there something wrong with your hair?" He asked.

"No, I like my hair!" Malak responded with a bright smile. He was glad that Zion liked his hair too.

The demon softly smiled at his mate but he was still curious. Why did his mate ask him something seemingly random? "So, why did you ask me about your hair, Malakai?" Zion questioned curiously.

"I was watching you and you looked very attractive- I think that is the right word. But then I wondered if you thought I was attractive too. Though I do not know what I look like, but I have white hair. So I asked if you liked it and you do which is great!" Malak exclaimed excitedly while looking at the demon. He was indeed very attractive.

Zion studied his mate with a small smile. His angel was the most innocent being he has ever meant and he couldn't be more thankful. Not only was he innocent but also very attractive. He knew he was the luckiest demon to ever live.

"Malakai, you're the most attractive, handsome, adorable person I've ever met. And I've met a lot of people." The angel blushed at his compliment causing him to quietly chuckle. After kissing Malak's forehead- causing the angel to blush more, he finished setting up the tent.

Neither of the beings needed sleep but it was still nice to have some shelter. Eventually, the demon hoped to get an actual house to live in. It would be better for the two of them to have somewhere to relax and live the rest of their lives together. Most likely, somewhere surrounded by nature so the humans didn't notice the slowly aging beings and for Malak's love for nature. Thinking of the future excited Zion. But for now, he had to settle with the tent. On the bright side, he got to cuddle the angel.

Once the tent was set up, Malak climbed inside and laid down. The angel was beaming with joy. He's never been in a tent before. It was very strange and he didn't understand the purpose of it. However, he loved it and he loved being with Zion.

He watched the taller demon carefully made his way into the tent. It wasn't very big and he was clearly worried about knocking it down. This caused the angel to chuckle.

Zion raised an eyebrow at his mate and smirked. He exaggeratedly asked, "Are you laughing at me?" Malak knew he was joking. The demon did it a lot and though he still didn't get it, he could tell when his mate was joking. He confidently nodded with a smile. The demon gasped before carefully climbing on top of his mate, careful not to hurt him. "Were you seriously laughing at me? I'm a scary demon. You can't laugh at me," he said playfully.

"Yes, I can. You are not scary-" He taped the demon's nose, chuckling- "And you make me laugh. I like laughing."

"Well, I'm glad that you like laughing at me."