Fooled Around and Fell || BoH Sequel

Prologue

"No... It doesn't compliment your ass like it should."

Leah Wilson pinches the bridge of her nose as she stands outside the dressing room in front of the most frustrating being for the fifth time in the past twenty minutes. He seemed to have a problem with everything she tried on.

"Seriously? I actually thought you would like this one. I like it," she says as she places her hand on her hip.

Gabriel gets up from his seat and walks over to Leah, looking over the dress once again. "Don't get me wrong... You look hot in it, but the fabric is too loose right there... It doesn't quite capture your ass," he says as he gestures to it.

Leah looks up at him with a bitch-face before rolling her eyes. Gabriel shrugs as he puts his hands in the air. "Hey, you're the one that invited me," he points out before looking through a rack of dresses.

He pulls out a white dress, looks it over, and hands it to Leah. "This one looks nice," he says. She let's out a sigh as she goes back into the dressing room for the sixth time.

The archangel goes back to his seat, crossing his leg over the other as he continued to flip through his magazine that he had found. He thought she looked good in all of them, he just enjoyed seeing her in different dresses.

"You know, I'm getting a dress to go to a party this weekend. Sure you want me to wear something that does compliment my ass without you there?" Leah asks from the other side of the dressing room door, a small smirk on her lips.

"Wait, why can't I go?" She hears Gabriel question.

She checks herself out in the mirror, flattening out the dress. "Because I'm going so I can get a "special object that I'll know what it is when I'll see it." We talked about you interfering with the trials," she says before walking out the dressing room.

Gabriel opens his mouth to say something but closes it when he looks up. His eyes go up and down Leah's body. "Oh, you are not wearing that without me there," he says as he stands up, throwing the magazine down.

Leah smirks slightly as she turns away from him to look in the mirror. "I think it captures everything quite nicely," she says.

"You're telling me," Gabriel murmurs as he comes to stand behind her. He spins her around, placing his hands on her waist. Leah looks up at him with a small smile.

He leans down closer to her. "There's not a lot of people around. We could just go into the dressing room and you can try something else on," he says, wiggling his eyebrows.

Leah rolls her eyes before pulling him down to kiss him. Gabriel pulls her closer to him, trying to deepen the kiss.

"Leah Wilson."

The Caelesti Malum eyes widen as she pushes the archangel into the dressing room and pulling the door shut afterwards. She spins around with her back on the door, facing the owner of the voice.

"Zechariah... Long time, no see," she says, straightening up slightly.

The angel looks at her questioningly. "Who was that, might I ask?" He asks, moving closer to her.

She shrugs as she shakes her head. "Where's Uriel?" She asks, ignoring the question.

Zechariah moves her out of the way, opening the door. When he sees no one in it, he raises an eyebrow and turns back to her. "He's no longer needed for the future trials. So now, you have me," he says, answering her question.

Leah nods, letting out a sigh of relief when Gabriel wasn't still in the room. "So what are you doing here?"

"I need to get acquainted with you. Did Uriel tell you what you were retrieving at that party?" Zechariah asks, pacing in front of her.

"No, said I'll know it when I see it. Should we really be doing this in a public setting?" Leah asks, crossing her arms as she looks at the people that were also in the store.

Zechariah rolls his eyes before nodding in agreement. "Right... Let's talk somewhere private," he says.

Leah licks her lips before going back into the dressing room to change back into her regular clothes. She had a weird feeling about being so close to the end of the trials. Maybe she was the one, but she secretly hoped that she wasn't.

There was only one way to find out.