Summary: Harry is an angel of the Lord and his wings are sensitive
Supernatural au
Louis pov
We been tracking down this Alpha vampire for a while now, only for him to escape. I slowly walked around the corner, suddenly I was pushed up against the by my neck.
"You think you can beat me?" he gritted his teeth; he then begins to laugh.
"You're just a weak human" I glared at him, he punched me the face. I spit the blood in his face.
"You shouldn't you be rotting away in your fucked up coffin" I smirked, he glared at me before giving me another punch, he grabbed me from my collar and toss me across the room. I groaned in pain and spit out the excess blood onto the hard cold floor. I felt the blood running down my face, my right eye was throbbing. But I wasn't gonna give him the satisfaction.
I smirked at him as I see Niall coming up behind. He groaned in pain and dropped to the floor as he was injected of dead's man blood. Niall picked up the knife swiftly chopping his head off. I slowly got up, walked over to Niall.
"great shot" I said, he smiled at me and said "thanks"
The car ride back to the motel was quiet, we soon made it back. I unlocked the room to our door and went over to my bed.
"Louis, I'm gonna head over to the diner" Niall said, I nodded at him and watched as he walked out the door. I shifted my body to lay down. 'Harry, can you come here?' I thought. I hear the sound of wings flapping, I turned my head towards the door and see Harry standing there.
Something was different about him though, he had huge black wings coming from his back. They looked like midnight black, they looked stunning, almost blinding.
"Lou, you're hurt" he said with concern, he hurried over to the bad and sat down beside me. He rested his fingers on my forward automatically healing me. The pain was no longer there.
"Haz, your wings look beautiful" I gushed
"What do you mean? Humans aren't able to see an angels wings" he explained with a look of confusion, he looked so adorable when he was confused. Harry doesn't know much about the world down here, the way his face lights when he tries new things.
"Well I see them" I stroked one of his feathers, I stopped when I heard him let out a moan. I look up at him and seem him blushing. I chuckled.
"I'm sorry, my wings are really sensitive. No one has ever touched them before" I felt happy that I was the only one that has touched his wings as possessive as that sounds.
"Well I feel honored that I am the only one that has touched your wings" I smirked at him
"Of course, you are, you're so possessive" he laughed
"Oh, you love it" I gave him a sly look, he blushed red.
"True"
