My Dorky Angel: A Michael Demiurgos Story

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It's been three months and twenty-one days since Michael and Arin discovered they were soulmates. They agreed to take things a bit slower, and give each other space. Arin still had to process everything and all of the life choices he's made up to this point. Michael still had family issues to work out. 

But finally, Michael worked things out. His relationship with his family was... well, not back to normal per say, but no one was trying to kill anyone now. He and most of his brothers were on good terms again. He and Lucifer still despised each other, but agreed to meet for coffee once a month per their father's wishes. And he had decided to stay on earth, to explore things with Arin. 

Speaking of Arin, that's where he was headed right now. Michael had been just kinda napping on rooftops since he got here and figured it was time to find a place to stay. He adjusts his blazer and nervously knocks on the apartment door. Hopefully Arin will-

Michael nearly chokes in shock as the door opens, eyes widening and face going cherry red. 

A sleepy Arin had opened the door, bedhead curls falling over his adorable freckled face. His outfit was quite different than Michael had ever seen him. A slightly big button-up with cacti and succulents on it and golden brown shorts that hit his mid-thighs, hugging his hips. He had a pinkish beige (pottery pink?) comforter (also with succulents on it) pulled over one of his shoulders with one hand. The other hand went from the door to rub his eyes while he let out a small yawn. Michael was about to tackle him with hugs right there. 

"Michael? What's up?" The archangel sucked in a breath and tried to remain calm. "I-I... I came to a-ask if it'd be o-okay if I s-stayed here... I didn't realize you were still asleep, I-I'm sorry-" Arin simply took his hand and dragged him inside. "You good. I was just napping on the couch after lunch. And of course you can stay here. I figured you'd be moving in sooner or later anyways." Michael blushed harder at that. 

"You have a lovely home..." It was lovely. Arin lived in a small one-bedroom apartment filled with succulents and pet-friendly houseplants, the color scheme only being able to be described as 'various neutrals of a plant mom/dad'. "Thank you. I think it's cozy. I probably could've gotten a bigger apartment if I wanted, but this one is the perfect size. All I needed was room for a big bed, a big fridge, and large tub with bubble features. Yes, I know I'm basically a large toddler. No, I don't care." 

Michael doesn't know what to do with his hands. He wants to hug Arin, but doesn't know if that'd be weird. He decides to pat Arin's cheeks and cup them. Nope, that was definitely more awkward- 

Arin snorts out a giggle and places his hands over Michael's. "Aw~ You're cute when you're nervous~" Okay, Michael is dead now. Michael.exe has stopped working due to a lovebug. Arin giggles again and pecks his lips, which only causes the angel to retreat further into his turtleneck. "We should go shopping for clothes if you don't already have any other outfits. And then we can put them in the empty drawers in the dresser. I have too many clothes that have to be in the closet, so we might need to get you a dressing rack. Oh, and I sleep on the right side of the bed-" 

Arin squeaks a bit at what he just said. He's going to be sharing a bed with Michael. The other man looks equally shocked and embarrassed. "I- I don't- I can just sleep on the roof-" 

"No, no. You're sleeping in bed. Just... We can talk about it later. At least you're not like Lucifer, who was in my bed before we even had our first date-" Suddenly the smaller man is engulfed in protective hug. Right. Don't mention Lucifer, ever. Unless...

"Are you jealous of him?"

"No."

"Yes you are."

"N-"

"Don't worry, my dorky angel~ I'm your baby, and no one else's~"

And Michael just died for the fourth time that day.