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It was quiet, people were preparing for the extermination after all. Everyone in the hotel had gone to bed except Angel. He clearly was scared, tears running down his face. Yes, this wasn't anything new but the intensity was purposely increased this time. The fireplace was going while the spider sat and watched from the couch across. Soon, his boyfriend joined him. Alastor was not nearly as scared, he knew that the power he had could temporarily kill an angel. Though, he was worried for an angel, his angel.
It took a minute but Angel finally spoke.
“When we die, I want us to die together.”
To say Alastor was shocked to hear that would be an understatement, but he didn’t feel just that. He could swear he felt his dead heart hurt.
“What? What makes you think we're going to die?”
They looked at eachother. The pain clear in Angel's eyes and the confusion clear in Alastor’s.
“Haven't you seen the news? Fuck, when you said you didnt watch tv i thought you would at least keep up with the news! Either way, we are dying tonight no matter what we do, so lets just say fuck it and have one last date night. Just the two of us while we wait for whatever to happen.”
The sudden snap was slightly to be expected. Tears were forming in Angel’s eyes again and he soon was sobbing. He didn’t want to lose his lover, or even think about it. Not the first lover who actually loved him.
“Youre saying this because you're scared of dying alone, aren't you?”
Alastor said in a tone he should not have. He meant it in an understanding way but it came off as annoyed. He realized after his love looked at him, slightly offended.
“Fucking- yes! I am! But i also love you too much to let you go off and get yourself killed!”
They both think back to all those times where Alastor would go ‘hunting’ during the extermination. It was dangerous but he always came back, so why was he this worried now?
“Why are you so convinced we aren't going to make it? This happens every year?”
It was a genuine question, but Angel was stressed. Anybody could tell.
“Its all over the fucking news! ‘Extermination made two times more thorough and harder to survive in hopes to set hell’s population to basically zero sinners’. I already died alone because I was forced too, I'm not doing that again.”
Angel’s voice broke and it pained Alastor so much to hear it. Neither have seen such raw emotion in many years, never feeling it either.
“We are not going to die.”
Angel still could not understand how the other did not get it, it was the end of the road for them. Even if he didn’t want to admit it, Angel found comfort in that. He lived the ways he wished he did while alive and saw how bad it was. He finally found his dream lover, so why couldn’t said lover let go. Maybe it was trauma.
“You have a chance at surviving but I don't!”
“Don't say that, you do.”
By now, Angel just wanted to beg, scream and cry all at once. All he wants is one last chance of happiness before his afterlife ends. He wants to die happy this time.
“No! No i fucking dont! I'm just some guy! The best thing i ever got is my name and face plastered all over the fucking porn studios! I'm not some overlord who has powers to stop myself from any major harm! Just accept that! So just please, one last night together. We can make one of your mother’s recipes, dance by the fireplace, anything.”
Sometime during, they stood up. Both crying now from the argument and the reason. Both not getting the other’s point.
“With me, you have just as much, if not more power than I do! Id also kill myself just to keep you happy and safe and you know that.”
“What point would there be without you there?”
“What?”
The mood switch startled Alastor. He never had someone think of him like that. It was almost disturbing.
“You took me out of a horrible situation and brought me into a good one. You made sure I felt loved, even when I was being a bitch to you for no reason. You made me want to give everything up and you made me experience genuine happiness for the first time in decades. You let me try things and gave me freedom I never had. Even while alive. I was actually allowed to be myself with you without fear.”
Angel wrapped his arms around himself to try and comfort. Then he found himself hugged, by his love.
“Mon Ange, you never told me this before.”
Alastor whispered.
“Because I never found the right time but now seems like the best.”
“I promise we are both making it past tonight. I will do anything to make sure of it.”
It wasn’t an empty promise, but it wasn’t said to be. It was said to promise love, safety, comfort, and to promise he’ll be there.
“You can try all you want but it only has a small chance at working, so even if i do make it, lets have that one last night, just in case.”
“Okay darling, if you say so.”
They danced around the living area all night, making sure to soak up every second with each other, expecting the next one to be the last.