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Nyx was having a shit day. His boss yelled at him, a coworker had slapped him when he bumped into her, and his favorite chipmunk fell out of a tree and died.
He looked up to the sky and said, “please, please, please, someone give me a reason to live.” Then, there was a sudden whirring noise and Nyx whipped his head down. He saw a man huffing and gasping for breath, did he have…HORNS!?
The strange man looked up at Nyx panting and said, “Man!! You have NO idea how fucking fast angels are. Like holy SHIT!!! I didn’t think I could even feel exhaustion! WOW!!”
Nyx was just staring agape at the cute guy standing before him. The man straightened himself up and gave a deep bow.
“I am Ethan, son of the Devil,” the man, er, Ethan said his title as though he were god himself.
“O-oh,” Nyx replied, at a loss for words.
“No need to respond, heard your request, and here I am!” Nyx cocked his head in confusion. Ethan, noticing this clarified, “I had to fight like 10 angels to be the one to fulfill your request.”
“But why would you wan-” Nyx started.
Ethan interrupted, “Well I can’t just let anyone answer the request of such a cutey, now could I?” he said in a flirtatious tone.
Nyx could feel the flush creeping up his cheeks all the way to his ears, “What are you on about!”
“I’m here to give you a reason to live,” Ethan looked surprised, “thought that much was obvious,” he finished with a puzzled look, almost like a golden retriever.
Before Nyx could reply, Ethan snapped his fingers and transported them to a moody candle lit bedroom. Nyx eyed Ethan suspiciously, but Ethan was running a bath.
Nyx studied the man and his features, his horns were blacker than night and pointed sharply towards the sky. There was also a tail, Nyx hadn’t originally noticed, that, if it were to straighten out, would probably come to about his ankles with the end being shaped like a heart or spade. Apart from his horns and tail, he looked like an ordinary person, albeit a gorgeous one. What with his sun kissed skin, his messy dusty pink hair, and his beautiful piercing green eyes. Nyx’s gaze started to move lower than his face and found Ethan’s toned body, he was definitely strong, but in the way where he could still hold you gently while you cuddled.
Ethan noticed Nyx studying him, “keep undressing me with your eyes and I’ll catch a cold,” he teased with a fake shiver.
Nyx flushed, “S-SHUT UP!” he yelled in embarrassment.
Ethan snickered and walked over to Nyx, “I’ve run you a bath, there’s bubbles and epsom salt.” Nyx blinked up at him in surprise.
“This isn’t some kind of scheme to get my soul?”
Ethan sighed, “I already told you kitty, I’m here to make your day better,” he said in an exasperated voice.
“Ok…” Nyx said slowly before realizing the pet name Ethan had called him, “and don’t call me kitty!”
“Fine, fine, whatever you’d like cutey,” Ethan said winking at Nyx.
As Nyx soaked in the tub he thought about the jerk that was surely waiting right outside for him to finish, he’s infuriating! Who does he think he is? Nyx stopped oh, right…the son of satan himself…I
Well it didn’t matter, he wondered how long he’d been missing. Was his sister, Laura, worried about him, probably not… What about London, she was his best friend after all. No, she was probably with Laura, who wasn’t worried about him. Well if no one was worried who cared what happened.
*Cliffhanger >:)*