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A young boy with golden hair going down to brush against his shoulders was leaning over the soft cloud he was sitting on. He appeared to be like a bird perched on a high branch waiting for the next opportunity to pass him by for a quick meal. This quick meal he was looking for wasn't a meal at all, but instead a boy this angel had been crushing on for quite some time, ever since he first caught sight of the boy. He knew the boy's name, his heart sung it more often for him than it ever produced any sound out of his lips.
Now, "Pip", as he was called by the other angels, and what he preferred was not only leaning over, he was fidgeting with the buttons on the bright red vest that covered the top half of his body. Even down to the brown bowtie that was wrapped around his neck was getting messed with. He was a nervous mess waiting for the black blur his heart adored to even grace his vision. This boy was none other than the anti-christ and demonic in nature or Damien as he was called. Forbidden to touch the clouds except for the hands of the angel he too was smitten for. He just showed it less than Pip ever did, but Pip knew he was loved.
Then the halo atop of the brown hat Pip wore glowed brighter and his wings looked lighter. He finally saw that black blur coming up towards the clouds. Pip stopped leaning as he made his way to get up and stand so he could start moving down himself to meet Damien halfway. He was beyond ecstatic that Damien was here as he used his wings to lower himself down with mild support from his legs.
Now he was standing on a cloud closer to the hill that Damien used to get closer to Pip's own perch. He moved his legs so he could touch the ground and whisked the cloud away as his feet made contact with solid ground. His poor face was going to hurt with how wide his smile grew seeing the demonic boy.
Damien, on the other hand, looked the same as ever, a resting face that sent most people away and running. A glare that always made the brave on edge. Yet Pip knew there was a tiny smile reserved just for him and no one else to see and peer at. Damien didn't say much, just offered out his hand to Pip to take.
Pip took Damien's hand and was waiting to be led away to the next new spot that Damien chose to have for their date. Damien led them off as Pip's wings fluttered behind. Where they were taken was a quaint little place that seemed to dig itself into the cave that formed a majority of its structure.
Damien waited for Pip to hide his wings and halo so they could head inside. Yes, demonic and angel relationships weren't unheard of, but that didn't mean they were appreciated by the few who were more old-fashioned. Who still chose to see any with an ounce of demonic blood in them as nothing more than to flee and hide away from.
However, being the kind boy that he was, Pip offered to open the door for Damien, since Damien took all this way to him and back. Damien thanked Pip for opening the door in his own usual way of glaring for appearance as he went on through. Pip followed close behind him as a waitress led them to their table.
Both Pip and Damien respectively, were going to cover their portion for this place. Once led and taking the chance to sit opposite of each other, then holding out their hands to hold together as they both looked and peered through the menu. Pip was delighted this place served tea and Damien was just happy to see coffee being an option.
They didn't need words, just their hands together to feel the warm fuzzy presence of love taking place. That and looking at each other was enough for the other to melt. When the waitress came back again to take their orders, Pip ordered a tart and tea while Damien ordered a coffee and cake. Once their orders and menus were taken, Pip finally chose to speak out.
"You know, you always get more handsome every time I see you."
Damien looked away, acknowledging Pips' words as he muttered out words of his own.
"You too."
Both of the boys grew a faint red in their faces, however those were really all that they wanted to say and acknowledge. They could say more, but why would they when Pip looked at Damien as if he was the world. While Damien looked at Pip as if he was his own world too. They didn't stop holding hands until the waitress came back with their food, placing it down did they let go of each other's hands.
Picking at their food as they occasionally ate and sipped away. For this was an ideal date for them both, just basking in the presence of one another. When their bellies were full, everything was finished, and bill paid did they leave the little place to go somewhere different.
Pip was excited where else this date would take them both as he watched Damien lead him to a suspicious looking cavern which was quite a distance from the cave cafe they had just visited. Then Pip lit up as he recognized the suspicious place wasn't suspicious at all.
Damien was taking him to his place to stay at for the night what a way to end their date Pip thought. This time Damien opened a door that appeared out of no where for Pip to go through. Once through did Pip let out his wings and halo. Damien was again dragging him to the couch in the middle of the living room after closing the door behind him once Pip moved a little more out of the way into the house.
There on that couch did Damien start kissing Pip soft pecks that turned sweeter the more the kissing grew. There was no need to rush, they could take their time as they pleased. Damien only stopped and so did Pip when they both needed air, then they continued again after greedily consuming the air. Hands were placed on either side of each other as Damien was careful of Pip's wings making sure he was comfortable and not in an akward position from being pressed against the couch.
At one point Pip's hat got knocked off and landed on the floor with his lips all swollen from how greedy Damien was. Not that he was doing much better Damien was pretty sore around the lips and his shirt collar looked messy from being tugged by Pip.
Damien and Pip's hands didn't leave where they were placed, until finally letting go so they both could sit up on the couch and lean against each other. Damien leaned in further to whisper to Pip's ear.
"How about I take care of those wings?"
Pip nodded enthusiastically as he switched himself over to face the wall leaving the perfect amount of room for Damien to take care of his wings. Will Pip ever mutter that he purposely left out taking care of his wings among the days leading up to Damien's return, no, no he won't that is his secret to have.
Damien went through the motions, looking for any feathers that were out of place, dirty, and in general needed to be removed. It was this quiet silence between them with occasional talk that made their heart'a scream with love.
After about an hour of taking care of his wings Pip was growing sleepy from the events of the day and he assumed Damien was as well, judging on when he looked back the demonic boy was close to shutting his eyes. Figuring it was best to get up, did Damien look more awake when he saw Pip standing next to the couch and so Damien joined him in standing up.
Pip knew the way to Damien's bedroom they fell asleep together more times than they can count. However he wanted Damien to lead the way, which Damien did. Leading himself and Pip, Damien opened his bedroom door to let Pip inside.
Pip saw the clothes already laid out for him to wear ontop of Damien's bed. They were the pajamas Damien had bought for him to wear whenever he was over. They were a simple redish gold pair that matched with Damiens goldish black pair. Both boys changed out of their day clothes, Pip folding his clothes to go ontop of Damien's dresser and Damien just throwing his clothes to the floor.
Once both were dressed did Damien get into the bed first, so he could lift the covers and open his arms to invite Pip to bed. Pip turned off the light and retracted his wings to join Damien. Pip then cuddled up towards Damien's side as Damien placed his arm over Pip as he placed the covers over them both.
The two boys then eventually fell asleep, as Pip softly snored against Damien's shoulder and Damien loudly snoring against the top of Pip's head was just another way of showing their love. In ways words couldn't and they preferred it that way.