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heaven is boring. at least, that’s what ivan thinks.
as a guardian angel, ivan’s job is to watch over his assigned human, making sure they’re safe, healthy, and able to live their life until their fated end. when he’s not doing his duties in the human world, ivan resides in heaven, where everything is plain white, where the other angels do nothing but pray, where the only activities available to him are copying scriptures from sacred texts and resting in his humble abode.
maybe it wasn’t very angel-like of him, but ivan craved more than the simple life angeldom granted him. he wanted the freedom to travel around the human world, he wanted to read stories of fantasy and romance instead of religion, and above all, he wanted someone to call his own. he wanted to fall in love.
so when one day, when ivan materializes in the human world to bestow some good luck on his assigned human, he gets kidnapped by a dark being, well... ivan can’t help but think it’s the most exciting thing that’s ever happened to him.
when the blindfold is removed from over his eyes, ivan comes face to face with the most handsome devil creature he’s ever seen in his entire life.
well, he’s the only devil creature ivan has seen in his life, but nonetheless, he’s super handsome. exactly ivan’s type. in fact, if ivan’s type was described in a book, the description would simply be a picture of this devil.
the devil stands before him, staring at ivan with wide eyes.
“i knew it,” he murmurs, “i knew it had to be you.”
oh, dear gods. ivan’s pretty sure he’s never heard a more sexier voice. he wonders what it would sound like murmuring sweet praises in his ear as the devil pounded into him from behind. gazing into the devil’s teal eyes, taking in the softness reflected back at him, ivan thinks he could totally get the devil to fuck him. he just might have a chance.
“ivan. you’re ivan, aren’t you?” the devil asks.
ivan’s mouth drops a little. “mr. devil, sir, how did you know my name?”
the devil barks out a laugh. “i fucking knew it. i knew it was you. i could never forget that damn face.”
at this, ivan’s curiosity is peaked. he yearns to reach out and touch the devil, but alas, he’s still bound by ropes, unable to move from the chair he’s sitting in.
“mr. devil,” ivan ventures carefully, “do you know me? i thought devils and angels knew nothing of each other.”
ivan is delighted when the devil steps closer. the devil reaches out, brushing the backs of his fingers against ivan’s cheeks, as if revering the angel.
“you don’t know this,” the devil starts, “but my kind are allowed to keep their memories of their human life after death, unlike angels. and you, ivan, were the most important person to me in my human life.” the devil looks down, staring at the ropes that bound ivan. “when i saw you, i knew i needed you. i couldn’t risk you trying to escape me. you were once mine, ivan, and now... now, i’ll have you become mine again.”
ivan is delighted. “were we lovers?” he asks excitedly. “did we have a love story for the ages? did we destroy all the obstacles in the way of our love? what kind of passionate love did we have?”
the devil blinks. “uh... well... i spent most of my life thinking you hated me. i didn’t think we were friends. but... after you left me, i spent a long time, if not the rest of my life, living with regrets, wishing we had talked more. i didn’t know what i had until you were gone. i didn’t know who you were to me until i could no longer have you by my side.”
ivan nods voraciously. “ill-fated, but destined. i see, i see. so now, you have come to make things right, correct?”
again, the devil blinks, seemingly unnerved by how well ivan is taking all this. “well... yeah. i thought... i thought maybe i could convince you to be with me. i could tell you our story. if you weren’t willing, i was just going to take you to the devil kingdom with me anyways and keep you with me. once an angel enters the devil kingdom, their holy power wanes and you won’t be able to leave without the help of another devil.”
“excellent. when do we leave?”
“w-wait, hold on a minute.” the devil holds up his hands, as if trying to stop ivan. silly, because ivan is still bound to the chair. “you haven’t heard everything yet. you don’t know me. well, you don’t remember me. don’t you want to think about this for a minute? this is the rest of your life we’re talking about.”
ivan thinks about it before smiling. “mr. devil, what’s your name?”
the devil hesitates. “um, till. my name is till.”
“well, till,” ivan begins, savoring the name of his future husband on his tongue, “i think you’re exactly the being i’ve been waiting for in my lonely life. we’re destined for each other, so who am i to get in the way of fate?”
till gapes. “you’re serious?”
ivan’s dark eyes bore into till’s. “i’m as serious as can be. angels cannot lie. i want to be with you till. you’re exactly who i need.”
“...if you’re sure,” till says finally. “i’m... i’m gonna unbind you now. don’t go anywhere.”
when till leans down to unbind the knot around ivan’s chest, ivan cheekily leans up as much as he can to kiss till’s cheek. immediately, the devil falters back, hand on his now pink cheek, eyes wide with shock.
ivan giggles. “hurry up, tilly. we have places to be.”
for the first time the entire exchange, till smiles. “glad to have you back, you bastard.”
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