When the Glass Breaks (Abraxas: SFW Angst)
Warning! Contents yelling, cursing,things being thrown around. Read at your own risk.
It was if everything was in slow motion, the demon that had been washing the dishes in hopes to lighten the tension that seemed to be in your shared living quarters had knocked one of your favorite glasses off of the counter. Accidentally of course, but as it rolled off the counter and shattered across the kitchen floor, a surge of anger had rushed through you before you finally exploded. He had begun to try and clean the glass off the floor when you had felt the first few words of a deeper storm that raged inside of you.
“Wow, can’t even fucking catch a glass. Let alone my favorite glass, what kind of demon are you?” The sarcasm mixed with the heat of the tension had made Abraxas freeze in place. You could see how his body stiffened at the words before he threw the dustpan with a loud growl, the piece of plastic hitting the cupboard and shattering.
“Great, now there’s plastic and glass all over the goddamn kitchen. Thanks.” You hissed, grabbing the broom from the supply closet since the dustpan was now in shards and ruined.
“The fuck is your problem with me lately? You’ve been acting like a fucking bitch the last two weeks!” Abraxas had begun to yell, it was as if the bubble of tension had burst.
“You!” You screamed at him, tossing the broom aside only to turn and jab a finger right into his chest. “You are my fucking problem Abraxas! You can’t fucking do anything right!”
His normal golden gaze that had once looked at you in a loving manner had turned into a fierce red color that radiated anger, you flinched as his true form had begun to take over. Horns that sprouted in an upwards spiral appeared at the top of his head, fangs poked out from under his top lip as his skin had darkened to a deep red coloring.
“I’m the fucking problem!” He snarled, a forked tail slamming into the cupboard and splintering the wood of the door. “Oh sure, it's ME that’s the problem. When YOU won’t even tell me what the problem is! You walk around acting as if you are some sort of goddess, and being holed up in your room for days on end isn’t good for a relationship if you want it to work sweetheart.” The words dripped venom, meant to be digging right into your heart and it was working.
“Yeah? Then fucking explain this!” You held up your phone, a video playing that was sent from your friend of Abraxas getting coffee and accepting the café barista’s phone number. Hot, angry tears rolled down your cheeks and you swiped at them harshly. “You fucking lied to me Abraxas!”
An almost soft expression replaced the anger and Abraxas had seemed to calm down just a bit, but you were still angry and hurt. At least now he knew why you had been avoiding him despite him doing his best to get you to open up, whether it was your favorite meal, a treat or a small trinket he had seen while he was out on his daily walks.
“And then you try to make it up by making me my favorite food! It’s almost like you were admitting to being guilty!” You continued on with your yelling. “I hate you!” You jammed your finger into his chest again, and again repeating the same phrase. “Would you shut the fuck up and listen to me for a god damn minute?” Abraxas grabbed your hand with a low warning growl, you paused and waited for him to explain things just a bit more.
“What the video doesn’t show you is me getting the manager and showing him what had occurred. I had tried to politely and not politely tell that barista multiple times that I already had a girlfriend.” He explained, pulling out his phone and clicking on the voicemails that he had been left. “And here’s the proof of it.”
You had listened to the voice of the manager from the café explaining that the situation was handled and that he had been sorry that the whole experience was uncomfortable for Abraxas. You sniffed and swiped at any remaining tears before simply pulling Abraxas into a tight hug, burying your face against his chest.
“I’m an idiot.” You murmured, the rumble of a chuckle came from him as he simply ran his fingers through your hair and held you close.
“It’s okay baby girl, I know how those things go and I know how your mind works. I should’ve been more honest with you and told you upfront what happened so this wouldn’t have happened. You’re not an idiot, you had every right to think that way when you only got that snippet of the interaction.” He hummed quietly in acknowledgement.
“Yeah but…” You had begun but you were quickly cut off as he tilted your chin up to kiss you.
“You are nothing but beautiful, doll, I don’t want to hear another negative word come out of that pretty mouth of yours.” He murmured.
You shoved at him, pushing him away just a bit. “Oh shut up Abraxas, you’re the gorgeous one.” You huffed, the tension that had been there previously dissipated now that everything had been cleared.
“I am nothing but a mere demon that got lucky enough to be with a girl as kind and caring as you.” He carried on, the heat rising onto your cheeks.
“Abraxas…” You murmured, reaching up to tangle your fingers in his snow white hair. He grinned at you before simply picking you up and setting you on the counter.
“Let me clean this mess up and we can apologize as much as we want afterwards. The last thing I want is for my baby girl to get injured by broken glass.” He stated, grabbing the broom that you had tossed aside earlier and began to sweep up the shards of plastic and glass.