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❝ you put your arm around me and i literally felt my knees buckle, this is so pathetic. ❞ -A
Demarcus chuckled a little at that. “Well, it sounds like I need to touch you more and get you accustomed to it, yes?” He leaned in closer, inches away from the other’s ear. “Or would you rather shake and shudder at my mercy?”
He had spent weeks searching into as much information as he could get his hands on regarding the man who did it. It was difficult since he didn’t want to worry Adrien with what he was about to get himself into, and really it wasn’t any of his business.
But Adrien didn’t deserve to be haunted by something that wasn’t his fault. He didn’t deserve to be tormented by a ghost. Demarcus knew exactly how that felt and nobody, especially not the man he loved, deserved to experience that.
After weeks of searching through the internet and with only a little bit of help from Miss Archer, he was ready. He memorized his location and took to the skies, caring little for the more turbulent weather.
A storm couldn’t scare him with the mission he had to fulfill.
“it’s just blood” -A
“Which is only the thing you need to keep inside of your body!” Demarcus did his best to not shout at his lover, who had injured his hand by the looks of it.
“What happened?”
It took a bit of searching but he found the hotel Adrien was currently staying with. He wasn’t sure what to bring this time, and while he knew Miss Archer had experience with raising small children, he was not about to share this with her.
He showed up at the hotel room and knocked on the door.
🐕 (knee) -A
🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee
Demarcus smiled and started petting Adrien’s hair. “Are you comfy, agapi mou?”
X -Adrien
It had been a few weeks since Adrien had last seen Demarcus. When he found him again, he was lying barely conscious in an alleyway, his face bruised and swollen beyond recognition but Adrien would’ve been able to recognize him by his wings, which were spread out and limp. He was covered in scrapes and scars, and the air was thick with the smell of blood.
I actually do want to kiss you a lot right now.
Not necessarily do anything that kissing would potentially lead to as nice as that is if that does end up happening but I just really want kisses.
Happy new year, darling! 🎉♥️ -A
Happy new year to you as well, agapi mou!
