A/N: Happy Day 7 of Solodeus Week! I decided to combine both of the prompts Stars and Soulmates for today. I had a lot of fun participating and I hope that you all enjoyed! I loved seeing other people's work as well. I hope that this is something that continued to grow in the future! Comments are appreciated!
The posters had been hanging around RAD for months at this point. Tonight, shooting stars would fill the dark Devildom sky. All the students were buzzing about it and the rumor mill was running over time. Who asked out who? Did she really get rejected? Did he really think he had a chance? Did they make things official? Asmo made it his job to know all of the gossip. He had participated in his fair share when it came to rejections. It wasn’t his fault that he was beautiful and that people threw themselves at him because of it!
However, his rejections were coming a little harsher today than they had in days past. And that was due to the fact that the one person he actually wanted to ask him out hadn’t even made a move yet. He’d been pulling out all the stops too! He was spending extra time on his hair, did his make up extra special, and dropped a significant amount of grim on his nails. Yet Solomon seemed completely dense as to what Asmo was angling for.
Tonight was supposed to be a night of romance, the most romantic event of the century even! And he’d be damned if he was going to be left out of it all. What would people say if he, the Avatar of Lust himself, didn’t have a date to the star shower? It would be absolutely humiliating! But he didn’t want just anyone, he wanted Solomon.
Now here he was.
On the last day of classes before the big event.
And Solomon still hadn’t asked him.
Solomon had been locked away in the library, barely even responding to Asmo’s texts if at all. He hadn’t even bothered to have a decent conversation with him! But that wouldn’t stop him. It couldn’t stop him. He was going to spend the most romantic night of his life, with Solomon, alone at the star shower.
At least, that was the plan, until Lucifer gathered them all into the living room.
“What?” Asmo heard his own voice ring in chorus with his brothers.
Lucifer let out a sigh, “Lord Diavolo wants us all to meet so we can enjoy the stars together and before any of you can ask, no, you can’t get out of it. This is a mandatory event that we all will be attending together.”
Normally, Asmo would love attending one of Lord Diavolo’s little parties, but this wasn’t one of those normal times. So much for him having a romantic night alone with Solomon under the stars. Now he would be spending this wonderful night alone with his brothers.
To make matters worse, he had no doubt that Diavolo would be showering Lucifer with affection all night. Even if Lucifer was flustered and trying to change the subject, it would still be completely unfair. Asmo should be getting attention like that from Solomon. Instead he’d be watching Diavolo fawn over Lucifer all night and contemplating how he was going to explain that he hadn’t had a date.
He was a little more than crestfallen walking into the palace. He was more than prepared to wallow in his own pity the whole night until a familiar voice caressed his ear.
“-I mean, are you sure Barbatos?”
“Most certainly. I’d bet almost anything on it.”
Asmo’s head shot up. Solomon was deep in a conversation with Barbatos, the two didn’t seem to notice that the brothers had walked in yet. He would have gone over to him, but Asmo was completely caught off guard. By the time his mind had processed the situation before him, more figures were already greeting them.
“Oh, Simeon,” Lucifer said, “I didn’t realize you all would be here too.”
“Lord Diavolo thought it would be a wonderful idea if we all got together to enjoy the stars together. Luke was really excited to see them, and I thought it sounded like a marvelous idea.”
By the time Asmo looked back, both Solomon and Barbatos were gone.
***
So far, the night was going exactly how Asmo predicted it would. Lord Diavolo had whisked Lucifer away, not allowing him escape from whatever ministrations he had planned. Solomon should be paying attention to him like that now. He should be lavishing him in endless praise and adoration. Instead he was off who knows where with another one of their pact mates most likely. He slumped down into his seat, picking at whatever food was currently sitting in front of him. He wasn’t interested in eating. He wasn’t interested in doing too much of anything really.
“Asmodeus?” he hadn’t even realized Simeon sliding into the chair next to him, “Are you quite alright?”
Asmo looked at him for a moment before returning his attention to… whatever it was on his plate. “Oh just peachy. I love my partner ignoring me. All week. Not inviting me out to gaze at the beautiful stars falling from the sky. Like every other couple at RAD. It’s a wonderful feeling.”
Was he being passive aggressive?
Yes.
Simeon cleared his throat and shifted in the seat next to him ever so slightly. He seemed a little taken aback by Asmo’s response. “Well, that uh… Certainly sounds like… Something,” how ironic it was that a writer was struggling to find his words, “In any case, would you like to accompany me?”
Asmodeus stopped playing with the food on his plate and slowly turned to Simeon with a raised eyebrow. “Accompany you?” he repeated, “Where?”
“Oh, you know… Around.”
This had to be one of the most painfully awkward conversations that he had ever had in his entire life if not the most painful. Simeon was still fidgeting in his seat and adjusting the high collar on his neck. He looked over to Lucifer’s blushing face as Diavolo rattled off yet another list of praises to him. Asmo couldn’t hear what he was saying, but he didn’t need to. His feelings would still be the same.
It was Solomon’s own fault that he wasn’t spending time with him.
“Alright then,” Asmo stood from his seat with a little more force than what was necessary, “Let’s go somewhere.”
***
Simeon led Asmo away from the crowd and down the long halls of the palace. Eventually they were in the palace gardens. And then they went deeper, and deeper, and deeper. If the castle hadn’t been so tall, Asmo surely would have lost sight of it. They walked for a little while longer in silence until they came to a wrought iron gate. To Asmo’s surprise, Barbatos was standing next to that gate.
“Good evening Asmodeus. Enjoying yourself so far?” he asked.
“Well, I- … No.”
“I see. Well I hope your night gets better,” he moved so that he was in front of the gate, and in one swift motion and a click of the lock it was open, “At this point we both will be leaving. Do enjoy yourself.”
Asmodeus was confused. Actually, confused may have been a severe understatement. But he still walked through, even as the door clicked shut behind him.
Beautiful flowers dotted the bushes on either side of him. The hedge walls twisted and turned leading him down the path under the light of the moon. Slowly, the trail widened leading him up a hill, and the scene certainly took him by surprise.
Solomon was there, a telescope behind him as he fidgeted with what Asmo assumed were last minute details. There was a blanket, a basket, and flowers in a vase in the center. At the sound of his footsteps, Solomon lifted his head and a smile spread across his face. Quickly he stood and made his way down to meet Asmo halfway. His arms were out wide for him but instead of running and embracing him, Asmo stopped right in front of him with his hands on his hips.
“Excuse me. Exactly what were you thinking?” Asmo asked.
Solomon stopped and blinked once, twice. “I- What?”
“You heard me,” Asmo huffed and leaned back, “You. Didn’t. Ask. Me. To. Come. Out. With. You. Tonight. I’d been waiting for you too since the posters came out Solomon! And you just never did! Do you have any idea how many people kept trying to get me to go with them? How many people I turned down? I just-” He let out a groan of frustration, throwing his hands onto his face. A small part of him was relieved, but he was also incredibly frustrated.
“Well, I mean, Diavolo was planning on asking all of us to come so,” Solomon gestured to the scene behind him, “I figured we’d both be here anyways.”
“I didn’t know that!” Asmo exclaimed, “Lucifer didn’t tell us! We were going until Friday! And he didn’t seem to know that all of you were even going to be here! I just-! Do you have any idea how much stress you caused me? If I get wrinkles I will hunt you down.”
Solomon laughed and put a hand on the small of Asmo’s back, leading him up to the blanket. “I apologize Asmodeus, I didn’t realize,” he stopped and took ahold of Asmo’s hands, kneeling on the ground and tugging him to follow, “I got so caught up in preparing all of this that the idea you might want me to ask slipped my mind. I figured it was a given we’d spend the night together.”
Oh. Oh Solomon was smooth with his tongue. Of course he was, he could be when he wanted to be. He could either be smooth and sexy or a complete fool who loved to make Asmo laugh. And what could he say? Whatever he was doing was absolutely working. He followed him down onto the blanket and folded his knees behind him.
“Look up,” Solomon said, pulling Asmo close and looking up at the sky, “You can see a couple, they just started not too long ago. You can see them from here, the telescope is just in case we want to get a closer look.”
Asmo nodded and snuggled closer to Solomon. He was quiet for a moment before speaking, “Did you really spend all your time planning this?”
“Well most of the time,” Solomon asked, “I did have to sleep at some point you know.”
Asmo snorted and elbowed his side. Solomon’s response was to bury his nose into Asmo’s hair.
The stars started to pick up in the sky. They started coming in twos, then threes, until the entire sky was lit up with their beauty. Neither one of them spoke, instead they stared up at the beauty above them and relished in each other's company.
“You know, I never really believed in the concept of soulmates,” Solomon said, his hand running up and down Asmo’s arm, “The idea never really seemed plausible to me. I mean one person being out there for everyone? Everyone in all three realms? It seemed far-fetched really. But then-”
“But then?”
“I met you,” Solomon’s voice was soft, adoring. It made Asmo feel warm, “And my perspective changed. I thought, perhaps it could be possible. I used to think of humans alone when I thought of soulmates. One human for one human. But perhaps, soulmates could be a human and a demon.”
Solomon kissed the top of his head and relaxed once again into his embrace. Asmo mulled over his words.
Soulmates.
Did he believe in soulmates?
The idea was incredibly romantic, but what truly was a soulmate?
Asmo turned his attention away from the sky to stare at Solomon. He took in his features, his eyes, his cheek bones, his strong jawline, his nose. All of them were seared into Asmo’s mind, and when he thought about them, his heart fluttered. He knew the unconditional love that came with Solomon, and every little thing about him always brought him back to that fact. Every little moment they shared, every kiss, every breath was intertwined with a silent ‘I love you’, a silent promise.
What they had together was an unspoken promise, something that just was and always would be.
Under the starlight, Asmo moved to look up at Solomon. No words were spoken between them. They moved closer together.
Under the starlight they were one.
One body.
One mind.
One single soul adrift out at sea.
Every touch lit Asmo ablaze, every little movement struck him deep within his core, every kiss on his skin was a mark on a well memorized road map.
It wasn’t till long after the display had finished, that the two of them were making their way back to the castle still all too tangled up in eachother, but also trying to fix their clothes. Asmo knew that Lucifer knew as soon as he stepped inside. His brother took one look at both him and Solomon, taking note of their clothing and narrowed his eyes.
Oh Asmo could already hear the lecture that he'd brought upon himself, and he could only imagine what choice words Lucifer had in store for Solomon. Lucifer didn’t like the relationship, but he also didn’t know Solomon like Asmo did. He offered Lucifer a little wave before taking Solomon’s arm and walking off to a table together.
“Before I forget, I have one more thing for you,” Solomon said, pushing Asmo’s chair in, “I just-”
Asmo felt Solomon slip something into both of his ears, and when he sat down, he held up his D.D.D. so that Asmo could see. Two of the most gorgeous earrings Asmo had ever seen now rested gently in his ears. They sparkled and glittered down from the studs in his ears. And the studs… They had a moving image in them, a scene that looked oh so familiar.
“I had the telescope set up for another reason aside from getting a closer look at the stars.” Solomon started, “I wanted you to have that scene with you forever. I’d been working on a spell to capture it the moment I learned this was going to happen.”
“I love it,” Asmo breathed, gently touching the earrings as he admired them in Solomon’s camera. Solomon grabbed his hand once again and squeezed.
Soulmates.
Maybe Asmo did believe in the word after all.
He didn’t care who was around them or who saw. Asmo leaned in and kissed Solomon’s lips. He could already see his cheeks and the tips of his ears turning red, Solomon didn’t pull away. Instead he ran his hands up and down Asmo’s arms, indulging his partner in the kiss.
Asmo had never been happier than when he’d been with Solomon.
Soulmates.
Solomon always made his days.
Soulmates.
He filled his skies full of stars.
Soulmates.
It was hard not to see stars when he was with him.
Soulmates.
The word continued to ring out in Asmo’s mind. Perhaps Solomon had been made for him. Perhaps this had been planned from the beginning. But he didn’t care, because either way, Solomon was his, and he was Solomon’s
When they pulled away from the kiss, Asmo swore he saw thousands of shooting stars in Solomon’s eyes. Thousands of his wishes were constantly being fulfilled by the man before him. He leaned into Solomon’s arms from his chair, resting his head on his chest and letting the gentle thump of his heartbeat lull him into a sense of security. Solomon’s hands roamed over his body, visiting places he had long visited before.
Soulmates.
This human was his, and he would always be his.
If anyone from the newspaper club was here, they could take all the pictures that their little hearts could desire. Everyone he turned down should know the wonderful man that deserved him. They could all say what they wanted, but it didn’t matter, because Solomon held his heart and he held Solomon’s.
Solomon lit up his sky with stars, and in the end, that was all that mattered.
Note: This ends in pure pain, there is no happiness to be found here.
Promises. Something that always left a bittersweet taste in Solomon's mouth.
On one hand, they were nice, a temporary happiness that he wished to hold onto for as long as possible. But on the other hand it also reminded him of the painful realisation that he would outlive every promise made to him.
A promise of happiness with someone, a promise of a family, a promise of forever.
None of these promises can truly last forever, yet he hopes and hopes each and every time that they end differently, despite knowing that they won't, that they can't.
It was a quiet evening at Purgatory Hall. Solomon, Simeon, Luke and Asmodeus had been playing a few board games all afternoon until Simeon and Luke left to do their school work. Asmo had decided to stay for a while longer and they both settled into the comfort of Solomon's bed to cuddle for a while. Neither of them wanted anything more, they simply wanted to bask in each other's presence for as long as they could this time.
It was nice, they would talk about their day's while Asmodeus would play with Solomon's hair and occasionally gossip about whatever name was currently mentioned. They didn't need anything apart from each other in moments like these and Solomon barely remembered the time that they didn't spend time together like this at least once in a while.
Solomon had loved and lost many people in his life but he always had one familiar face by his side, Asmodeus. They had known each other for such a long time that he didn't even wish to imagine a time where they weren't as close as they were now.
Every time Solomon had lost yet another loved one to the mortality that he once shared with them, Asmodeus was there for him. He helped him through each and every moment, through each and every broken promise of forever.
With each person lost, another part of his humanity broke, or perhaps he never had any to begin with? Could Solomon even consider himself human anymore? He didn't remember being a kind man when he had first seen Asmodeus, yet he was still with him, still by his side for all those years. While other people would look at him and immediately try to get as far from him as possible, Asmodeus had stayed, he had always seen Solomon as human, even after all he had seen.
Asmodeus was always the one pushing him to make new friends, to be around people even if they would eventually leave him because he knew that Solomon had needed humans around him. They were an anchor to him, an anchor to humanity. Asmodeus cared deeply for Solomon but he knew that if he only surrounded himself with demons that it would eventually break him more than any loss could. And Solomon was thankful for all of it, for everything he had done for him, no matter how big or small.
"Solomon, you still there? You're so quiet, what are you thinking about?" Asmodeus' voice and gentle circling of his finger against his stomach had brought Solomon out of his thoughts.
Solomon opened his eyes and looked towards the demon next to him before starting to pet his hair while slowly brushing through it with his fingers. "Ah, I'm sorry, what did you just say?"
"I was just talking about the demon that was pestering you last week but that's not important right now. Is everything okay? You looked quite sad just now." Asmodeus pressed his head slightly against the hand that was brushing his hair before taking it into his hand and softly squeezing it to reassure him. "You can talk to me about anything, you know?"
"I was just... thinking about us. Nothing bad, just… our past. I haven't been the most kind to you, have I?" Solomon moved to lay sideways towards Asmodeus and gave him a quick kiss on his forehead. "I'm sorry."
Asmodeus was confused, where was this suddenly coming from? He had told him many times before that those things were now in the past, unimportant to who he was now. "That's not all though, is it? Do you want to talk about it?" He squeezed his hand again before putting it to his lips and giving his hand a small kiss. "Just squeeze my hand back if you'd rather drop the subject and cuddle, okay?"
Solomon thought for a moment, did he want to drop the subject? He wanted to be open with Asmodeus but he also didn't want to bring all of his problems up at the moment. He knew that Asmodeus would be there for him but all he wanted was to be close to him at the moment.
He delicately squeezed his hand back and in seconds Asmodeus was holding him close while giving him gentle kisses to his cheek. It was a method of comforting that Asmo had used many times before and it always worked to sooth the pain that built up in Solomon's heart, even if only for a short time.
Oh how he wished to feel it one more time. Asmo's hand tenderly brushing up and down Solomon's back to comfort him. The kind words that Asmodeus would whisper to him. The simple basking in each other's presence.
The promise of him staying by Solomon's side forever that had slipped out of Asmo's mouth like a wonderful song being sung to him.
But once again, Solomon had fallen for it. For the song of forever. For the promise of a bright future.
Only this time, there was no one to put him back together as he was kneeling in front of the grave of the one person he had spent countless centuries with.
And that's when it finally hit him that no matter how many lies he tells himself, that he will always end up broken and alone eventually. There was no happy ending for him.
