@disneyanddisneyships screeching crying ripping my hair out
"Vox!" Mal basically yelled out, walking into his studio.
Vox never flinched. It's like she wasn't even there. He had been ignoring her these past few weeks, and Mal never knew what she did wrong.
Vox didn't want to see her face ever again after that night..
"What's going on? You haven't answered my calls, or even talked to me! What happened?" She asks, frustrated for her friend.
"Nothing. Close the door on your way out." Vox replied coldly, not giving her a single glance.
"Nothing?!" Mal argued. "You ignore my entire existence after we've established that we're friends.. for Nothing?!"
"Leave." Vox monotonely stated, still turning back from her.
"No, I'm not leaving until I get a reason out of you." Mal stood her ground, sternly talking to the overlord.
"There's no reason. I want you out." He responded, giving her the good old cold shoulder.
"No." Mal replied. "I'm not going anywhere. Just tell me what's going on."
Mal sighed. "We're friends, Vox. For a while now. I'm not stupid. I'd know when something's wrong. Just tell me, Vox! You can trust me!"
Vox slammed his hands on the table, finally looking at her in pure anger. "JUST FUCKING LEAVE, MAL! GET OUT!"
Mal looked up at his tall figure, a desperate look on her face. "Atleast tell me what's making you act this way!"
"There is nothing that's making me act this way! I've always been this way!" Vox yelled back.
"That's not true!" Mal argued back. "You always responded to me whenever I text you! You never ignore me! Hell, you can't even stand one FUCKING second without trying to bother the shit out of me, and now suddenly it's all gone! You weren't always this way!"
"Does it fucking matter?! I'm fine!" Vox wanted her out of the studio, but she wouldn't even bulge.
Her eyes. Her goddamn eyes.
Why did it shine that much? Even when he's making her leave..
If he wanted her to leave.. then why couldn't he stop looking at her eyes since the moment he turned around to face her?
"You're not fine, Vox! Tell me what's fucking wrong!" Mal yelled at him. But it was more of a plea than it is an arguement.
Vox couldn't stand it anymore.
"This!" Vox gestured to her. "That fucking look on your face whenever I see you!"
"What do you mean by that?!" Mal asked, confusion and anger visible on her face.
"You're weakening me!" Vox yelled out to her face, making her flinch as well as hearing his words.
Mal stopped, and so did he.
"How am I weakening you?!" She never understood it.
"I can't stand feeling this- this thing whenever I look at you! That fucking look on your face makes me feel so.. goddamn weak! I can't be like this, Mal! I.. this is a problem!" Vox ranted, and if only he had a hair on his tv head, he would've been gripping the life out of it.
Mal blinked. "Well that's not my damn problem, is it?"
"I don't fucking know! All I know is that I- .." Vox couldn't seem to get the words out.
"You what?" Mal asked, wanting him to continue the sentence.
"I LOVE YOU!" Vox yelled out, static in his voice and the studio lights flickering because of his overwhelming emotions.
Mal stayed silent, taking the words in.
"I love you.." Vox said in a calmer tone. "And love is a strong word. It's also a dangerous weapon. As an overlord.. I had to obtain my rank without love in my heart. I'm merciless. Evil. Apathetic. A fucking mess if you ask my honest opinion. I thought if I ignored you these feelings would disappear, but I still fucking want you. Fuck.. I don't know. All I know is that you make me feel so weak.. and I despise it."
Mal took all of this in, understanding the point of view of someone who loved power more than himself, and someone who fell apart because of love.
She too did that, and here she was, with a certain overlord in her mind.
"I love you too." Mal found herself saying.
Vox perked his head up. "What?"
"I love you too, Vox." Mal repeated herself. "Though I'm pretty sure you heard me the first time."
"I know you're scared to love again. I know how valuable power and control is to you.. but.. who's to say I'll hold you back from still having that? Vox, if you decided to destroy all of hell, I'll stand by you. If you wanted to control everyone, I'll still be here. If you wanted to burn this place of suffering and damnation, just tell me and I'd light the matches myself. I don't want to change you, Vox. I just want to love you." Mal ranted, declaring her heart and soul to him.
"You don't want this. I'm a fucking mess." Vox shook his head.
"You're the mess I want. I don't care what Val said about you. You've already proved him wrong to me. Sure, you may be a douche sometimes but hey, atleast you make up for it by playing videos on your head." Mal said the last part in a joking manner.
"Hey!" Vox started to be more at ease, even chuckling at her statement, in which she giggled.
"In all seriousness.. I don't care about your rank, or how much of a mess you are. Only if you do the same thing for a sinner like me. You once cared before you wound up here.. maybe you could do that one more time?" Mal smiled softly at him.
Vox smiled, in a soft expression only she had the privelege to see. "Maybe trying this again wouldn't hurt.."
Mal smiled widely, before making an attempt to hug him. Vox, a bit hesitant and afraid, recoiled back.
Mal laughed akwardly, before stepping away from him. How could she have been so stupid? Her and Vox never touched each other physically for two reasons. For one, he might electrocute her out of panic, and two, he swore to keep his guard up, letting her in, but not close enough to the point where he would long for her touch. He didn't want to trust again.
It wouldn't hurt this time.
"I guess.. not touching is kind of our thing." Mal sheepishly giggled, looking away from him with her cheeks red.
Suddenly, a hand reached for her cheek, making her look at Vox, who took guts to do it.
Mal couldn't react, for the overlord had immediately pressed his lips against hers.
She had been shocked, not literally, but she was surprised about the sudden act. Never had she been kissed this gently before.. something that wasn't a rough kiss to silence her. Not a kiss that told her all she was good for was in the bedroom.
Something that told her he loved her.
Mal closed her eyes, beginning to kiss him back as she hesitated to hold onto him. She knew how he felt about being touched.
But then, she was forced to hold onto him when he had suddenly pulled her closer by the waist. The entire studio lights glowed, a warm kind of light emitting from it.
They stayed like that for what seemed like hours, until Vox pulled away.
"Look, I'm sorry for being an ass." Vox began to apologize, which was not his thing. Part of the reason why he thought she weakened him.
Mal giggled. "Maybe I could forgive you.."
Vox raised his eyebrow. "Maybe?"
"Yep. I have certain standards." She sassed, tapping her finger onto his tv screen.
"Is that a challenge?" Vox smirked.
"Maybe. I wanna know how far the overlord Vox would go for my forgiveness." Mal smirked as well, winking at him.
Vox chuckled. "God, I love you."
"Mhm. You better." Mal giggled, before pulling away from his grasp. "Tomorrow. 7:30pm. Lu Lu World."
Vox grinned. He knew how much she loved theme parks. "Deal."
Mal laughed. "Alright, big guy. I'll see you there." She stated, before making her way to the door. "Love you!" She closed the door.
Vox was left in the studio, lovestruck. Dumbfounded. His screen glitching as it said:
"Vox.exe has stopped working. Needs a firefly sinner rescue.
(Preferably a kiss if the name's Mal)"
"Alastor and I are dating!" Aponi announced to Mal as soon as she sat on the couch and asked about the big dumb grin on the butterfly demon's face.
"..WHAT?!" Mal shouted, eyes wide as the moon.
