Dorian turned the sign at the door to 'closed', it was the end of the day which meant that they could finally return home, pour themselves a glass of their favorite wine, sit down in the company of Whiskers and read.
As they closed things up, Dorian noticed a familiar pair of dark curls on the floor as they passed by one of the rooms in the back.
They knew better, this would be a whole thing if they asked what the the demon was doing and yet the fallen angel couldn't help but peek inside trying their best not to get noticed.
Irvin was lying on the ground, staring up at the ceiling, glasses in hand, looking more like himself than before but still there was this air around him. Sadness, Dorian took note before getting caught.
" Don't you know staring is rude Dor? Maybe you should take a picture it will last longer." The demon commented, a small smile on his lips.
" I could say the same to you." Dorian steps inside the somewhat empty room." Didn't anyone tell you it's rude to lay on others peoples floors?" They raise an eyebrow, peering down at the demon." What are you doing Bloom? Don't you have better places to be than a wooden floor?"
Irvin shrugs his shoulders." Not really plus it isn't so bad down here, comfortable even." The demon pats the empty space next to him.
" You cannot be serious." For much of the fallen angels complains Dorian still obliges, taking off their jacket and setting it on the floor before laying next to the demon, hands resting on top of their shirt." What exactly are we looking at?"
Irvin hums at the question." The ceiling." He feels a shook at his side, a familiar glow as he looks at Dorian's side." Hey! I was joking, that's not fair." He chuckles glancing back up." I'm just-" The demon isn't sure how to explain it, it was silly really. " Picturing."
" Yeah, don't you ever just day dream about stuff? I'm just imagining," Irvin sighs, closing his eyes briefly." I don't know, what could be? A different life, a different me, just anything."
The fallen angel rolls their eyes, here they went again." Well, that isn't going to help you get over your flaws if that is what you are after Bloom." It did bring Dorian back, when they were still an angel, laying down in the grass looking up at the sky, dreaming of … They push those thoughts away. There was no need to reminisce.
" I know that but it's nice to think about, I can just for a few minutes not be me." Irvin confesses.
" I'm afraid to inform that you will always be you Bloom, if you were any different than it wouldn't be you would it?" The warlock goes over their words carefully." And for what is worth, and I know that I'll regret saying this out loud, you aren't as bad as you make yourself to be." They hold up a hand quickly stopping Irvin from speaking." You are insufferable, your charms leave much to be desired but you do try, and if you mention your love life so help me Irvin Bloom I will stab you, I do have weapons on me and I will not hesitate."
Irvin stares at the other, stupid grin on his face, a glint behind their blue eyes." Dor." He starts." Are you warming up to me? Hell is probably freezing over."
"No, nothing of the sort but I can't stand here and listen to you go on about how sad you are and love, and whatever goes in that head of yours all of the time." Dorian tries to hold themselves from smiling, amused by the conversation." So tell me, what do you see?" They gesture to the celling above them.
Irvin was finding himself spending more of his time at the bookstore, it wasn't as if he had anything better to do and this way he could keep busy, hidden away of sorts. That also meant that him and Dorian were spending more time together, much to the fallen angels wishes, if anything they had made it very clear how much the demons presence was a nuisance and yet they never told him to leave so Irvin stayed.
He was leaning by the counter, his chin resting on his hand as they observed Dorian go about the shop with some fascination, noticing how they hummed to the sound of the song that played on the radio or how they were so careful with the care for book, almost as if they were alive.
Dorian seemed to be doing better, at least from what Irvin could see.
" Dor." He calls out, chuckling when he hears a groan escape from the warlocks lips. " Come on! I've been behaving!! quiet as a mouse so you have to give that to me!"
Dorian rolls their eyes." Fine, what is it Mr. Bloom?" The fallen angel had gotten accustomed to having the demon around, as hard as it was to admit it they did enjoy the company, lately they had felt rather alone, the friends that they had made were gone and while there was still some around they had their own lives to deal with it.
Irvin smiles, tapping a finger on the counter." Since you can do magic, could you like, Teleport stuff?"
They turn their attention quickly to him, a familiar frown present on their features." What exactly is your intention here? You are up to something."
The demon sighed." Why do you always think I'm up to something? Maybe I just need a small favor, just let me tell you what it is and then you can tell me off, okay?" He waited for Dorian to have some smart reply but once Irvin noticed that he could go on ahead, they did just that. " Okay so, I was kind of dragged to Hell, which means my stuff is still where I previously was staying and ,before you say anything, yeah I could just teleport myself there but I'm trying to keep a low profile so that Hell doesn't figure out where I am."
Dorian shakes their head in disbelief, of course there was always something going in the demons life." Isn't it a bit late for that? I wouldn't consider making a deal with a former angel low profile."
" I told you, that's different, the deal we made was not one of the usual ones so they won't notice but they will notice my presence in the town I was before." He stares at them, blue eyes on theirs." Can you do it? Can you get my stuff?" A beat passes between before Irvin adds." Please."
The warlock sighs." I can bring your stuff here, but we do need to make some preparations before hand. While the spell isn't complicated it can be troublesome if done wrong."
Irvin almost can't help but beam.
" Don't look at me like that, I haven't said yes yet! I can't be doing you favors left and right just because you stare at me with those eyes of yours." Dorian looks away, placing the books down on the floor and making their way to the door to turn the sign.
The demon remained quiet, waiting for Dorian to return. " Yeah but you haven't said no either!" He calls out from the counter with a grin not able to help himself.
The fallen angel returns." I'm sure you have been told this before many times before… You are annoying Bloom. Always getting your way." A nuisance.
Irvin shrugs his shoulders." Part of my demon charm. " He smiles at them." I take it then that you've been able to do magic then?"
Dorian grows quiet, there is an awkward silence between them until the demon speaks up." You haven't tri-"
" I haven't tried doing magic." The warlock jumps in, part of them was still not sure about their whole arrangement, what if it went horribly wrong? There was far too much to consider.
" Seriously Dorian? I didn't think you'd be scared." Irvin sighs." I promise you that is fine, nothing is going to happen. Not you or to me so…"
" Fine, fine! But if something does happen I will blame you and you only." They gestured for Irvin to follow, there was a small room in the back where they could do the spell, there was enough space there. " Move those boxes." They ordered as they walked into the room, Irvin jumping at the chance as soon as he heard them.
"Alright, what's next?" The demon asks.
Dorian breaths into their nose, pushing the frame of their glasses." Now I need to get in the center of the room, no talking, it won't work if you speak."
Irvin does as he is told, moving to the middle of the room, eyes locked on Dorian as they move about the space, discarding their jacket as well as their gloves. " You are going to close your eyes and picture in your mind where your stuff is, only what you want to bring." The demon half listens, still staring as the fallen angel pushes their sleeves up their arms to reveal their tattoos, he cant help but be mesmerized by them.
" Bloom, pay attention!"
That is enough to bring him back, feeling his cheeks heat up." Sorry, just that it's a bit different from what Zeke used to do."
Dorian rolls their eyes once more." What part of quiet and follow instructions did you not understand? You are awful at this. Now-" They gesture for him to close his eyes." Picture what you want to bring, the image most be clear once you are sure, nod once and I'll continue."
Irvin did just so, remembering where his things had been in their old place, his favorite sweater, extra pair of glasses, mementos… He nods once.
" Okay then." Dorian mutters, they felt a bit rusty, it had been at least two months since the last spell they had tried and that had left a permanent mark on their body. Carefully they start whispering the words, a soft blue glow showing around their tattoos and moving upwards towards their chest, as it goes they keep pacing around the demon, touching the floor to draw a circle leaving behind a blue neon light, so far it didn't cause them any pain and the relief of such news gave them strength to continue.
The room around them started to glow and as Dorian said the last word a sound could be heard, as if something had been dropped on the floor.
" Alright you can open your eyes."
Irvin takes his time, opening them slowly and glancing around himself." Wow." A smile grows on his lips." You did it!! See I told you it was fine!"
" Yes but you also told me that it was the first time that you had ever made such a contract so we couldn't be sure, could we?" Dorian gets dressed again, first their gloves and then their jacket. " But it does seem like it is working fine."
They stare at him for a moment." Did you feel anything?"
Irvin shrugs his shoulders already looking over his stuff to make sure it was everything." Not really."
Dorian doesn't insist any further. "Alright then, I'll let you be, you can take one of those empty boxes to put your things." They steal one last glance at the demon before leaving the room to go back to the front of the bookstore.
Irvin nods." Thanks again for this." He calls out as Dorian leaves him be.
The demon stares at door, he hadn't really been truthful about what the warlock had asked, he had felt something and they were sure that Dorian had felt the same as well, it was peculiar.
" Interesting." He whispers to himself before going back to the box, it probably was nothing to worry about.
Irvin still wasn't happy with his circumstances, being back in the Hollows wasn't ideal but it wasn't like he could go anywhere else right now, Hell had done a number on him and the demon felt like he was being held up by duck-tape, a fragile object that could break at any point.
As he walked aimlessly trying to occupy his mind Irvin felt a familiar presence, as he looked up he was met with the sign ' Hidden Pages' , the demon remembered well the time he had spent here, Gabriel, just another that had left a mark on the demon, but that wasn't the presence he had felt, this one was someone different, one that they had kept a distance from until now.
The bell rang from up the door announcing him, Irvin was quickly met with a stern pair of eyes, Dorian, nothing had seemingly changed it, still it was clear to the demon that something was different about them.
" Are you going to just stand there staring? Didn't anyone tell you it's rude. " The fallen angel spoke." You look miserable."
Irvin shrugged." Still as pleasant as ever Dorian. It's good to see you, you look…" The demon smiled." Alive."
" Which cannot be said about you Mister Bloom. What brings you here? I thought that you were out, living, making deals." Dorian commented as they continued stacking the books on the shelves, there was a shared history between them, a reminder of their time together always present by the warlocks scared hands. Their vessel had been foolish then, attempting to make a deal with a demon, but that was then, they were no longer an angel having lost their wings.
Irvin walked deeper into the bookshop, jumping unto the counter to take a sit." I felt nostalgic I guess, I didn't think I'd find you here. I thought that you were out of town." There was something about the former angel that the demon could sense, a weakness of sorts, as if life was draining from them." Up to no good Mister Bellerose?" He joked.
Dorian rolled their eyes at the comment." Bad habits, so happens when magic is involved… Might have gotten carried away."
He raises an eyebrow, that wasn't good." Seriously? You become mortal and decided to just forget your senses?"
A hearty laugh escapes Dorians lips." Worried for my senses now? Aren't you a demon? Isn't getting into trouble and corrupting souls your business Mr Bloom? I thought you would be delighted for such a news."
Irvin sighs." Yeah, okay, but not this." He gestures towards them and as he does the former angel coughs, it starts out as something small but it grows, a pain shooting throw them, enough that they need to hold unto the wood, knuckles turning white. The demon frowns." Dorian."
They shake their head, holding up a hand." Don't Dorian me, It's fine."
" No, it's not." Irvin steps down from the counter, blue eyes gazing towards their hand seeing the red now staining their glove." You'll kill yourself if you continue whatever you are doing."
As if on queue Dorian rolls their eyes again." A bit late for that, you don't think I've realized what I've done? Draining whatever celestial essence remained from myself for…" They shake their hand." An ounce of what I used to be."
Irvin stands there for a moment, eyes on the other as they wipe the blood away, he had always been fond of Dorian, they had seen through him, the mask that he held for others, once he had almost ruined things for the former angel but they had been one step ahead preventing it from escalating.
It was awkward the silence that settled between them, took him back to the time in his flower shop, he couldn't help but study him now, older, human, different from before.
" I thought you were smarter than this, aren't I suppose to be the idiot? " Irvin humors, the curve of Dorians lips twisting ever so slightly at the remark.
" I think nothing changed in that regard, I'm still smarter, but -" Dorian breaths in. " Flawed, tired."
The demon takes a step closer, leaning on the shelve." What if-" He starts." I could help?"
Dorian quickly looks at him, a stern expression on their features." Last time you tried to help I got myself in quite the particular mess"
Irvin looks at his feet." That was then and this is now. I could-" He shakes his head meeting Dorians gaze." We could make a deal."
Once again the former angel laughs, a deal?! " You most be mad! A deal? With you?!"
" Yes, a deal! Which last time doesn't count! We didn't go through with it and it was your vessel that, you know-" Irvin sighs." What I mean is we could make one now. You need energy don't you?"
Dorian grows quiet, observing the demon." Yes."
" Well, I happen to have unlimited energy so-" Irvin clears his throat." Why not just use me for it? It isn't like I'm doing anything useful with it and you can continue doing whatever it is you are doing without hurting yourself." He gives a pointed look at Dorians hands, the reminder of their scars still present even if hidden underneath the leather.
Dorian narrows their eyes, it wasn't the worst idea they had heard but they also weren't foolish enough to take his word for it." What would be in it for you? It's a deal after all so there has to be something that you gain from it as well. I'm not going to sign my life to Hell, not after all that I've been through "
Irvin clicked his tongue against his sharp teeth." Well, there are ways around it." The demon had learned a few things while being on earth, they tried to keep it to themselves only using them when necessary." You can give your soul to-" He pauses." Me."
The fallen angels mouth falls open, to suggest such a thing, he had to be mad." Do you hear yourself Irvin? Give my soul to you? How stupid do you think I am?!"
Irvin holds his hands up in defense." I would keep it safe! It would only be for the time that you are alive, I would break the deal before that!"
" Ah, funny and I should trust you because?" Dorian crosses their arms in front of their chest.
The demon lets out an exasperated sigh." This might come as a surprise but I do care for you Dorian. I did before and I do now, there was a time when we actually tolerated each other. We used to talk, me and you."
They glance away from him, moving from the shelves to the counter, setting the remaining books down." Yes well, times have changed have they not? And for what is worth you were far too busy getting enamored by everyone, who was it?" They know they are being malicious, wanting to change the subject from themselves in a selfish matter.
" Oh right, there was the one that did magic, before that one there was your fiancé, Adam correct? Who passed and then came back, and before him there had been someone else, you were in a different vessel but I recall them, who died in your arms… An unfortunate pattern." Dorian hums." And then there was the werewolf, the half angel, the archangel The list goes on. I'm sure that I'm missing some but-" They shrug." Do you have fun with this life that you have led? How does it feel to love far too much, how does it feel knowing that some are better off discarding it and that love that you gave carries no weight a façade that you play to perfection." Dark eyes meet blue." Has anyone truly loved you or is it nothing but charms? Where are they now, those that you have your heart to? Either dead or moved on, happy."
Something shatters inside him as he listens to the warlocks words, eyes going dark." Watch yourself Bellerose."
Dorian laughs." Why? Hit a nerve, have I?" It's a dangerous game that they are playing but they didn't feel like backing down now." You yourself see it, there is no need for me to point it out. You know every bit of it, how lonely it feels and it eats you up inside how you are left behind, unchosen, unloved and there is no one to blame but yourself, that is why you do these gestures, not out of kindness but to make yourself feel better, something, because it's worse than what is left."
The demon walks closer, voice breaking as he speaks." And what if it is? What then little angel? Didn't you do the same, your precious Heaven, your precious lover and where are they now? Dying, holding unto to a glory that you never had. Pathetic." It felt nice to let go, to not to have to hold a mask, to let the hurt consume him. " You hold yourself in such a high regard, up in this pedestal that you created for yourself, nothing changed, not even now that you are mortal."
Irvin gestures between them, cracks now on their skin." You and I are more alike than you think Dorian. This emptiness that we have, never goes away, isn't that why you turned to magic? To feel something." The demon stops in front of them, tilting their head to the side. " Even if it means to put yourself at risk."
Dorian is quiet as Irvin speaks, maybe it was true, they were more alike than they would give him credit for." At least I'm not lying to myself every waking moment, unlike some." they give Irvin a pointed look. " You don't scare me Irvin, I've seen what you look like and if this is how you make deals than you are terrible at it."
Irvin groans, eyes switching back to his regular blues." Fuck you Dorian. Is this how you make friends? Because you are terrible at it, throwing all of that one me, yeah thank you for the reminder of my disaster of a love life."
Dorian breaths in." Someone has to, need to keep you humble or who knows who you'll snap at next."
Irvin leans over on the counter, eyes still on the fallen angel." You hurt my feelings."
" And you've hurt mine, we are even. You don't need me to feel sorry for yourself and I don't need it in return. We know how we are, we are broken, you and me." Dorian glances in his direction." I'm not sure if we will ever feel right, I don't think it's in our nature."
The demon stares at the warlock, pushing up his glasses." So…" He starts again." I didn't hear you decline my offer for a deal."
A soft smile forms on Dorians lips, a small gesture that is uncommon for their usual stern features." I did not." They turn fully towards Irvin." If I say yes to this, we will be an annoyance in each others lives. It might get us into some trouble."
It's Irvin's turn to grin." And? We're both pros at getting into trouble, doing what we shouldn't and hell with this you can continue using magic, you can live Dor."
Dorian sighs." How does it work? Refresh my memory."
The demon circles around the counter, holding up his hand." I'm going to need your hand, either right or left it doesn't matter." He stops looking at the gloves." Whichever you choose you'll have to remove those. I'll say a few words and you repeat them, this deal will be a bit different than the usual ones I do so bare with me it might hurt a little." With that Irvin waits hand waiting to take Dorian's.
The fallen angel feels their heart beat faster, there would be no turning back once they accepted, they could still say no, continue as they are but Dorian already knows were their answer lies. Removing their right glove Dorian sets it neatly on the wooden top, carefully they reach out their hand.
The demon takes it gently into his, thumb caressing over the healed scars on their hand.
Dorian gives him a nod to continue their decision now set.
Irvin gives a nod in return, quietly he starts to whisper, his voice melodic at first but growing distorted as it gets louder. Slowly he turns their hands, pressing two fingers against the former angels wrist where a form starts to take shape, its a sharp pain, it reminds Dorian of when they got their tattoo done, it was bearable, fascinating even they couldn't look away as Irvin fingers moved up their arm revealing the ink underneath.
Then to both their surprise there was a soft glow that came from Dorians writing, something shifting as the deal continued. "Dor." Irvin whispered calling their attention." You need to repeat the words."
Dorian looks at him surprised, they had seen it before, deals made between demons and others but this, they had never seen something like it. They waited for Irvin to continue, following the words that came from his lips, repeating them without fail, the pain burning into their skin, the world around them fading into the background, unspoken words, and understanding.
As the last word escaped Irvin's lips there was a pull at Dorians wrist and as the warlock looked down there it was, on their wrist a small mark in the shape of thorns, a letter they took it.
Their touch lingered before Irvin finally let go of their hand, holding up his wrist to reveal a mark that resembled the same as their, the letter different." Done, that wasn't so bad was it?"
" Hardly." Dorian retorted, rubbing their skin." You didn't tell me there would be a mark."
" It's like a signed contract, your name." Irvin points at his mark." And mine." With this he gestures towards Dorian." You already have a bunch of tattoos so I don't think anyone will notice and I can just cover mine up."
The frown returns to Dorians features, stepping back to get their glove back on." What now?"
The demon hums." I'm not sure. It's the first time I've done a deal with a warlock that was once an angel. This is pretty new to me as well." Irvin looks around them." I guess will figure out as we go."
" I should have known that you would jump into this without a clue of what you are doing."
Irvin laughs." Yeah, well. it's been working out fine. Just try next to you do magic, see how it goes and if you need me you can call upon me. No need to say my name, you have my mark so I'll know."
" This is all a bit ridiculous." Dorian confesses, eyes still on the small tattoo on their wrist.
Irvin starts walking towards the door." Take it like this, we're broken but we are broken together. Two lonely souls traveling together now, I won't let anything happen to you Dorian, you are in my care."
The fallen angel rolls their eyes." I have regrets already Bloom."
He smiles at them." See you Dor."
Dorian doesn't reply going back to what they had been doing previously taking their place in front of the shelve, once they are sure that Irvin has left, the sound of the bell a confirmation they look in his direction, spotting black curls from the window of the store.
The same smile graces their features before returning to their job.
Too cautious to let someone interfere
Won't take my hands off the steering wheel
drained and confused
So much to choose
Everything to lose
Has my ego bruised
Can't forget and I never will
Cancel it with overkill
Exhausted but I can't sit still
Making me anxious but I'm high on the thrill
I am trying to understand
Cause I give one hundred percent
Why is there a disconnect? cause I'm not getting what I need
I'm desperate swing and a miss I've had enough disappointment
It might be my lens because the negative is all I see
Jason couldn't help but laugh bitterly. "Really? You get a break from that job?" he asked, shaking his head. "I wish you had been on a break when the accident happened," he said with a hurt look in his eyes.
"Yes, your actions, " he pointed again, "I know it's not your fault, I know you didn't kill my family but you took them from me. You could've taken him! It was his fault. He was drunk, and yet you didn't. That motherfucker didn't even have a scratch, and my whole world was just ripped from me," he said in a broken tone.
Gilmore gives Jason a pointed look." Yes, I have those that work for me, a small help, but I still do carry most of the burden of what I do and when times allows it, I like to take a break, breath and enjoy the small things."
Death sighs, shaking their head." Do you think yourself to be the first to come to me? To blame me for actions of others, I did not kill your wife and child that man was the culprit and yet it is easier to push it unto me because I am Death." Gilmore stands, eyes on the other." I do not want to belittle your pain Jason, I too have lost someone precious to me but you must understand that is how life is, unfair. You are not the only one to have lost someone undeserving of such a faith but is this how you would like to live life? Holding unto a past and a wound that will consume you, is that what she would have wanted for you ? "
Trevor smiled and nodded, "I do drink, probably more than what it'0d be safe for a human, but luckily we're not one," he joked with a soft chuckle, "I was also raised in Italy so we start young on the drinking," he teased, "please yourself at home," he offered as h accepted the bottle, "dinner is almost ready, "would you like a glass of wine for the wait?" he asked politely.
Gilmore smiles as they hear him, it was nice to see the Nephilim in high spirits, eventually they nod at his question." Yes and thank you again for inviting me for dinner Trevor, it is very kind of you."
Death glances around the room, it was cozy just how they imagined." If I may ask, what is for dinner? It smells delicious." It wasn't as if they needed to eat but it was one of the few things that they actually enjoyed, when done right food was quite tasteful.
Clubs weren't really her thing, never had been even when she was alive, but a job asked her to be there and so...here she was, after collecting the dunk idiot's soul, Morgan decided to have a drink before heading home, it was not like she was gonna sleep anyway.
Somehow, her eyes feel on the guy next to her, she was just thinking he seemed...off "Well, that's just plain rude,distasteful and no way to talk to a lady! I'm sorry but you look like death, I'm in the business, so I was just wondering if I was gonna need to work a little more toonight..."
Irvin shakes their head." Oh if only it was that easy I would say go ahead but lady I'm a demon I don't really 'die' my soul is already pending elsewhere." He could sense what she was, a reaper just like Adam had been... It's then that a thought comes to mind, Adam was here right? Not to mention that Trevor was definitely here, of all the places for him to appear, the thought of seeing his exes was not a good one.
" I know I look like crap no need to keep looking move along now missy."
He smiled a little, trying to make Irvin focus on him and not on the idiot who was looking for trouble.
Jason frowned a little at the answer, "You look a bit battered..." he pointed unsure if the demon had noticed his state, "Wow! That's some news. Do you have a place to stay already. Looks like you need some rest. You can crash at my place if you want," he offered unsure if it'd be a good idea to leave his friend like that.
Irvin laughs." You're being too kind, I look like shit no need to lie." He had just crawled out of Hell, battered didn't even cover it. The demon sighs. it wasn't a good idea staying at Jason's but they had nowhere else to go, probably someone was already living in his old place and it wasn't like Zeke was around.
" Yeah, sure, thanks." Irvin finishes their drink, glancing back up at Jason." We better go before I do something stupid."
Jason hadn't gone to the club in a long time but tonight he felt like changing the scenery and maybe getting a little drunk for real this time. He was ordering his second spiked beer of the night when he noticed the smell of sulfur, making him turn toward a familiar figure who seemed to be in a terrible mood. "Irvin?" he asked confused sure that the demon had left town months ago. The tone in his voice as he argued with some random guy made Jason stand up and move towards them, "Hey, hey, it's cool, you guys don't wanna start a fight here," he warned as he turned towards the demon, "Irvin? Man you ok?" when did you come back?" he asked worriedly taking in the state of the usually friendly demon.
In truth part of them did want to start a fight , let go of some of the anger that he had been holding but then someone came between him and the other and it took him a moment to register who exactly it was. Jason?, the demon thought looking around the club confused, he hadn't noticed it at first but now the realization was hitting him, the demon was back in Hollows, of all the places to end up in.
"shit." He whispers under his breath, he didn't want to be here." I'm fine." Irvin answers quickly." I got back yesterday."
Irvin pulled himself from the ground, nails scrapping at the dirt as they gasped for air, he had made it out, after what felt like an eternity the demon had escaped Hell and hopefully they would be able to stay hidden for a while. He fell, taking deep breaths to calm himself, his body ached and there was still tried blood on his cheek and hands, right then they felt miserable.
After a while of staring up at the night sky Irvin pushes himself, legs shaking as he does. He needed a drink or two, maybe even a whole bottle, something strong that would call him down.
It all felt like a blur, the demon wasn't even sure how they got to the club but they did, soon enough they had their much needed drink in front of them, hand shaking as he took it. The demon could feel a pair of eyes on him and he was in no mode to be stared at." What the fuck are you looking at? Can't a guy have a drink in peace?!"
Trevor was glad that Gilmore had accepted the invitation. He had cooked some parmesan ravioli and fresh garlic bread and had a good bottle of wine cooling ready for Gil's arrival. He decided to remove Urie'ls portrait from the living room in case it was just too much for the horsemen, but he was still considering showing it to him if he was ready for it.
He smiled when he heard the door and moved to open it with the most welcoming of expression, "Hi, Gilmore, welcome, please come on in," he offered, moving aside to let the other man in.
It wasn't often that Gilmore was invited to dinner, usually Warren was the one that called and ask if they wanted to join him and more often than not Death would agree but this was different, this was Trevor the son of their past lover.
As the door opened Death offered a smile as well." Thank you for the invitation. I'm not sure if you drink but I've brought a gift." Gilmore lifts the bottle in their hand as they step inside." I hope that it's to your liking."
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