Zelos Wilder

Damn that sure cut him right in half. How does he even respond to that? What the hell is he supposed to say? God damn Leon sure is hard to get along with. What had he seen in this guy before? Why was he gross crush level with an attitude like that.

Oh right. It was his pretty face.

Well, he needs to recover his footing. He won’t let that comment slash his pride in half!

“All of that sounds gross and horrible for the body, I rather not.”

Like can you even cook.

Like can you even handle not setting your tacky red hair on fire

                †~  What an assumption. Berselius, the serious type? Zelos could not be more                     wrong. Neither Berselius was particularly serious, apart from a few rare                     occasions that were almost frightening to behold (to someone else, anyways.                     He of course wasn’t scared). But this Berselius… He did not know what to think                     of her. She was dangerous, certainly, incredibly so, yet somehow she had not                     yet caused untold destruction. At first he was wearied by her presence and                     constant upbeat attitude but… She was not all bad. Berselius was intuitive,                     and willing to share and temper her vast power… And she was capable of                     being serious, yes, though often she was simply not.

                    “Are you sure you haven’t met her already? She’s been around town                     on her own before. She is impossible to miss in her standard form.”                     He did sometimes wonder if her interest itself was serious and not just                     another way for her to have fun… He was still trying to adjust to the                     idea of this. Having a demonic spirit of all things be interested in him was                     not something he had anticipated in his life.

“You don’t mean--?”

It can’t be the lady he’s thinking of. She’s... she’s manic sure, but... Zelos can’t believe that woman fell for Emilio. Why do all the hot chicks fall for guys like Emilio? It must be the small brooding nature. Maybe Zelos should brood more often. It seems to get the ladies interested. It worked for the elf twins after all.

He can’t even feel nor think he had a moment’s peace. Not faced with this. Not after taking order after order and being ‘greeted’ with this red headed bimbo at the counter again when the lines cleared. Now would’ve been a time for him to look at his phone for an idle moment or two, or comb his fingers through his hair… but in this current reality he had to look at the mug of this chump who clearly wasted his good looks being an oblivious loser.

“Why have you not indulged in the taste of my heart yet? I poured eight ounces of it just for you as I promised.”

He also did write a lengthy message on the cup as requested.

[email protected]

“Ah let me see what your heart tastes like.” He’s excited as he walks over to pick up his order. The cup is hot, but he doesn’t mind hot coffee. Now to bring the cup to his lips and....

He spit that shit right out.