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It's September 2014

David sitting at the kitchen table prepping the next part of the dinner while Gabe stands at the stove cooking. David is talking, it's probably the most amount of words he's ever said in a sitting in his entire life but there's this bright sparkle in his eye and he's so animated as he tells Gabe all about this new game that just came out

It doesn’t matter that they’re in a pack meeting.

Life is too short to try and hide the love they have for one another.

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The pack definitely exploits the fact that David is incredibly soft for Angel.

They’ve learnt to choose days when Angel is present to notify David of any bad news, like a financial mistake or a scheduling cancellation. Although David never gets mad at anyone in the pack, having Angel nearby somehow makes the mood less stressful for everyone involved.

So cue Asher hiding behind Angel as he pushes them to David’s office before announcing that he forgot to phase out of his clothes before shifting and ripped his uniform to shreds again, and that he needed a replacement.

David was about to reprimand him, but Angel’s amused giggles had him softening up. The sound never ceases to make his core light up.

Sleepy Angel who bury their head into Davids chest

Sleepy Angel who will lightly grab Davids hand when he try to get up, And sleepy glares at him when he gets up anyway.

Sleepy Angel who grumbles answers to David questions with their eyes half closed.

Sleepy Angel who hugs David from behind when he is cooking breakfast.

Sleepy Angel who wraps their arms around Davids head when he is laying on top of them.

Sleepy Angel who cuddles up so close to David they can't get any closer without becoming his skin.

it’s so sweet how much he pays attention to little details like that

-having a job

-not having a job

-applying for jobs

-the job market

He was turned on.

By what, though? That was what had Angel confused.

They were wearing his shirt with his sweatpants, the waistband’s strings long as they tied it tight to fit around their smaller frame. Their hair was messy and tied without much attention to style - anything to get it out of their face as they laid back on the couch and played animal crossing. Angel held David’s black controller in their hand, shirt draping off their shoulder due to its size and revealing the smooth curve of their neck and the faint remnants of the marks David had put on them a few nights before.

Angel was simply relaxing at home.

But to David, everything they wore and did marked them as his. His clothes. His mark on their skin. His controller in their hands. His spot on the couch they made themselves comfortable on.

His Angel.

His mate.

His mate that was perfectly at home in the nest that they’d made together.

David approached them from behind, hands on the back of the couch as he leaned down to kiss them, to which they happily reciprocated. Their satisfied smile when they parted was enough to have David’s pants feeling a little tighter than before.

Everything was so domestic. He loved it.

Angel observed and immediately picked up the signs of his arousal.

Although they were confused about how it started, they certainly weren’t complaining. They reached out a hand and pulled him back towards them, yanking him back down and crashing their lips together in a hungry kiss. Angel moaned, hands cradling his face as they angled theirs and deepened the kiss.

They pulled away, licking their lips and mirroring David’s heated gaze.

He didn’t need to be asked twice. Rounding the couch in three long strides, he propped himself on top of Angel, knees on either side of their hips and hands on either side of their head, earning an excited squeal from his mate.

His gaze lowered to the skin exposed from his shirt and smirked. With soft touches, he traced the hickey at the crook of their neck.

“Can’t have this fading, can we?”

His voice was low and Angel could feel it send shivers to their core.