A Higher Power Underground

Terzo unloaded the boxes in his arms onto a table with an unceremonious thud. He smiled easily at the imposing masked figure standing just inside the threshold, “Come in, come in- we’re in no rush. I need a moment to find some things…get comfortable if you like, Omega.” The ghoul tensed as he watched Terzo turn away to move deeper into the room. As much as he would enjoy taking a load off to watch the energetic little man strut about his chambers, he found himself hesitating. 

Terzo had a man and it seemed… exclusive. Omega had seen the new Papa showing some of the sisters pictures on his phone, beaming as they giggled and swooned over how ‘handsome’ this guy was. Terzo fussed over meeting his new lover for dinner after practice and agonized over what to buy his ‘new sweetie’ while he shopped on his phone…It wasn’t all the time, certainly not overkill for someone in a new relationship- but man, Omega kind of wished he would over do it. Then at least everyone else would be annoyed too.

But no, the poor ghoul was the only one left suffering because he was jealous. He knew it was dumb, what right did he have to feel so possessive? Sure, Terzo flirted with him quite a bit but Terzo flirts with everyone…unfortunately that fact hadn’t stopped Omega from catching feelings and quickly falling in lust. His barbed tail silently lashed the air in frustration as he waited by the door.

Terzo, who had been taking his sweet time ‘sorting’ through papers for the ones he had found almost instantly, looked up to check on his companion. He bit back a little sigh of disappointment, seeing the other stand ridged by the door. The Papa had been trying, fruitlessly, to orchestrate a moment in private so he could try and get extra friendly with the big, handsome ghoul. His more forward invitations had only ever yielded shy hums of agreement before being quickly played off with nervous laughter…so Terzo had opted for a more subtle approach. It was quite obvious (to Terzo anyway) that Omega found him attractive and he was certainly more than eager to cozy up to the ghoul. 

Sadly, it didn’t seem like today was going to be the day. Collecting his paperwork, Terzo made his way back over to Omega, who’s gaze snapped to him attentively. Seeing the look in his eyes, the smaller man tilted his head. “Is something the matter? You seem uneasy.” He asked, sneaking a gloved hand up to graze Omega’s chest. The demon grumbled, pulling back a bit, his tail moving in apparent aggression. 

“I don’t want your new guy to see me in here and get the wrong idea.” The ghoul explained curtly. The new Papa blinked in confusion,

“New guy?” He asked as he watched the usually stoic hellbeast shift on his feet.

“Seriously? Does your ‘handsome new roommate’ even know how you are with the band? I doubt he’d like it.” Ding. Oh. So that’s who this was about? Terzo felt the corners of his mouth start to tug upwards. 

“Ahh yes yes, he is quite the looker. Clever too.” A low grunt sounded in Omega’s throat, hands tensing into fists. The Papa smiled, blinking innocently, “And, no- he doesn’t know how I conduct myself around you and the others. I doubt he cares, to be honest.” Oh he was being so mean, but he was too busy enjoying how hot a tensed up Omega looked to care “As long as he gets dinner and time in bed with me he's perfectly happy.” The demon gritted his teeth,

“So is it not serious?” He could feel his face burning beneath his mask.

“Oh no, it’s quite serious. A ‘for life’ situation, I fear.” Terzo purred, offering a flamboyant little shrug. 

“Ah..” Suddenly the ghoul’s shoulders dropped, catching a few of Papa’s heartstrings on their way down. With an affectionate huff, the smaller man turned to inspect the curtained windows. "I think you two might get along quite nicely, actully. How about I introduce you?” 

Oh. Oh no. Absolutely not. That was asking for a fight- one Omega would likely win, yes, but at the cost of getting in serious trouble. The ghoul took in a sharp breath, stepping towards Terzo with urgency. However, before he could speak, Papa pulled back the corner of a curtain to reveal a large ball of fur on the windowsill. The demon froze, gaze locking on the fuzzy lump. With a gentle tickle along it’s back from Terzo’s fingertips, the sizable cat uncurled itself and yawned as it squinted in the sunlight.

“Hello, handsome. Would you like to meet Papa’s favorite ghoul?” Omega watched the old, fat cat accept a gentle stroke on the head as every ounce of adrenaline instantly drained from his body.

“He’s a cat.” The words fell from his lips, practically on their own. Terzo hummed in confirmation, grinning.

“Primo found him roaming the gardens. He seemed past his prime mousing days so I thought I would give him a comfortable retirement. He’s grown quite fat and happy already.” The way Terzo beamed clicked everything perfectly into place for Omega, who’s face dropped into his hands. 

“A cat…I- Papa I’m sorry I-“ The demon paused, feeling a body lean against his.

“Ah, dear ghoul. There’s nothing to be sorry for…” Omega looked down to see Terzo grinning, gloved fingers toying with the buttons on the ghoul’s shirt collar. “If anything I should say sorry for teasing you like that.” The ghoul hummed, interest fully shifting to the figure now pressed against his body. He sighed, shaking his head as he placed a tentative hand on Terzo’s waist. 

“I've been jealous of a fat old cat for weeks…” he chuckled a little at himself, stilling as a hand cupped the side of his mask. Terzo gave a smile, sweet but clearly mischievous, 

“Should I start scratching you behind the ears as well to make up for it, Omega?” The ghoul’s eyes seem to flash with newfound confidence.