#cranbert

 Especially when it came to love, if he wanted someone, he’d get them. That’s exactly what he did for Cranber when they’d first met on the battlefield, he’d fallen in love at first sight. As for her, she fell in love at… well, first bite. They decided to stick this relationship out, despite it being risky for the both of them.

It lasted months without their higher-ups finding out. A year in, and it had finally hit their anniversary. Sherbert had been planning out the perfect evening right under Etihw’s nose the entire time. Hell, he’d even gone as far as to kill one of his fellow angels to get his sweet little bat demon her favorite treat…

Cranber, on the other hand, was less romantic and much more blunt about what she wanted. Sherbert even thought that she would have forgot about the whole anniversary ordeal. But, he made his way over to her home regardless.

As Sherbert was about to knock on the door, Cranber had already opened it, smiling and drooling as she leaned out of the doorway to smell him.

“You knew I was here?” Sherbert gave his lover a pat on the head, smiling at her strange affections.

Cranber stood up straight, blinked, then pulled herself back inside. “Of course, I can smell ya’ from a mile away~” She grinned, wiping the trail of drool she’d made on herself with her sleeve. Sherbert made his way inside, closing the door behind him.

The angel looked around at the bloodied, messy room. He smiled, always loving Cranber’s taste in decor. Reminded of the gift he’d got for her, he figured he should give it to her immediately. Pulling out the messy, crumpled and stained box from his satchel, he tapped Cranber on the shoulder.

Cranber turned around, frustratedly giving up on opening a bottle of wine she’d stolen from Kcalb for the two of them. “What is it, my love?”

“A present for the most grotesque demon I know~” He winked.

The demon’s eyes lit up with excitement as she snatched the gift out of his hands. “Oh, I wonder what it is!” She brought the box near her face, smelling it and shaking it a tad bit to get an idea. A quiet gasp escaped from her mouth– “Is this what I think it is?”

“Open it, Cran.”

Obeying the command, Cranber tore the lid off. Her eyes peered inside, and she almost squealed with happiness. Inside of the box was a fresh, warm bloody heart. She smiled at Sherbert, “You really didn’t have to! Where did you get it from?”

Sherbert laughed. “What can I say, Cranber? Ever since that day, you’ve stolen my heart… so why not steal someone else’s for you, too? …I know how much you love eating those type of things, anyway. I’d even give you mine, if I could.” He grasped Cranber’s hips and pulled her in close, his face close to hers.

Heart in her hand, Cranber wrapped her arms around his neck. Her grin widening as she sinks her nails deep into his skin.