Wrote a semi-dark ABC+P fic, called Truth or Dare. A one-shot right now, but thinking about adding a second chapter!

He wasn't sure when or how it happened...

He just practically fought off his demons in hell, struggling to overcome them, all for one person in his life.

Am I good for you..?

He thought to himself as he stared at his unconscious husband, skin and hair stained with blood since he had been caressing Xandreyn's cheek and hair in hopes of calming him down.

The blood wasn't from either of them but from the corpse a few feet away.

Yeux didn't know what to think about; he was in a daze as he just focused on his husband, sensing the disturbance in his aura as he calms him down with his own, thinking that they were really meant for each other.

Xan's powerful yet destructive aura, Yeux's absorbing and soothing magic...

He managed a small smile from the thought of it, how they balanced out.

...so why do I still feel like I'm tainting you..?

Like in a trance of sorts, he just continued brushing Xan's hair back, slow and steady, gentle, caring...

...like my darkness is tearing away at your light?

He hadn't been thinking straight when he arrived here in a rush, mind a complete mess from having struggled to get out of hell upon sensing the distress call from his king. So when he saw him screaming, saw him stammering out words of apology and love--

--rather than think that Xan was addressing him, his mind was clouded with all the negativity he tries so hard to fight off when he saw a priestess approaching Xan, being near Xan...

Yeux knew in the back of his mind that she was probably only there to check up on him, or maybe help him, but he snapped...

...he just defied his own creed to never take a life.

He blinked in confusion when there were water droplets on Xan's cheek; one, two, three...

He reached up a hand to his own face, feeling that tears that poured out from his eyes.

...odd...

He let a small and hollow laugh.

...I shouldn't be crying over a stranger.

He pulled Xan up a little, embracing him.

...I saved you, right?

He gripped tighter.

...I...I'm still...

He shook as he let what happened dawn on him, crying this time.

...I'm still the person you want, right?