angel on fire

Jisoo continued to toss the ball in the air and smiled. “Well anything really,”  he said catching the ball setting it down he sat up and smiled.  “What would you like to do.  as long as I’m not killing anyone I’m up for it.  I’m a lover, not a killer” He was truly up for anything tonight he needed something to fill the time.  He couldn’t be left to his own devices he was sure to get in trouble that way.  He was likely to get in trouble either way but I seemed less likely with another party.  

    Matteo opened the car, adjusting his cloak so he could simply slip inside and be away from the cold night air that always brushed against his skin in an uncomfortable way. Even now, when he didn’t have fresh scars, the male seemed to feel every single angry read lash on his arms and how they reminded him of his failings. Trying his best to ignore it all, Luca was focusing on his long time friend and at occasion bed partner, hoping it would distract him enough. Looking over at the fallen angel, he still let his eyes wander since it was a wonderful past time and honestly the warlock always enjoyed how the other squirmed under his gaze. “The night is young.” That was all the male had to say to the others words, making it rather clear that they wouldn’t simply stick to one round of anything. Starting the engine, Hajoon did all to get away from the police station and move towards their usual spot for drinks and a nice chat. In a way he longed to simply have shot after shot slip down his throat while Sy sat beside him and was something close to a brat.

    Driving in silence, Matteo moved slowly to take Sy’s hand into his own - an odd habit of his as he liked to hold someones hand while driving. It had started the moment cars were introduced to the human kind, probably even more grown into a habit once he started to date his past lover. “You don’t mind, do you?” he asked, simply to be on the safe side and not be too touchy feely without the others consent. Even if he was used to driving in such a way, it didn’t mean Sy actually wanted so much skinship outside the bedroom, especially since their relationship never got a proper name. The warlock hated the term 'friends with benefits’ and it sounded more like an insult to their bond than an accurate label. In the end he struggled to find an accurate well fitting descriptive, but wasn’t too bothered by it either. 

Sy smirked at the comment. The night certainly was young. And with that, Sy settled into his seat, slumping down low out of pure laziness. Anything was comfier than those damn jail beds and seats. He had been sleeping on them for two nights, so the cushioning car seats felt like heaven. His eyes trailed to the outside, watching the night pass them by in silence. That is, until he felt someone’s hand--Matteo’s, of course-- take his own. Part of him was surprised, but the other part of him welcomed it. He smiled lightly, glancing to the warlock as he drove. It wasn’t a new thing, no. Sy had been placed in this situation before with Matteo, and every time, he welcomed it. It was just handholding, something that could be taken all sorts of ways, and given their relationship--whatever they had-- Sy thought that hand holding fit right into the bunch. 

@vc-sy

Jisoo sat back in the book store he worked in and thought about his night.  It was going to be a boring one he didn’t have any clients.  And the ones under him had their jobs all set.  He pulled out his phone looking for something to do tonight.  that was when he came across Sy’s number he hadn’t called the other yet.  He had actually forgotten they exchanged numbers Nodding he dialed the number and waited. 

One thing Sangki learned to love about the angel was his simplicity. Sy spoke his mind and did whatever felt natural. He didn’t feel any pretense from the other and knew whatever happened between them, Sy would be true to himself. There were few others the fae could say the same about himself included. “I know, but I didn’t think you would be that slow,” Sangki said with his hand covering his small smile. “Good because if you said no I was going to drag you outside anyways. It’s such a nice day with the sun out I can practically hear the flowers singing. No one should be cooped up on a day like this o-” The fae froze mid word as he felt a light kiss pressed to his lips. 

He stood frozen with his warm brown eyes glazed over not seeing what was in front of him. Sy had managed to kiss him speechless with a simple peck to the lips and now Sangki felt a warmth all over from the contact. Moments like this still caught him off guard and it took the sound of the door opening and Sy’s voice to pull him out of his daydream and back into reality. “O-Of course,” he stuttered and followed quickly behind the angel. Once outside, the fae stretched his butterfly wings behind him.and breathed deeply in the fresh air. “Set the blankets down by the koi pond,” he instructed. Once it was done, Sangki easily plopped down and opened up the basket to pull everything out. He’d managed to bring dozens of fruits and vegetables to snack on along the vials. He reached for two of those first and offered one up. “I charmed this one to taste like citrus,” he grinned. “The high might take a bit to kick in but it’s strong so that’s your warning to sip on it.” 

Sy was already outside, by the koi pond, by the time that Sangki joined him. His last glimpsed had been the fae speechless, the angel finding some type of satisfaction in such an action. All that Sy had done was kiss him, and such a simple act-- one which the angel did not think too much about--sent the other speechless. It was adorable. Sy had found himself lately seeing the other as adorable. Simple things, such as the way he spoke, the way he focused on a task at hand, the way he would go speechless at simple acts. It was cute. Sy wasn’t use to the feelings he experienced, even if he had experienced it over a hundred years ago. But Sy wouldn’t dare think of what his feelings meant. So, instead, right now, he’d listen to the fae, and place the blankets down by the koi pond. 

“Yes all the free sex you want,”  he said then thought about what he said.  “Ok, not all that you want cause for all I know you’re insatiable. “  He said with a laugh he looked at sy while they laid there in the cell.  He wondered how long they would keep sy for his drugs.  He was only in because a cop panicked and grabbed him before he could get away. 

“True there are worse drugs out there,”  he said shaking his head a bit. “I just would rather live a life not addicted to anything”  he nodded.  He never wanted to be that person waiting for his next hit. 

The fae froze, eyes wide, and a soft blush creeping up his pointed ears. “I mean…if you’re that happy I wouldn’t say no,” he stammered. Kissing Sy was something not so new between the two as Sangki received soft liplocks from the angel occasionally. It didn’t happen much when the other’s wife was alive, but lately things were developing between them. He was thrilled things were moving slowly between them since Sangki wasn’t in a rush for anything more intimate. 

He cocked his head to the side with a questioning look at the angel who plopped down onto the couch. The fairy held up the picnic basket in front of him and gave it a little shake. “Sy…you have a picnic outside. The blankets are for us to sit on instead of getting grass stains all over our pants. Do you really want to stay cooped up inside when we could be cloud watching?” His tone was teasing with a warm happiness radiating his in smile. There was no better way of spending their time together than cuddling outside as they ate good food and got high. It was Sangki’s idea of a perfect date whether Sy knew it was a date or not. “We could even bring the buns with us. I’ll make them some flower crowns to wear.” 

Realization hit, causing Sy to gap at Sangki. He was an idiot. That was a picnic basket. And Sy had a bunny friendly, caged in, back yard where they could sit by a koi pond. He was absolutely an idiot. “You know I’m slow!” he protested with a laugh, grabbing just two of the blankets so they could have a proper picnic. “I don’t want to stay cooped inside,” he confirmed, “And the little lawn mowers  definitely need time outside,” He moved to stand once again, tucking the blankets under his arm. He paused for a moment. Sy didn’t stay still for long. He leaned over to peck the other’s lips. It wasn’t long, just a short peck, and then he was off, scurrying towards the back door.

    Matteo would never let Sy destroy himself with that toxic substance, even if it helped to cope with the pain for the smallest moment of time. To him the fact no one else was trying to pry that awful substance away from the fallen angel left the wizard lightly annoyed. Yet instead of questioning others he chose to do everything to be of positive help, keep his words stern and right now not let Sy teasing ways get to him. He cared for the other male, not only because they were pretty good friends with benefits, but mainly since they knew each other for so long. At his age having long term friends was rather rare, thus he would fight a battle that was not his and maybe that way feel less empty himself. In the end he simply felt selfish at times, even if the cause of noble.

    Keeping the other pressed up against the wall, Hajoon’s eyes wandered up and down the males frame as a small smirk danced on his lips. “Continue with this,” he spoke and raised a brow at the male, as if challenging him to do so, “And you will have to wait a lot longer for something to give you some release. As if it ever is limited to some. I like when you beg anyway.” Pulling away, the warlock adjusted himself as if nothing happened, yet his eyes burned with a light fire of desire he had not addressed himself. It had been too long since he had let his own lust speak freely, yet once it was tapped it felt like a dam about to burst open and need a good amount of time between the sheets before things simmered down. For now however a drink seemed like a better choice. “Come. First round on me.”

Sy would have squirmed under the Matteo’s gaze if he hadn’t been dying for it, the way his eyes wandered down his frame and the smirk that came across the other’s lips. Normally, it was Sy doing this. Normally it was him pinning someone against a wall and making them want to squirm with anticipation, wanting and waiting for more. And normally, it would be him pulling back as well, teasing, leaving the other compliant to whatever they had to do to gain that feeling again. “Okay,” Sy finally murmured, giving him a small nod. “I’ll stop this. You know I mean no harm,” he reminded softly, releasing the belt loops of Matteo’s jeans, and relaxing. 

“Perfect sure”  Jisoo smiled He watched sy for a bit then shrugged.  “I suppose it is provided we get out soon,”  he said.  Sy was good looking and Jisoo hadn’t had good sex in a while.  Some of his clients were just hopeless when it came to sex.  He supposed that was why they paid for it.  He always held up his end of the deal giving them his best.  But it takes two for the act and if one isn't pulling their weight it’s just not as good. 

“Coke, reason number 50 I avoid drugs” sure he was in a gang and they sold and manufactured then but he didn’t have to partake in them.   He had seen too many get addicted.  Drugs can ruin a life really quick.  Jisoo intended to live his life unchained to any drug. 

“We’ll get out of here soon, and then we can contact each other and have all types of free sex,” Sy stated, giving a firm nod. As if he knew that for sure and wasn’t just making conversation. Truthfully, he didn’t know how long he’d be in the damn cell. He didn’t know how long the other would be in the cell either. 

Just seeing the fallen angel felt like a breath of fresh spring air. His bright smile wiped away all of the fae’s worries and replaced them with a warmth of being in the presence of someone who made him comfortable. “Hi,” Sangki replied passing through the entry way. He gave Sage an ear scratch before making his way deeper into the home. “I’ve brought what you asked for among a few other things.” The fae knew Sy had been dealing with the lost of his wife, even Sangki mourned for her, and needed his time and space to pull himself back together. After the murder of his two best friends, Sangki had been the same, yet he didn’t have someone like Sy to help ease the pain. 

“One picnic basket full of everything we’ll need to binge eat all of our feelings and enough vials of my special recipe to keep a high for the rest of the day.” His honey eyes gave a quick glance around the room before landing on a pile of blankets for the couch. “And those, we’ll need something to sit on,” he said with a motion towards the stack. 

Sy closed the door behind the fae, following after him. Sage, his newest bunny, followed suit. Whether he knew what he was doing or not, Sy wasn’t sure. Either way, Sage followed the two deeper into the house. As the fae spoke, Sy let out a sigh of relief. Sangki was a life saver. All he wanted to do was sit, eat, and spend time with Sangki for the rest of the day. “I could kiss you I’m so happy to hear that,” he chuckled, his eyes drifting to the pile of blankets Sangki had motioned for. 

Jisoo started to tug at his shirt it felt stuff in the cell.  Looking over to sy he laughed.  “Its called indecent exposure”  He muttered sitting up a bit.   He watched sy and shook his head he didn’t get how the other could be so horny in this situation it was more annoying than anything to Jisoo. 

“sure your number seems fair”  he smiled.  “warn you I’m not paying for shit tho,”  He said honestly.  he got paid for sex he refused to pay for it. He was quieter this time watching the guards. “So what is it they got on you?  I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time”

Sy rolled his eyes. “Whenever I’m having sex, by choice, I’m not asking anyone to pay. You’re attractive, I’ll be horny when I get out of jail, it’s a perfect thing, isn’t it?” He hummed, tilting his head to the side. He made a mental note to write his number down for him whenever he got a pen, paper, or even his phone. 

  “And you should have know I am picking you up and keeping that stuff far away from you, Sy,” Hajoon replied with a sternness in his voice that seemed misplaced to a strangers ears and yet very much Matteos honest ways with former guardian angel. Sure everyone had different ideas of how to deal with loss, but the warlock would not supprt the fallen angels chosen ways, even if his own weren’t flawless. Hajoon had for months withdrawn from the gang and done the bear minimum to be apart of it, which was another way of wrong actions. To him it was simply playful to watch Sy destory himself in such a way, especially considering how long they knew each other.

  There was no real comment made once his hand ended up in the other, both of them walking to his sleek black car that waited for them in the shadows. “Not far, like ten minutes tops. I have told them to prep drink for us,” the warlock spoke and gave the other a small smile as he listened to him going on about the jail adeventures. Giving the fallen angel a small questioning look he stopped them both and easily trapped Sy between his body and the closest building there was. Leaning down a bit he leveled their eyes, wanting to make sure that his long friend got the message. “Drinks and then sex, maybe. You are too wound up.” With that he placed a kiss on the males cheek, slowly kissing up to his ear. “You know I like it when you sit in my lap rather than demand sex so openly. Did you already forget?”

Sy listened to the witch, use to the sternness. He didn’t take it to heart, in fact, he found it kind of endearing. For the other to care so much. Or, at least, some. Others he knew would simply bring him coke, others would do coke with him. Others would just laugh it off. But Matteo was one of the ones who seemed to genuinely care about his drug problem, and never did he try to encourage it. It was a nice change of pace.