Ablackwing

"Can you hold me again... For a while.." Black said as he pulled me towards him. Those were the first words he said after that incident with the demon. He drove faster than he usually does and we were home within minutes. I tried to engage him in a conversation but my efforts were fruitless. He stayed silent all the while. I thought he was angry at me because I didn't do as he asked me to.

We were on the same bed but on different sides. It was like a happily married couple had a fight but that was the same way we slept everyday. I tried to sleep but the events of the night would flash in my mind. A date on a faraway beach and then the appearance of a demon. I wasn't shocked by how my Black behaved so coldly. I kind of expected it in some corner of my heart when I heard all those things about him from Lilith and saw his behaviour with Lorex. I was just surprised. If he treated the angels like that, he was sure to treat the demons even worse. I was the only one my Black treated so gently.

I was facing away from him, looking out of the window blankly because I couldn't sleep. I turned as he pulled me and Black, without warning, shoved himself on my c.h.e.s.t.

"Is this the way you ask?" I complain but I embraced his head in my arms. He was just like a baby.

"Do you not want to?" Black hummed softly and he tried to pull me closer than we already were. I was sure he would not let me go even if I said no. His hand clenched on my waist and I smothered his back.

"I do," I replied honestly. Black wasn't feeling alright. I knew it because every time he felt that way, he would ask to be near me. That damn demon really put him in a foul mood. I wanted to be there for him when Black needed me. We stayed like that for a while, silently embracing each other. The room was dimly lit. His eyes were closed and he was smiling as if he was enjoying the sound of my heart beating. Even though I was used to him being this close to me, he still was able to make a chaos of my heartbeats with his gentle touch.

"They're really soft." After a while, Black said with a big grin as he moved his face in 'that' place. I was wearing a satin nightdress. I had lowered my guard around my Black a long time ago. He relished the feeling of suppleness with his face on my dress. His eyes were closed but his expression told me that he was feeling satisfied.

"And big," Black giggled softly.

No way in hell I was big. I was fricking perfect! They were my pride! But how would this cave-man who didn't have any contact with the world until a while ago know about it? He didn't even know some basic manners! But anyway, I wouldn't mind if he feels they are big. As long as he like it...

"And you're a pervert," I replied while smiling at my idiotic thoughts.

"You're just too... Ahm comfortable," Black said while inhaling a deep breath and smelling the scent of strawberries from my hair. "Seriously, you are just too irresistible. I feel like eating you up."

"You're such a baddie." I glared at him with anger in my eyes and he became as meek as a cat.

"I'm sorry for being a bad guy." Black sincerely apologised.

"It's ok. I allow my big baby to be a pervert," I teased him whilst playing with his long silky hair. It would be so hard for him to manage that hair. "But you're not allowed to behave like that with anyone else, okay?"

"Never ever, " Black shook his head. "Only my angel makes me like that."

I laughed upon his serious acceptance.

"I'm... sorry for before too..."

"Um... I don't get what you're saying."

"You know... when you had to see those things..."

"It's nothing to say sorry about, Black. I was the one who didn't listen to you and chased you."

"Thanks. Ah and about that. Listen to me sometimes, will you? I don't say useless things."

"I was surprised though. I never imagined that this Black, who is so quiet and submissive in bed, could be so fierce and dominating outside," I said Black let out a sweet chuckle on my remark.

"I don't know why... but that doesn't sound appropriate to me."

"Because your head is filled with those filthy thoughts!" I rubbed his head with my knuckles.

"It's all your fault," Black gently rubbed my back with his hands. He didn't get angry at all because of my selfish action. And I felt warm in my heart. No matter what I do, he never gets angry at me.

Black's motions lessened and I guessed he was really tired. I still kept playing with his hair. I remembered he told me that he liked strawberries when we were in the car. And for some reason, I could imagine both of us in the bathroom and me washing his hair with the shampoo that smelled like strawberries. I instantly got a hold of my thoughts and realized that filth was in my head too, not his alone.

We stayed silent for a while but my tired Black showed no signs of going to sleep. He appeared to be thinking hard about something.

"Why are you so worried about?"

"Well, I'm just concerned that those dumb demons will not listen to my warning and still come here. I'm thinking of how to deal with them." But there was this tone in his voice that made me feel like he was lying.

"Are you worried about me? Do I give you trouble?"

"Not really. I can protect you against their whole race, let alone just a hundred. Like I have told you before, with me around, none of them can even touch you," Black confidently stated. I couldn't imagine myself even standing before hundreds of enemies but he was too overpowered character. I shouldn't take his strength lightly. This strongest angel was ready to protect me with everything and I felt so...nice.

"Something seemed odd about you when you were in that alley. You were so expressionless. It was weird that my Black was not showing any expression. I thought about it. And I realized you were faking it. It was like had put on a mask to hide yourself."

"I have to fake it. If I don't, more will come and... more will die... I can only try my best to scare them away..."

"You don't like all this fighting and bloodshed do you?" Black instantly got up slightly. He opened his eyes looked in my eyes for a moment but then rested his head on my c.h.e.s.t again while holding me more tightly.

"You always see right through me, as if I'm a transparent glass. How are you so powerful?" Black replied. "No, I don't. I hate it actually. After all, this is the reason mother stopped talking to me. This fighting is the reason I couldn't keep my promise."

"Then why don't you just stop fighting?"

"Hmm..." Black hummed and refused to answer me.

"Don't hmm me. Give me a proper answer."

"Well, it's not like I didn't try... But they keep coming after me because they are afraid of me. I had to fight to survive but this only frightens them more. And of them did cut my wing. So sometimes my bloodl.u.s.t flares up. I have no idea how can I make peace with them." Black told me his hopeless situation and I felt pity for him. Even in our democratic world, no one can tolerate a lot of power in the hand of an individual. Black, being the strongest angel, would become the target of all scorn and hate. Even his kin, the angels, are frightened of him.

"So can you hide your presence from others?"

Yes. I can."

"Then would you do something for me?"

"Anything for you, sweetie." Black backed away from my embrace and looked at me

"Um... Stop being one of the angels and stay with me. You can live a normal life here. I will take care of you."

Black held my face when I said that. Tears of innocence poured out of his eyes.

"I want nothing else but to be by your side." Such was my Black. He says things that take me to the moon but he still refuses to confess.

"How come you are so perfect... Just what kind of angel are you..."

"A very vicious one." I showed him my sharp canine teeth and did my best to imitate the way he said those words. I moved forward to have a bite on his cheeks.

And my Black finally laughed up.