forum Demons of Hell (Closed, but stalkers are welcome~)

Started August 08, 2018 by @Vuclan-is-tired

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Zackary waved his hand. “Call me Zackary. Thanks.” He accepted the compliment with a slight expression of pride.

Jason nodded before smiling a little. He looks at Met and smiles.

“Anyway,” Zackary brought back and sat down. “We need to discuss this. You want to summon something Supernatural to protect all of us.”

Jason nods and takes a deep breath. "Yes. I do." He whispers.

“Which we can do. I have the materials, I have the time and patience for it. Jason, you have the apitiude for an Angel, as I’ve said. So, I concluded that I’ll summon the pair of you a pair of Guardian Angels.”

Jason nods, taking in each word before taking a deep breath. "Okay." He says softly.

Zackary shifted his shoulders and stretched out. “But they can be a handful. They’re good at protecting but you need to offer them reasoning for basically everything you do. They’re also very stubborn.”

Jason nods and takes a deep breath. "Stubborn, reasons, and a handful. Got it." He replies, stretching a little bit.

Zackary rolled his eyes. “Anyway, if you’re up to it, I’ll set you two up with Angels.”

Jason looks at Met, taking his hand gently. He was willing to do it if Met was up to it as well.

Met sniffled a little, glancing away. Zackary squinted at his son.
“Are you okay?”
Met gave a tiny nod.

Jason starts. "Met?" He asks gently, his eyes concerned.

Met dipped his head a little and rubbed his eyes. “I’m okay. The Angels thing is fine too.” His voice was softer than usual.

Jason takes both of Met's hands. "What's wrong?" He whispers. He didn't want to do this if Met didn't. He just wanted to protect the other. There were other ways and he was willing to find one that would help his lover.

Met shook his head. “Nothing’s wrong,” He mumbled back gently.

Jason tilts his head gently, kissing him softly. "Met, please." He mutters softly.

Met leaned into Jason, his lank hair hiding his face. “Nothing’s wrong.”

"I'm no mind reader love, but that was a lie." He says softly.

Met sighed, shaking his head. “It’s fine, Jason. I’ll be okay.”

Jason nods, holding his hands gently. "You can tell me whatever's going on. Okay? If you want to back out of this, it's fine." He mutters softly.

Met shook his head. “No, I don’t want to back out of this. I want you to feel safe and confident again.”

Jason kisses his forehead. "If you don't want to do this babe, I can find another way." He whispers.

Met gently stroked the sides of Jason’s face. “I want this. I want you to be happy.”

bLEU

He nods slowly, kissing Met softly. "Okay, love." He mutters, leaning into Met's touch.

Met leaned their noses together, his gaze pointing down at the floor. He sighed gently and let go of Jason.

Jason gazed at Met. He was still concerned. He was afraid Met didn't want to tell him the truth. Communication was something Jason always knew would be important in a relationship.

Met put his hands together and Zackary scrutinized them from where he sat. He could read Jason’s concern off of his face like a book, and Met’s careful hidden expression to hide what he truly felt.

Jason runs a hand through his hair. "Okay… Let's do this." He says softly.

Zackary gazed at Met for a few moments more before looking at Jason. “Right. Face Met and hold hands.”