Rowan smiled gratefully, but pain sparked in his chest. “Hey, Alvor…” Rowan shifted in the bed, but the world spun. His vision dotted with black, and before he knew it his arm gave out underneath him and he was tumbling off the side of the bed. Unbeknownst to Rowan, his pulse had become weak and infrequent, slowing even more every second. He was dying.
Alvor looked back when the other called his name, and his eyes widen as he leaps to catch Rowan and making sure he didn't hit his head. "Dad… DAD!" Alvor shrieked, his eyes filled with fear. "Dad it's Rowan!" He set Rowan down on the bed, his eyes wide with fear. There wasn't time. He had to do something.
(Should Alvor have the gift of healing or something?)
(Up to you, he could just have some kind of connection to diseases or some other kind of power that saves Rowan)
John’s eyes shot open and he immediately stood, but found himself weak—he had to grab onto Halo’s shoulder for support for a second. “What? What happened, what’s wrong?” He questioned. This was too much to take in, he didn’t have enough energy to help Rowan, John could hardly stand upright from fatigue.
Rowan tried to get in breath, but it felt like it wasn’t doing anything. “Alvor, Alvor,” He got out, pain swelling in his chest. “Alvor I love you, I love you,” Rowan breathed, his face contorting in pain. He was trying to get out words, he was trying to get out his last words. Because deep down Rowan knew what was going on. He knew he was dying. “I love you Alvor,” Rowan’s eyes drooped, his heartbeat slowing down so much that it was almost nonexistent.
Halo froze, he couldn't do anything. He was a demon. He killed people. Halo helped John, supporting him as best he could.
"Sh… Baby its gonna be okay." His eyes were wide with fear, his breathing shaky as tears clouded his vision- God dammit! Nows not the time! "I love you too baby. You're gonna be fine… You're going to be okay." He tried his hardest to work, to help in some sort of way. He pulled the other close to him, cradling him. "No- no please."
John put his hand on Rowan’s arm, trying so damn hard to put his healing energy into him. But there was hardly even a spark, he was completely spent. John sagged against Halo, trying desperately to find a spark of energy, anything to try to keep his son’s love of his life alive.
“L-love…” Rowan mumbled, pain sparking in his chest and black covering up what little was left of his vision, “…y-you…” Rowan was trying, he was trying so hard to stay awake. To stay with Alvor. But the pain and exhaustion were so much, it would be so easy to close his eyes, just for a little bit… to sink into that glorious light, the wondrous warmth not too far away.
Halo's eyes were wide with fear as he glanced at his husband and his son. He shook and trembled, trying to urge that healing ability back into his blood, but nothing came.
"Shhh… I love you too. Its gonna be okay." Despite his words of comfort, Alvor was crying harshly. His hand rested on Rowans chest, wanting that god awful disease out of his love. No more… No more… He wanted this disease to stop hurting his boyfriend.
“I…… love…… y-y-…” Rowan tried to get out, but couldn’t finish the sentence. His eyes closed. He was so tired. So, so tired. And slowly, Rowan’s heart stopped beating. Rowan could vaguely hear John say something about CPR, but it felt like there was cotton stuffed in his ears. That glorious light was so close, Rowan could almost feel himself drifting towards it…
Alvor rests his forehead against Rowan's, his eyes shutting. He listened. He listened for any sign of breathing. "Come back to me." He whispers. He gasps sharply as he feels warmth flood his body, flowing down to his hands. His hand stuck to Rowan's chest, spreading light through Rowan's body. It caught the disease, circling it, trapping it. Alvor glanced at his two dads in fear. "Dad, dad what's happening?" He cried out.
Confusion covered John’s face, “Alvor?” John looked to Halo, a bit of panic in his own eyes, “Halo, what’s happening, what’s going on with our son?” John’s immediate worry was that the disease was attacking him own son, and panic was rapidly building in his chest.
Rowan felt the light, so close. It would’ve been so easy to reach out and to fall into a peaceful sleep for the rest of his life. But then warmth and love filled his body, and Rowan made a decision. He didn’t want to leave Alvor. Never, in a million years. And so Rowan followed that warmth into his chest, and like a flash of lighting, he was snapped back to reality. Rowan gasped as his eyes shot open, but his vision was quickly clouded by tears as he cried. But… the pain slowly faded from his chest, and he was alive.
Halo shook his head, his eyes wide. "I don't know." He gasped sharply as the light grew brighter, blinding him from what was happening. He clung to John, his eyes shutting.
Alvor gasped and shook, his eyes wide with fear before he sensed a heartbeat. He sensed his beautiful, kind boyfriend coming back. He pulled back when the other shot up, and gasped sharply when he sat up. "Rowan!" He sobbed, grabbing the other close to him, kissing his lips sweetly. "II thought- Oh god I thought you were going to die." He whimpered, his eyes shutting as he held onto Rowan for dear life. "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you." He voice was hoarse, and he was exhausted. But his beloved Rowan was okay. He was alive.
When John opened his eyes, he saw the most wonderful sight in front of him. That was all he needed to see before he sagged in Halo’s arms, completely exhausted and with no motivation of fear of someone dying to stay awake, he was about ready to fall asleep standing up.
Rowan wrapped his arms -his perfectly functional arms- around Alvor tightly and kissing him back immediately, “Alvor Alvor Alvor Alvor I love you I love you I love you,” Rowan got out in one breath, pulling Alvor completely onto the bed with him so the other male was on top of him as he snuggled his face into his neck. “I saw it, I saw it Alvor, I saw this pretty light and I was so, so tired but I didn’t want to live without you and then I felt all warm and- I love you Alvor.”
Halo slowly opened his eyes as well, before he gently caught John. He smiled a little bit, kissing his forehead. "Easy now, angel. Why don't we go get some sleep." He whispers, kissing John's lips gently. He picks John up, carrying him to the bench and sitting down. He holds John close, running a hand through his hair.
Alvor gave a gleeful laugh, his arms tight around Rowan's waist, his eyes shutting as he kissed the other. "I love you too baby, so much" He replies, his eyes wide with happiness. He laughed as he was pulled onto the bed. He hovered over the other, peppering his face with kisses before letting him snuggle into his shoulder. Alvor cried quietly, a small smile on his lips. He fell to Rowan's side, pulling him into his chest. "I don't want to live without you either, my love." He whispers, kissing the top of his head.
A tired smile appeared on John’s face and he let out a little hum, and that was about as much as Halo got from him before he fell asleep from exhaustion right there in his arms. Even in sleep though, he still seemed to lean in to Halo and still let out a little hum, almost like a purr, as Halo ran a hand through his hair.
Rowan snuggled into Alvor’s chest, beaming. This, this was all he ever wanted. He just wanted Alvor. Rowan’s hands slipped under the other male’s shirt to sap off the warmth from his skin, whispering, “Don’t ever let me go,” Rowan nuzzled his head into Alvor’s chest, murmuring, “I don’t ever want to let you go.”
Halo ran a hand through his husband's hair, kissing his cheek sweetly. He let John rest, knowing he must be exhausted. He nuzzles into his side and slowly fell asleep as well.
Alvor was so happy for his beloved Rowan. He kissed the other sweetly, "I will never let go. I promise my love." He whispers as he stayed close to the other. This is all he ever needed. This could be all he ever wanted. He smiled a little bit, shutting his eyes.
Rowan tightened his grip around Alvor and closed his eyes as well. “I love you,” Rowan mumbled softly. He tucked his face into Alvor’s shoulder and slowly let sleep drag him away. Even as consciousness slipped away, Rowan kept a tight hold around Alvor.
Time skip? //
(Has this become dead…? Or are you not interested in it anymore or…? Just thinking on a reply…?)
(Oof man sorry, ngl I’ve lost a lot of motivation and have left like 10 rps unread and have only been answering a few oof. I’m still interested in this rp, I just can’t make myself write sometimes, I’m sorry.
So, as for timeskip, when do we want to timeskip to / what should happen next cause tbh I have no ideas oof)
(It's alright, love. I was just making sure. Are you alright? Do you need to talk about anything at all?
As for the time skip, I'm thinking that highkey war between demons and angels -much angst-)
(I’ve been not great lately but I don’t want to dump all my problems on you or anything
Also that’s really cool, I love it, especially if there was like a draft from both sides?)
(I don't mind talking about things, so if you ever need a place to rant, I'm always here. And that was what I was thinking.)
(could I pm you to talk abt it?)
(Also cool, what should start the war? Or will that be revealed while rping? (I’m happy with either)
(of course love. We'll move the conversation to pm.)
(heyo so shall we get back to it?)
(Should we do a time skip?)
((Yeah, sounds good with me, could you start?))
Yes of course! I am so sorry that I've been gone for so long. I was in a really bad place. But I'm better now!))
Halo was pacing nervously, his wings fluttering anxiously as he did so. He didn't know what to do or what to think as he gazed at the paper in his hands. This can not be happening. Not when things were finally settling down, not when life was finally going their way. He and John were happy, his son was in love with a wonderful person. There was no reason to overthink this. He was terrified now. What was he going to tell John? What was he going to tell his son? No… No he couldn't tell anyone. Not yet. It was just a paper. This was going to be fine. Everyone was going to be fine… He just needed to relax and take a deep breath. He shoved the paper, oh that wretched paper, into his satchel, hiding it away from the world. No one needed to know about it but him.
((I completely get it, I’ve been on and off for the past couple weeks. I’m glad to hear you’re feeling better though!))
John stretched, finishing his cup of tea and setting the mug down on the counter. He sleepily -happily- walked out of the sitting area to where he saw Halo moving. “Love?” He murmured pleasantly, a lazy grin appearing on his face. Everything was just so… wonderful. Life had calmed down, their son was okay and in love, and now Halo and him could live out their ‘happily ever after‘ for the rest of their lives. Nothing could wreck John’s mood right now, no one could bring a frown upon his face.
Halo jumped a little when he heard John enter the room. He glances up and smiles softly at the sight of his husband. He walks to his beloved's side, kissing his cheek sweetly. "Good morning darling." He coos sweetly, nuzzling into the other. He seemed happy, relieved even. Whenever he saw John, all his fears would melt away, all his worries would just… disappear. He wraps his arms around his husband, kissing his lips. "How did you sleep?" He asks gently. He just needs to bask in John's warmth right now, know that everything was okay.
John smiled at simply seeing Halo’s smile and as soon as that man was beside him, his arms were wrapped around his shoulders. John sunk into that kiss, prolonging it for a few moments before the male spoke and he finally replied, “Wonderfully.” His hands lifted to grasp Halo’s face, pressing another deep kiss onto his irresistible lips with a soft, “I love you.” Halo was simply incredible, John could never get tired of his strong arms around him.