𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐅𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 {𝙾𝙽 𝙷𝙸𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂}

"𝙒𝙚'𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨. 𝙒𝙚'𝙧𝙚 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙨."

(Request by: WendyHawke12438)
(A/N: This will be a Poly-relationship between the four main characters (all are not straight in this Oneshot). If you don't like poly relationships, I suggest maybe not reading this. Also, there will be multiple perspectives so watch out for perspective changes! In addition, I will be referring BF as Keith and Boyfriend. You'll see why when reading. Finally, read the Character Bios that was published before this first! It'll help you understand each character a bit better.)

Warning: Mentions/Implications of Sex and Depression, Mild Anxiety, Swearing, Name-Calling, Extremely Long Oneshot (6,773 words to be exact 😬)

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Boyfriend's POV, 1st Person:

"Mmm..." I felt my conscience slowly emerge from its slumbers. Warmth, comfort. Yet... prickly? I held onto the figure that laid beside me tightly. So warm and comfy... I wish I could stay like this forever. ...Ok, maybe not now that I think about it. I don't want to be poked anymore. I brought my hand up to my face and rubbed my eyes, letting go of the curvaceous figure as I sat up and opened my eyes.

Looking beside me, I saw my beautiful girlfriend still fast asleep. Her long, auburn hair fell perfectly on her face as she slept. How did I get so lucky to have such a goddess for the love of my life? I thought, smiling. I took a look at my surroundings, noticing that it was pitch dark. Nighttime already? It's a good thing I could still make out some things around me. The gigantic wooden doors, the hay that always poked at my back and buttocks. How many days has it been again since those Angels showed up...? I sat thinking for a couple minutes about my answer. ...Ugh, I can't remember. It's been far too long since everything happened.

"Mm... B." I heard Girlfriend mumble. I looked down to her again; she seemed a bit tense as she was waking up. "Hey, I'm here love." I placed my hand on top of hers as I laid back down, placing a kiss on her forehead. "We're safe." I caressed the top of her hand as I reassured her.

"Something's wrong..." She stated, repositioning her hand to hold onto mine. I moved away to look at her as she stared at me with her black sclera eyes. "What do you mean? Is it them?" I asked, a bit concerned at this point. "No... it's Pico. There's someone with him." "Who?" "I can't tell." Girlfriend replied, sitting up. I followed, keeping eye contact with her as she spoke. "I should go check it out."

"But what if it's Raphael? Or Abaddon? O-Or..." I began to feel myself panicking a bit, my voice trailing off before I ended up not talking. Ugh, I hated feeling like this all the time. Worrying about whether or not Girlfriend and I are safe where we are. Having to make sure we aren't leaving behind even a strand of hair indicating that we were here. All because we love each other. It's times like these where I wish I could just become a human and leave Heaven and God behind me. I know I could just say, "No I want to be with Girlfriend". But when God himself says that you won't be able to come back to Heaven if you choose a Demon, you know it's serious business.

"Hey, it's ok." I felt Girlfriend wrap her arms around me, pulling me into an embrace. I accepted the hug, my nerves fading away. "I'll be careful I promise. I won't let anyone get near Pico and I." "Ok..." We continued hugging for another minute or two before we pulled back. Girlfriend got up from the bed of hay that we laid on. We exchanged "Love you"'s before she teleported away.

Girlfriend's POV, 1st Person:

After saying "love you" to my beloved, I used my Demonic abilities and teleported to where Pico was. In an instant, I was brought outside and under a lamppost. A cool breeze swept past me, caressing my skin. Stood in front of me were vibrant lighting that reflected off of a brick building. People walked in and out of what was clearly a cyberpunk nightclub.