Demon's Touch (Demon! Gerard Way x Angel!Reader Smut/Lemon)

Intro

(all is in your POV unless stated otherwise)

I wish my world was the way it was back in the 2000s. But nope. Genetics changed, we all grew wings, some black, some white. Angels and Demons. Unable to choose who we were born under, unable to switch.

For some damn reason I was born an angel...

I feel like that girl from that book and movie with the whole four factions system (A/N: Not getting copyright issues today Satan. ) and how her faction was selfless, boring and lame as hell. Pretty much the angels in a few words. And that girl in the book looked up to the other faction who was far more badass, daring and cool as fuck. Sums up the Demons. We were born with wings, the demons use them, but do you think that the angels use them? Nope. We walk everywhere, wearing all white, following that stereotype. 

Angels are separated from the demons until senior year of high school, where for some reason our classes merge and we're forced to communicate with each other. You can probably predict what goes down, demons tease us, and instead of fighting back we just ignore them. Fun...

Except I don't ignore them, I simply nod, not defending my kind. I've always admired the demons, they're so badass, and are free to do whatever they want. While I just sit at my window and watch them from afar and watch them at school.

Oh, there's one more thing to know;

We have soulmates....

On the male's 18th birthday him and his soulmate's vision goes black and white, unable to see color until they either interact with each other or physically touch each other be it accidental or not. 

People become terrified, especially angels, that their soulmate might be the other kind, only because of some stupid myth that stated that it once happened. I never believed it, until it happened to me...