New life, new friends, new me.... - Unknown
Azrael
I paced the room restlessly as I thought about her.
Lyla was coming here. To me.
I smiled. I liked the sound of that.
She shouldn't have left in the first place. Couldn't she had called her friends.
I groaned. That was impractical really. That wasn't even an option.
Sharp knocks on my door brought me back from my thoughts.
It was Micheal.
"Boss, I heard Lyla was coming back. Any truth to that?" He asked slowly.
I nodded.
"Why?"
My head snapped up, and I gave him a death glare.
He was even lucky to be alive and here he was, testing me.
He cleared his throat nervously, "I mean, why did it take so long?" He said, looking away.
I stared at him, "How is that any of your concern?" I growled, my demon was just begging to be released.
Micheal stepped back, "Its n-not of course. I-I'm gonna j-just go." He stuttered, then stumbled out.
I groaned in annoyance. I was anxious about Lyla's arrival and now this disfigured demon was pushing my patience.
Her reluctance was because the traumatic experience she had with him.
It was his fault.
I ran my hand through my hair in frustration.
Suddenly, I was really missing her. My heart ached for her return.
Grow some balls, man. You're looking whipped.
I rolled my eyes at his insult. Not that it mattered. I was actually ok with that.
Lyla was special. I was a bit hesitant about it before but her absence made it painfully clear.
I knew exactly what she was to me and I was going to let her know.
Then, I smelt it.
Roses and rich chocolate.
She was here.
I raced out of my office and sprinted to the front door at an ungodly speed.
I reached there in seconds.
This was ridiculous. There was no need to be acting like love sick school boy.
Compose your self Azrael.
I took in some deep breaths and exhaled slowly.
I could hear her heartbeat as she walked up the steps.
I could hear my own beating in anticipation.
I was nervous.
"I don't know Moloch. I miss them already. Was this the right decision?" I heard Lyla say before Moloch cut her off.
He laughed, "Stop over thinking, Lyla. This can work. I'm pretty sure it will." He assured her.
"But I can never be too sure can I?" She whispered.
Moloch groaned, "You're making me nervous now, Lyla. It will be alright. Just go."
I heard her sigh heavily as she pushed the door open.
She was looking down, so she didn't realize I was standing in the way before it was too late.
She bumped into me and let out a soft cry that made my breath hitched.
The sparks tingled between us.
She fell into my arms, wrapping her hands around me.
She looked up at me in surprise, her blue eyes wide.
She was so fucking beautiful. It was almost unreal.
She smiled at me softly and stepped back, "Thank you." She whispered.
I shook my head, "Of course, Flower."
Her brows furrowed, "Flower?" She asked.
I fumbled with my hair nervously, "Um, you smell like....roses. And you remind me of flowers. So...." I told her, unsure.
She looked at me for a moment then smiled.
"Are you nervous?" She suddenly asked.
That definitely caught me off guard and now I was sure I looked a bit nervous.
I swallowed hard. "No."
She laughed, "Too bad. You look so adorable when you're nervous." She pouted.
Was I......blushing?
I quickly looked down. What?
"Well, I'm just gonna get these thing to your room, Lyla." Moloch said awkwardly. This must be so weird for him.
It was weird for me.
She nodded and he went away.
I stared at her for the longest of times while she tried to avoid my eyes.
I guess she was a bit bothered by it, "What is it?" She asked with a small smile.
"Can I hug you?" I asked suddenly, shocking her and my self.
There was this unnatural urge to touch her. I craved the sparks that erupted between us whenever we touched.
It was so exhilarating.
She nodded shyly.
I pulled her towards me.
Her delicate hands gently went to my waist as I wrapped my hands around her neck.
It was unbelievable how tiny she actually was.
She felt so soft and fragile in my arms. I relished the feeling of those sparks and the touch of her skin against mine.
I wanted to squeeze her but I was extra careful.
I wouldn't hurt her.
"You smell so good." I whispered in her hair.
She giggled, "I'll take that as a compliment."
"You should." I answered.
She laughed. It was such a beautiful sound.
I wanted to make her laugh all the time.
You're getting soft on me Azrael....
I do not care.
Suddenly she pulled away.
I instantly missed the warmth of her body. I nearly growled in protest.
What the fuck?
"What's wrong?" I asked, worried.
She looked down,"Nothing."
Lyla stepped away from me and wrung her fingers.
Something wasn't right.
I took her wrist and pulled her chin up. "What is it?" I asked seriously.
"I don't.....I don't get you at all."
I furrowed my brows, "What?" I asked really confused.
What did I do?
"What do you want from me? I mean, you don't know me and yet look at us. Acting as if we've been a thing for years. What is this?" Her voice cracked at the end.
I bit my lip, she wanted explanations. She deserved to know.
But this wasn't the right time. It would ruin this beautiful moment.
She hadn't even had time to settle in yet.
"Can I tell you another time, Lyla?"
She shook her head, "No. I need to know now."
She sounded determined.
I exhaled sharply.
I was just trying to delay this whole conversation. It would change everything.
She might want to leave again. But this time, she wouldn't come back.
I couldn't have that happening.
I couldn't lose her. I just got her.
But I couldn't lie to her. I couldn't keep secrets from her.
This affected her too. So she needed to know.
I sighed. "Ok. Come with me." I told her softly.
She looked at me. I could see she was looking for a reason to trust me.
She was trying and that's all I needed.
I tightened my grip on her hand and motioned towards to stairs.
She started walking and I started to feel uneasy.
This might not turn out as well as I hope.
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