Alexander squeaked and followed Faybian to the counter. He had temporarily tapped out. His mind went on autopilot as he stayed quiet to let Faybian do all the talking. Alexander tried to shoo away his blush; however, it wouldn't disappear. He understood why he did it, but even so, he can safely say it still felt nice. Despite him being someone who wants him dead and bringing his soul down to hell with him, it still felt nice and warm. He could feel the echo of Faybian's lips on his hand. He hated himself for feeling this way. Alexander wanted to punch his chest and yell at it to stop beating so fast. He snapped out of it once the cold air hit his face. He looked at Faybian's hand in his. Alexander hoped he wouldn't say anything about it so that they could stay like this for longer. Just a little longer. "I-I uh, th-the diner is just past this street. Convenient, huh." He cleared his throat. "Anyway, what do you have a taste for? I hope I didn't choose something that has nothing you like. Otherwise, you would be watching me eat, which is very awkward."
Faybian gave a tight smile to the clerk in the front as he dropped off his shoes, never once letting go of Alexander's hand. "Thanks." He said curtly, eyes narrowing for aoment before he went through the doors. He had felt the Clerk's gaze on both of them the entire time. Now whether that was because they suspected something was off with Faybian or if he was into Alexander, Faybian didn't know or care much. He wasn't letting his contract go frolicking off with some other unworthy human just for shits and gigs. He glanced over at Alexander, relaxing slightly once they got outside. "It is convenient." He agreed, loosening his hold on Alexander's hand slight but not letting go entirely. "Anything really. Just so long as it has some sort of protein. Not much of a vegetarian or vegan.dont worry too much. I'm sure I'll find something I'll like." He reassured with a more relaxed grin. For whatever reason, Faybian was in good mood tonight. He still didn't like bowling but seeing Alexanser at least having a good time while doing something else other than work had lifted his mood.
"Well, that's good. I'm sure it's warm in there too. I tend to shake after I drink cold drinks. I am not about to go into detail about that is something that I am not about to go into detail about right now." Alexander seemed to be walking faster than average. Maybe because he was nervous or perhaps because he was cold but sweating simultaneously. Alexander opened the door for Faybian taking this time to let go of his hand reluctantly. They were greeted by one of the employees and told to sit anywhere they liked. Alexander didn't wait for Faybian to ask him the question or suggest someplace to sit as he wandered off to sit in the booth. Alexander didn't know that restaurants could have couches, so he was amazed by how soft they were. "I should go out more often. I didn't know they had places like these still. I've only really seen them in ads for movies and stuff." He took off his jacket, sighing from the warmth. The place had the 1970s feel to it. They even had a jukebox.
Faybian was about to offer his jacket to Alexander since he wasn't going to wear but by the time he had talked himself into actually doing a decent thing, the mome t had past and he was jogging to catch up the human who had went into the restaurant. He nodded once to the waitress who had greeted them and followed Alexander to the booth, settling in the one across from him. "It certainly is a rarety now a days." He mused in slight confusion as to why Alexander was all of a sudden so jumpy. He narrowed his eyes slightly before breaking his gaze and slowly looking around. He had missed the last decade but Hell changed with the living world so it wasn't like Faybian completely skipped out on the past century. He quickly recognized the jukebox and dated decoration but to him it felt somehow comforting. He stood and walked towards the jukebox, flicking through the records until he found one he liked. He added a few coins and pressed the play button, a slight smile heaving his features when a slow, jazzy tune started up. He hummed along, tapping his fingers along with the begining of the song before he returned back to the booth just in time for a waitress to come by and take their drink order. Faybian order a chocolate shake and a side of onion rings.
Alexander rested his hand on his cheek as he watched Faybain enjoy himself. He laughed to himself as he watched him tap to the song's rhythm. Alexander watched him sit back down, staring at him with a dumb smile on his face. he ordered what Faybian ordered, considering he's never been out like this before. "You're so…" He trailed off, trying to find the right word. There wasn't a word to describe Faybian because his personality switched every few minutes. "I don't know." He shook his head, looking over to the jukebox. "How can you be so deadly but so cute at the same time. Like, you could kill me literally, but you also have a soft side. It just goes to show much I don't understand about you." Alexander looked back towards Faybian with a knowing smile.
Faybian slowly, if not a bit awkwardly, met Alexander’s gaze. He frowned and narrowed his eyes. “What?” He snapped, silently cursing his heart for fluttering at the sight of one of Alexander’s rare, cute, dopey smiles. His brows furrowed in confusion. In the short time he had known Alexander, he had never seen him so..enamored. Perhaps with his work yes, and discoveries, but it wasn’t the same. Not when it came to figuring who Faybian was on a more personal level. Faybian was more than happy to give up blood, skin, hair, whatever fed Alexander’s obsessive scientific brain, if only because Faybian knew that every time he was trying to discover something physically scientific, he could never truly know Faybian emotionally. Yet now, even hearing his human try and figure Faybian out made his skin tingle. He surprised even himself when he scoffed “I’m not cute. Cute is what cherubs are for. If anything I’d say alluring. You aren’t wrong about the killing part though.” He growled softly at seeing Alexander’s smile. “You are my contract. What would be the point of seeing you killed off or suffer?” He reasoned cooly, trying to regain some control over his thoughts. “Consider my kindness a rarity then. Even more so now that you’ve brought it up.” He challenged, a slight smirk crossing his lips before he took a sip of his shake. “I wouldn’t be above taking back my own word about our little bet tonight.”
He shook his head with a cocky grin. "Say what you want, all-knowing demon. Cute is a compliment even for a big scary guy like yourself. Just take it all right." The lady returned with their food and drinks, which got him excited. He raised an eyebrow and squinted his eyes. "You wouldn't dare take it back. We made a deal. A deal is a deal, mister. We both agreed on it, so it's set in stone." He threw an onion ring into his mouth, nodding at the newfound flavor. "I'm just saying. You're a better person than you think you are. These onion rings are good. Holy…" He took in a deep breath and swallowed the food he was chewing. Alexander held his hand over his lips. "This is amazing." He called over the waited and asked for some fries as well. "I bet these taste good too." He looked at his shake, taking a sip of it, causing him to gasp. "I should get out more often. It's like heaven in a cup…" He whispered.
Faybian rested his chin in his hand and shrugged. "Fine, it may not be worth it for a demon to break deals but that doesn't mean I can't postpone until a later date." He retorted, his smile growing slightly, though his words rang hollow. He didn't want to push aside their promise. He honestly would have begged to make it continuous thing, that is, if he were one to beg. Instead he'd be patient, or as patient as he could be. After all, tonight was a win. He huffed a small lugh and shook his head. "As much as you want to ignor what I am and what I do, I don't think I could ever be a good person again." He twirled the srraein his hand before looking up and laughing, "this might as well be the closest thing you'll get to heaven, here on earth."
"You can say that again." The fries came shortly after he finished the onion rings. He barely had time to talk since he was to taste as much of them as possible. Alexander practically licked the plate clean. He looked at the fried, which were skinny but crunchy and salty. "Hmmm…" He picked one up and bit a small piece of it. He was too skeptical about how much salt they put on the fries. He thought they were trying to kill him. However, once the fries touched his tongue, they immediately became his favorite food. "Whoever made these should be rich. What would I do if you weren't in my life." He shook his head with a soft chuckle. " I would still be in my lab, looking out the window. Then I would even find more work to do and then sleep. Sleep, work, school, work, eat and sleep. That used to be my definition of a perfect day."
"I'm fairly certain you would have managed well enough on your own. Or someone from your classes would have eventually asked you out." Faybian shrugged, hiding his blush behind the menu as he looked for more food. He wasn't sure how to further interact with Alexander. How could one moment the human go from denial and indifference, to what faybian could only describe as slight fanboy. From what Faybian had seen tonight, Alexander had been timid at first, yes, but now he seemed almost excited to never end this little date of there's. He hated to admit how his human's happiness made his heart flutter.
He caught a glimpse of Faybian's red cheeks. "Good to know that even people like you get embarrassed. You seriously underestimate how avoidable I am." He shook his head, humming the more fries he put in his mouth. "I could eat these for hours." He gave a low hum. "Maybe not hours, but you know what I mean." Alexander sipped his drink, and his lips couldn't stop smiling. "Sorry, it's just when I get comfortable around people, I tend to talk a lot. Most people get annoyed, and then I just…" Alexander breathed a laugh. "So, uh sorry, for um talking so much. You don't look annoyed, which is good, but you know, just in case. People can pull off one hell of a poker face." He was halfway through his fries when he went silent. His smile was still present because how could he not. The fries were delicious. Not only that, the place was right by his apartment too.
“I am not-“ Faybian sighed slowly and shut the menu, “No, I’m pretty sure I can understand.” He muttered, a little smile quirking at his lips to show he was half joking. “Keep eating like that for an hour and you’ll be in hell far faster than you’d want” He arched an eyebrow and slowly pulled the box of fries towards him before Alexander got a chance to scarf don the entire thing. “I don’t mind.” He said softly, nibbling at the thin fries. “In all honesty I prefer for someone else to talk. IT matters little what about but it keeps the restless thoughts at bay. Besides, I don’t think I’ve heard you talk more about something other than your job in all the weeks that I’ve been here. Its refreshing, and amusing. ” Faybian wouldn’t dare look Alexander in the eye, fearing he’d blush even more, giving the human more of a reason to patronize him.
He caught that little and which made Alexander roll his eyes. Alexander went to go reach for more fires, only to be met with the table. He looked around a huffed, seeing how Faybain took the fries. "Yeah, yeah, if I'm in hell, at least I died with a smile on my face. Besides, you would be there. It wouldn't be all bad." He wiped his hands with the napkins provided for him at the end of the table near the wall. "Okay, so, what kind of restless thoughts am I keeping at bay as you hear me talk about how good fries are?" Alexander smirked. "I didn't know I was that amusing for you? In a bad way or a good way, Mr. I'm-not-a-demon-but-says-I-am?" He put his cup in front of him, so he could watch Faybian talk and drink simultaneously.
"no, I suppose it wouldn't be too bad." Faybian muttered under his breath, for the first time since he had become Alexander's demon he actually considered what life would be life with Alexander beside him. None of his other souls ever stayed longed once they died, wanting to live their own afterlife without Faybian interfering for once. He wondered what would happen if Alexander stayed with him, if they became more than contracted soul and demon. He shook away the thought almost immediately as it came to him as well as the unnatural giddy feeling. Alexander was still alive, no matter how lonely Faybian felt whenever he thought of going home alone. He had sworn to keep him safe for as long as possible. "You don't want to know," Faybian muttered softly. "Being a demon lord comes with its own hell. He flicked his gaze up to Alexander's but couldn't find it in himself to smile like before. He breathed in deeply. "Let's just say reliving my death isn't the best experience in the world. I guess now you'd call that PTSD." He took a long sip of his milkshake and tilted his head. "Your names for me are getting less creative, dear."
(Even if he is someone who can kill you, he's so adorable!!!!)
Alexander raised an eyebrow, keeping that he heard Faybian to himself. Alexander sighed and shook his head. "Hey, if I didn't want to know, I wouldn't've asked." He gasped, pretending to be offended. "My names for you are very creative, thank you very much." He took a deep breath out and nodded reasonably. "Asking how you died seems a little personal, but I assume since you hate it, it wasn't you falling asleep and never waking up. I assume it was much worse than that. Do you want anything before we leave?" Alexander called over the waiter asking for the check. He pushed his empty glass away from him and leaned back in his chair. "I can't wait to get home."
(you know when it deletes a fully written response just because you accidentally closed your phone? Yeah(；一_一) but Faybian would definitely argue heavily against that but secretly love it XD)
"Believe me, when I deny you any direct and honest response, there's a good reason." His smile softened and he rested his head prettily on his hand. "You're going to run out of things to call me sooner or later. Heaven for it you have to use my actual name. Now that I think about it, I don't think you've ever said my name without anger or desperation behind it." He shrugged slightly. “If only it were as pleasant as that. Maybe I’ll tell about my death in detail one day but for now, I’ll spare you from details for your own sake as well as well as what remains of my sanity.” Faybian shook his head as he finished off the rest of his milkshake. “No, I think I’m all set.” He replied, tidying the tale before standing and tossing the jacket over shoulder. He chuckled lightly “then lets get home.”
(Honestly, that happens to me more times than you can think. I'm constantly switching between computers and I forget to save my response in a document so then I have to rewrite it, but like Faybian is just adorable)
Alexander nodded and stood up from the table. He paid for his food at the front and exited the diner. "That was fun. I can't believe I'm saying something like that. Of course, science is fun, but it feels like I've discovered everything already." Alexander was cold again as they began to walk outside. At least they were going home, instead of continuing to walk. Alexander wanted to hold Faybian's hand again, but he wasn't sure how to come across it. He needed an excuse, a crowd, or someone they needed to act like a couple in front. Just anything so that he could feel warmth in his hands again. Alexander walked closer to Fayabin than he had before, but he still continued talking. "Who knows, maybe I'll stumble upon something new to study for. Not that science and math are boring, both are very nice." Alexander felt his hand brush against Faybian's, almost like he was in one of those cheesy movies.
(awe I'm glad you like him! And yes that's also happened!)
"A nice break well deserved." Faybian agreed, glancing down at Alexander when he got closer, a shiver traveling down his spine when their hands met. He took a deep breath, willing his emotions to get under control. All Alexander was, was a simple human. there wasn't a reason for faybian to have any fluttering or feelings towards him. Any good demon would use those feeling to their advantage and try and persuade a human to hell faster. Then again, Faybian wasn't like any other demon. He had been an angel, and that part of him would always be a part of him. It was half the reason why he was in such good graces with Lucifer. How would he even explain himself to Alice if he did catch feelings for Alexander? Until he bacame a resident of of Hell, it'd be near impossible for Faybian to justify being with a human. He sucked in a deep breath and nodded, not wanting to focus on that right now. After all, he didn't have feeling for Alexander. This was a mere curtesy from losing the bet earlier. He gently draped his jacket over Alexander's shoulders and offered his arm for him to take. "What other areas of study would interest you?"
"That you are right about." He looked at Faybain with a raised eyebrow. Alexander was pleased with the warmth from Faybian's jacket. And took his offer and linked his arm with Faybian's. He was skeptical, but he let it slide for now. He instead decided he should think about the question that Faybian asked of him, which wasn't an easy answer. "I don't know. There are so many things to do in this world, but they seem…useless. Why do we need music, for example? Sure it's fun to listen to, but what does it bring to society that helps shape it? Nothing. There's acting too. Why is it so important because the only thing it does is help the actor make money? It doesn't help me in any way. I've gone most of my life without tv or media. Those things shouldn't tempt me and-" Alexander realized he was starting to go down the path that got them on this date in the first place. "Sorry…"
Faybian tilted his head, biting down an immediate response for some5hing more well thought out. "Well, I've found music helpful in many ways. It helps convey an emotion when simple words cannot. It calm or enrages. It amplifies an emotion. It's a creative outlet for many. It can even motivate. Without music I think this world as well as heaven or hell would be a very dull place.As for acting, I suppose much if the same. It's a way to express oneself. Just as you express yourself through your love for science, others express themselves through acting or some other profession. I'd almost argue what's the point of science. It's not like we're going to discover everything there is to know about the world in one or even a million lifetimes. If you argue you're helping with that research, I'd argue what sort of impact are you making? If you think about it, somomes life time of work will barely be a scratch on all that there is to uncover. Perhaps your work won't help others. Perhaps it will. What matters is that you enjoy doing it and truely believe what you do is important, regardless of what others may see your occupation as. The same goes for people who make music or act. It's something that makes them happy while simulataneous fulfills their need to live a proper life." Fabian sucked in a breath, having never realized just how much he could talk. He straightened slightly and shook off Alexander's apology. "They may have not have tempted you before but slowly you are becoming more interested in them now. After all, look what going outside of your comfort zone has done. You found something you like. To some it may seem like a silly sport or a waste if time but to you it's something that gets you away from work. Let's you relax and be free from Mr-serious-Alexander for a few hours." He teased. "I don't think Hobby's or jobs have to have meaning as long as they make you happy."
Alexander went silent. He couldn't understand Faybian at all. The more he talked, the more confused he got. Alexander took in the air to then speak, but nothing came out. He closed his mouth, and Alexander clenched his teeth behind his straight face. How come a demon who has been through hell understands happiness more than he could. He understood the fundamentals, but how come it never seemed to register with him. Then, what if what he was doing didn't serve a purpose to anyone, as Faybian said. What if he was doing something even more useless than before. Was science something that made him happy, or was it just another path his parents paved for him? It was too late to turn back now. What else could he do? What else is out there for him for someone to benefit from what he does. As long as he's useful, that's enough for him. It was too many things to think about at once. Alexander clenched Faybian's arm. "Are you…happy?"
Faybian tilted his head, casting his gaze around when he felt Alexander clench his arm, instinctually searching for any immediate signs of danger. "I am." He said softly, once he was sure no one was around. "At least most of the time. There will always be some aspects of my after life that I will not enjoy. Any reminder of my former life usually puts off my day though but I've gotten a better handle of my emotions." He said proudly, fliching when he remembered how he had previously killed people in the ally way not too long ago. "Well, more or less." He snickered softly and glanced down at Alexander. "And you? Are you happy with the life you're living now?"
Faybian tilted his head, casting his gaze around when he felt Alexander clench his arm, instinctually searching for any immediate signs of danger. "I am." He said softly, once he was sure no one was around. "At least most of the time. There will always be some aspects of my after life that I will not enjoy. Any reminder of my former life usually puts off my day though but I've gotten a better handle of my emotions." He said proudly, fliching when he remembered how he had previously killed people in the ally way not too long ago. "Well, more or less." He snickered softly and glanced down at Alexander. "And you? Are you happy with the life you're living now?"
(Sent it twice, lmao)
"That's nice…" Alexander spotted his apartment and started to open the too door with his key. "I don't know. I don't know what happiness feels like. As long as I'm useful to someone, I guess I have to be." Alexander stuffed the keys into his pocket and walked into the building. Once they were upstairs in his apartment room, he took off Faybian's jacket and handed it back to him. "Thanks, I'm going to go take a shower. There should be another shower here if you want to use that one. You know where my bedroom is. Don't touch anything. I'll be out of the shower for the second part of our-" He stopped. "Well, whatever this is." Alexander flashed a smile and disappeared into the shower. Alexander had a lot to think about while he was there. "What makes me happy?" He frowned. "How do I figure that out? Sure I've felt love, but was that happiness. Is successful experiment happiness anymore if I'm expecting to work every time. How does he understand it? How does he feel it? But I can't?" He banged his forehead against the shower wall. He yelled loudly to the point where anyone could hear. "This is so frustrating!" Alexander punched the wall, which made him wince and scream even more. Alexander wanted to cry, scream, feel pain, and give up all at the same time.
(I don't know what happened(;_; it just did a thing(・・) also awe Alexander!)
Faybian nodded , still skeptical as he followed Alexander inside and took back his jacket. "I don't think you have to be useful to anyone to be happy." He murmured softly, removing some fluff from the jacket, unable to meet Alexander's gaze. He breathed a small laugh and nodded. "Of course." He wandered about until he found the second bathroom and started asking his layers of clothes off, the conversation still swimming in his mind. He wasn't entirely sure how Alexander cod say he didn't feel happiness when just a few hours ago, he had been laughing and smiling. Was that not happiness? When he had won the game or eaten something new, did he not feel happy?
Faybian's head snapped up at the loud thunk coming from where Alexander had been, that followed by a yell. The yell was what got Faybian moving, ignoring that he was in nothing but a button down and pants. He rushed to Alexander's room and cautiously hovered behind the bathroom door. "Alexander?" He called, hand already gripping at the handle. "Are you alright? Can I come in?" He ignored the desperation rising in his voice. He didnt want to worry himself if it was nothing but at the same time, he could just be standing there like an idiot while Alexander was hurt and faybian, despite himself, hated that feeling.
