May. 19th, 2017 08:06 pm
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Anael walked away from Crowley with a frown on his face, shoulders hunched as if bearing an invisible weight. As soon as he had the opportunity to disappear without anyone noticing, he cloaked himself and brought out his wings, rising high and fast above London. High enough that his breath fogged over, and then higher still, where the air was so crisp it felt different in his lungs - what would have been painful to someone else, no doubt.

He prayed. He played with the winds. He cried. And he forced himself not to despair, and prayed again. He felt so angry, and he didn't know what to do with that.

He wasn't sure how much time had passed when he touched down on Coby's rooftop, wings disappearing as he turned visible again. He felt wrong in a way he never had before, and no more settled for having just spent time flying and praying. He let himself into Coby's flat and tried to compose himself as he called out, "Coby?"

Date: 2017-05-19 07:17 pm (UTC)
sunsongs: (one thing)
From: [personal profile] sunsongs
The more time passed without finding a way to break the binding on Anael, the more worried and angry Coby got, although he tried not to hold onto those kinds of feelings, because Anael would feel it through Coby's love, and Anael didn't need that on top of everything else. Especially when Coby had seen more anger in Anael than felt right.

When Anael came in, Coby was at the keyboard, chewing on the end of a pencil as he tried to push through a block on the next bit of melody he was working on. "In here," he called, setting the pencil down, pushing back from the instrument. Soft, sad love in his eyes as he looked up at his angel and tried to see how he was.

Date: 2017-05-19 08:24 pm (UTC)
sunsongs: (ballad of denim boy and grey girl)
From: [personal profile] sunsongs
Coby was already standing to cross the room to Anael when the words filtered through, and he paused, jaw clenched. "What did he do?" he asked, voice flat and hard.

Date: 2017-05-19 08:52 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] sunsongs
The flicker of annoyance and the pulling away were things Coby'd had to get used to, no matter how strange they seemed coming from Anael. But it wasn't about Coby, and he couldn't take it personally. He stayed where he was and slid his hands into his pockets.

Verrier. Coby tried to remember, and there was almost something. Tip of his tongue, feeling like he knew the name without actually knowing anything about it, just as he was turning it around in his head, a chill running down his spine.

"Not really," he admitted after a moment. "Just that it's not good, but we knew that."

Date: 2017-05-22 07:14 pm (UTC)
sunsongs: (spot in the corner)
From: [personal profile] sunsongs
Well, fuck. And fuck that shit too.

"You're not going to Fall," Coby said softly, but more certain than he had a right to be. "You're not."

Date: 2017-05-23 06:52 pm (UTC)
sunsongs: (radio in my head)
From: [personal profile] sunsongs
Coby was quiet a moment, not knowing how to make things easier for Anael and hating seeing him so lost and hurt. "Other than ignoring the urge to pound a principality of hell into paste, 'cause even I know that's a recipe for failure, how can I help? What do you need?"

Date: 2017-05-29 07:55 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] sunsongs
"It's a lot to take in." And that Anael'd had to get the info from Crowley probably didn't help. "You can take a bit to sit with the idea first. Then let them know, or I can at least point them in a general direction."

Holding each other, and simple touch, even without being sexual, was such a part of how Coby and Anael shared their love, and how Coby comforted most everybody he cared about, that reining in the instinct meant he was at more of a loss, at a time when he was already pretty clueless.

"I'm going to pour us some wine," he said, starting for the kitchen. "And then... we'll just take things as we can."

Date: 2017-06-07 06:01 pm (UTC)
sunsongs: (chloe bowed her head)
From: [personal profile] sunsongs
A moment later, Coby was back with glasses and a bottle of one of Anael's favorites. He poured, and joined Anael on the couch, close enough with one arm along the back to be inviting, but leaving a bit of space if that was what the angel needed. He offered the glass n his other hand. "I'm here, lovely," he said quietly.

Date: 2017-06-13 07:33 pm (UTC)
sunsongs: (ballad of denim boy and grey girl)
From: [personal profile] sunsongs
As soon as Anael tucked up beside him, Coby curled around him to hold him close, offering what comfort he could while letting Anael cry out the overflow of hurt and sadness. After a bit he started humming softly, nothing particular, letting the melody go where it would as it carried his love and hope.

Date: 2017-06-16 07:34 am (UTC)
sunsongs: (ballad of denim boy and grey girl)
From: [personal profile] sunsongs
Later he'd be angry again, but right now Coby's heart hurt.

"Not possible." He believed that, and he'd keep on believing it as long as Anael struggled to believe it himself.

"God knows what's in your heart, the love you have there. And it's a love that comes from Them, is a part of Them, right? They won't give up on you.

"So you can't lose faith in Them."

Date: 2017-06-16 11:28 pm (UTC)
sunsongs: (under you)
From: [personal profile] sunsongs
Coby ran a hand over Anael's hair and down his back in slow, steady strokes. "You won't," he promised, "And you are. Worthy.

"I've been lost. So many times." Not only as Coby, and the haze of long forgotten memories flickered just out of his grasp. "And more times than I know, it's been your love that guided me, kept me whole and from... going away completely. If you can't feel that faith in yourself right now, trust me to feel it. You're still Anael, Joy of God, and you're still Theirs."

Date: 2017-06-20 08:11 am (UTC)
sunsongs: (ballad of denim boy and grey girl)
From: [personal profile] sunsongs
Coby had no idea how they were going to fix this. But they would. They had to. And he'd keep right on believing that until it happened.

He wasn't sure how long they sat like that, him needing to hold Anael close as much as Anael needed him to. "You're going to be okay, lovely. We'll find a way."

Date: 2017-06-21 12:17 am (UTC)
sunsongs: (one thing)
From: [personal profile] sunsongs
Given what a mess Coby was, being the only thing that made sense was seriously fucked up, but Coby got it anyway. "Being physical is totally exhausting," he agreed. "Sometimes curling up and hiding from the world is all you can do."

Date: 2017-06-22 06:59 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] sunsongs
"Feeling like that is usually a good reason for me to start self-medicating. Get fucked up enough I don't care about any of it."

But Coby wasn't an angel. He definitely wasn't an angel bound by some kind of demon magic. Helping Anael wasn't going to be as simple as lighting up or swallowing a handful of pills.

"I'm sorry, love."

Date: 2017-06-22 08:19 pm (UTC)
sunsongs: (cover me in gold)
From: [personal profile] sunsongs
"That you have." As long as Coby was Coby, and if they were really blessed, in the next lifetime too.

Date: 2017-06-23 12:26 am (UTC)
sunsongs: (ballad of denim boy and grey girl)
From: [personal profile] sunsongs
Coby accepted and gave back the kiss gladly, without pushing it to something deeper. He and Anael shared their love in so many ways, so it could be hard, feeling like he had nothing to give, when Anael wasn't comfortable with more sexual lovemaking right now. But anything for Anael, always, so for now, he loved and returned what Anael gave to him.


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