Coby

[whispersoflove]

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?"

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[whispersoflove]

Trust Coby to focus on what wasn't about him, and Anael made a non-committal sound of agreement. "The passing of time is exhausting," he added, eyes closed, his heart still focused on Coby's. He had not been prepared for how long every day seemed, and how quickly they went by all the same, a dichotomy he did not usually experience quite that way.

[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."

[whispersoflove]

Self-medicating wasn't an option for Anael, and for half a second, he wondered whether he should regret that. But then he pushed that question aside. "I know," he simply replied to Coby's last words. "Your love's all the medication I need."

[sunsongs]

"That you have." As long as Coby was Coby, and if they were really blessed, in the next lifetime too.

[whispersoflove]

Anael straightened up just enough to catch Coby's lips in a soft, tender kiss. Part of him wanted more than that, wanted to lose himself in Coby, in their love, but he knew that he would not be able to, not truly, and he did not want to sully their lovemaking with the brand on his chest, and everything it entailed.

[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.