Disclaimer: I do not own inFAMOUS: Second Son

Pairing: Delgene (Delsin x Eugene)

Warning: some course language; unwanted advances on a character.

Title: Wings

Words: 1,677

Prompt requested by Anon.: Eugene's wings appearing when he's blushing and himself becoming invisible when too much flustered. (Delgenetch or Delgene).

Wings

How did I get roped into this?

Really, Eugene did not know how. Delsin had somehow managed to convince him to go to a club of all places. Well, he did have some idea: a soothing voice in his ear, large hands on his waist, hot kisses on his lips…neck…collarbone—and Eugene was going to stop himself there lest he get himself flustered.

So here he was at a local club, fidgeting with the cuffs of his red and navy dress shirt and jean-clad leg bouncing up and down. The colored lights of the club flashed on the table, making it look like a rainbow was dancing across the wood. He rocked the tumbler in his hand, swirling the soda inside. He was not one for alcohol unless it was a special occasion—like New Years or his or Delsin's birthdays. Speaking of Delsin, the smoke-Conduit was taking an awfully long time to return from the restroom, in Eugene's opinion.

He sighed, and then ran a hand through his hair as he sat up from his seat in the booth. He was on his way to check on his boyfriend when he felt someone tap his shoulder. The gamer turned around to see a girl who looked his age standing there, dressed in a shirt that acted as a bra and a skirt that, truthfully, just looked like a large cloth belt. Eugene cleared his throat as he took a step back when the woman covered in heavy make-up rounded on him.

"Hey, cutie," she practically purred as she very noticeably eyed him from head to toe, "what you doin' all by your lonesome, hmm?"

Eugene looked at everywhere but her. "I-I, um, I…I was just leaving. It was nice meeting you, miss."

Before he could turn away, the woman grabbed his arm and pulled it to her chest as she pressed her…assets against him. She batted her very dark eyelashes—obviously covered in too much mascara—at him. "Oh, don' go! I was just gettin' t' know you better!"

Crap, crap, crap, crap, crapcrapcrap was the jumble that was running through Eugene's mind. While Eugene had been getting more comfortable and confident in himself, this woman who was clearly drunk—judging by the high pitch in her voice and the slur she was trying to hide—was making Eugene very flustered. He could feel his fingers twitching and his powers flickering under his skin. He tried to pry her hand off of him, with no luck. "M-miss, I'm sure you're very nice, b-but I-I'm seeing someone r-right now. I have to g-get going." Her grip seemed to get even tighter.

"Don't worry, sugar," her voice dropped to a husky quality as she ran a finger down his cheek. "I'm sure she won' mind…"

Even in his extreme discomfort, Eugene was still able to think, Well, it's not a she. More like a he. Eugene knew he could get her off—what with his enhanced strength—but he did not want to hurt the inebriated woman. She was leaning in more closely as if for a kiss, making Eugene's eyes widen and swallow thickly, eyes looking for any sign of Delsin. He could feel his video power flickering under his skin with even more fervor, like the rapidness that pixels had on a screen. He could feel pressure building between his shoulder blades. He had to get out of here ASAP. "M-miss," he tried again, "I have to—ah!" He yelped when he felt long nails squeeze his butt. The uncomfortable tension between his shoulders unwound, pressure gone.

The woman, who would not let go of him previously, now unlatched herself from him with wide eyes that stared at him in horror. Shit,he thought in a panic. On another thought, Delsin was rubbing off on him too much; he was cursing in his thoughts now.

She took shaky steps away from Eugene, bright red lips open in an 'o'. "You're…y-you're a Conduit?!" Confusion, horror, and disgust were evident in her voice. Her lips lifted in a grimace, and it made her face look very unattractive—even though she looked unattractive before.

Looking around in panic, Eugene could see more and more people paying attention to him, pointing and looking at him as if her were a lab experiment gone wrong. The bright blue glow of his digital wings shone on him, bringing even more attention to the gamer. I gotta get out of here!

The gamer flinched when he felt two arms snake around his waist, but eased against the chest of the person when he heard a familiar voice. "Yes, he is a Conduit. And he's also my boyfriend." The arms around his waist became just a little tighter in a protective, yet slightly possessive manner. "And he and I would appreciate if you would back the hell away. We'll be leaving, thank you very much." With that, Delsin turned Eugene around, and the two walked out of the club, ignoring the people who were staring at Eugene's glowing wings, which were starting to glitch out of existence.

Eugene's felt his face become very hot. God, I knew I shouldn't have gone to the club tonight. They continued walking until they got to Delsin's apartment. They opened the door and Eugene was quick to rush in and collapse on the couch on his stomach, face buried in the cushions. He honestly just wanted the piece of furniture to suck him up and make him disappear, possibly forever. He did not have his hoodie to cover over his head, so Eugene resorted to using a pillow to smother himself.

"Hey, don't do that, now. If you suffocate, I won't have a wonderful boyfriend anymore." Eugene could hear the grin on Delsin's face as he lifted the pillow from Eugene's head. Eugene was not in the mood for smiling right now. A familiar, warm hand carded though his blonde hair. "Don't worry about that slut in the club. She was drunk off her ass and couldn't tell left from right."

Turning his head ever so slightly so that Delsin would be able to understand him, Eugene said, "You didn't see how she looked at me, Delsin." He fully turned to face the Akomish who was sitting on his knees at Eugene's head, looking at him with a frown. "She—and a whole bunch of people in the rest of the club—looked at me like I was a freak." He buried his face in the couch again.

"….Eugene, if you were a freak for just being a Conduit and having powers, than wouldn't I be the biggest freak of all then?"

Eugene shot up from the couch and whipped his head toward his boyfriend. "What? No way, Delsin! Why the heck would you think that?!" Delsin was the best person on the planet. He was selfless, thoughtful, and very good-looking—if Eugene did say so himself—especially wearing that deep navy button-up shirt and black vest that hugged his chest tightly, pronouncing his muscles; and the black slacks that made his legs look great. But Eugene was getting ahead of himself.

Delsin grabbed Eugene's hand and held it gently, stroking his knuckles with his thumb. "I mean, what kind of freak leeches powers from other Conduits? I'm, like, the worst freak of all."

"Delsin, don't say that! You're not a freak!"

"Then neither are you, Eugene."

Eugene blinked as he took in what Delsin said. Gosh, Delsin was getting slyer and slyer each day. Eugene blamed Fetch for that "But, I…"

His boyfriend smiled and scooted closer to Eugene, though still kneeling on the floor. "What kind of freak would make this man smile every day?" Still holding Eugene's hand with one of his own, he used his other freed hand to lift his black glasses off his face and set them on the coffee table. Eugene saw Delsin close his dark brown eyes, then felt him kiss his eyelids. "A freak wouldn't have the most beautiful blue eyes in the world." He moved to peck Eugene on the lips, and Eugene felt the vibrations of Delsin's voice against his lips and the other spoke. "A freak definitely wouldn't have the smoothest voice I've ever heard, or a smile to light up my darkest day." Eugene's face was very hot right now and wrung his hands in his lap. Delsin lowered his hands and laid them over Eugene's, then pried open his fingers and enclosed them in between his own. "And a freak most certainly would not have some of the most kick-ass powers on the planet that could protect me when I needed him the most."

Eugene felt his lips quirk upward. God, his boyfriend was a hopeless romantic sometimes. But, even with all reassurance Delsin was telling him, it was also making Eugene flustered, very flustered. "Delsin…" He felt himself become invisible while still holding Delsin's hands. "I…uh…God, you're making me blush."

Delsin chuckled, and Eugene could see Delsin's eyes flickering around as he tried to find some of Eugene's features. "Aww, did I make you blush so much that you turned invisible?" There was a note of smugness in his voice. Eugene rolled his eyes and flicked him on the forehead.

"Ouch!" Delsin rubbed his forehead and pouted. "You're so mean, Gameboy."

"I'm terrible, I know."

Delsin grinned then kissed where he thought Eugene's mouth was. "Maybe not bad-terrible. More like terribly handsome."

"…Delsin?"

"Yeah?"

"You just kissed my nose, you dork," Eugene could not help but laugh.

Delsin let a smirk grace his face as he started pecking different areas all over his face. "Then I'll just kiss you everywhere 'till I find you're cute mouth."

Oh, God. His boyfriend was going to be the death of him. Eugene didn't know whether to stay invisible or not because by the direction Delsin was starting to go, Eugene could tell he really meant everywhere. His hip most certainly was not where his mouth was, but the video-Conduit was not complaining. Not in the slightest.

Published: 7/10/14

A/N: Thank you to Aspiesaurus and Spencer for reviewing Chapter 2!

I hope everyone like this chapter! Please review! :D

A/N 2: I really liked the idea of hopeless romantic!Delsin comforting insecure!Eugene. It's adorable.