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White Demon Love Song(The Killers): Norway x Canada
Warning: Angel's and Demon's, Forbidden love, Kidnapping. ^^U
Matthew was always an innocent Angel, very pretty too. With light lavender eyes, snow pale skin, golden two-colored waves of hair, with that cute little spiral curl bouncing with every step he took, and that petite stature of his. Though he was also very shy and quiet, he used his pet polar bear as a shield to hide behind when he was nervous. Because of this, he was sometimes forgotten.
This is dangerous for such an Angel.
Because that meant he was easy picking for Demons.
"W-where are you taking me?" eyes wide and tearful Matthew stared up at the other short wild blonde haired, blue eyed, man. He wore a long black coat with red cuffs, a red shirt and black tie, red pants, and brown boots, as well as a small black hat. It was very different from Matthew own outfit of a long white dress shirt and shorts. Angels usually wore the standard toga however Matthew had decided to wear something different but it always had to be white. An axe was laid upon the man's shoulder making Matthew bite down on his bottom lip in worry about the weapon.
"Don't worry about it!" the man's voice was awfully chipper making Matthew shy away from him.
The halls around them darkened and Matthew kept his eyes to the floor in fear. The Danish demon before him whistled a cheerful tune as the chain between them rattled as though it wanted to join in the song. Raising his eyes Matthew could see the dancing shadows on the wall's writhing in never ending misery.
His eyes lower again.
…
He sits like a good pet, though that didn't mean he wasn't frightened. A hand runs threw his hair, barely missing his spiral curl, and he resists the urge to flinch. He could feel the other's eyes upon him, looking in pity. It was strange; he was told demons don't pity others.
He stays quiet as they talk.
…
"What is your name?" he looks up at his "master" before lowering his eyes.
"Matthew Williams."
His master hums as he ties the end of the chain to Matthew's bed.
"I'll call you Mattie."
Matthew stands besides the bed even as his master closes the door, taking what little bit of light there was with him.
…
Matthew gave up hope of a rescue; it had already been two weeks and still nothing. He surly was invisible…
And that thought made his eyes burn.
…
He was pushed into a man's arms, the man has short light blonde hair, and dull blue eyed. He wore a belted, navy blue sailor top with a lighter blue collar, tie, and cuffs, with matching pants and sailor hat. He sports a Nordic Cross barrette in his hair, and has a detached hair-curl floating independently besides his head. Matthew pulled himself away from the man and lowered his gaze to the floor.
"You wanted him, he's yours." the chain's around his wrists tightened ever so slightly as most of it was given to the light blonde haired man. The Danish demon grinned before leaving.
"What is your name?" his voice is softer then his master had been, less cheery more passive.
"M-Matthew Williams."
"Lukas Bondevik."
Matthew finds himself liking the man's voice.
…
He's singing, Matthew thinks as he sits in his room ear besides the wall. It is sweet and flows like silk. The more time he spends with these demons the more his thoughts on them change.
"Hun liker måten han synger."
Matthew sighed, hand pressed to the wall and eyes half closed.
He certainly liked the way Lukas singed.
…
Standing besides Lukas he is surprised by how much the other demon trusts him. The long line of chain was no longer tied around his wrists. He feel's a hand card through his hair and flushes as he looks up. Lukas is watching him passively but there is something warm in his gaze.
It made Matthew blush darkly and his insides feel as though they were turning to goo.
…
They are very close; they speak when no one is around. They talk of their day or any other thing to amuse themselves. Matthew finds himself loving every faint touch Lukas gifts him with.
One night as Matthew lay against the wall listening to Lukas's faint singing he realizes something.
He, an angel, had fallen for Lukas, a demon.
Sighing softly to himself he wonders how much trouble he will be in for such a thing.
…
It had been a normal day, and a normal time in which they talked amongst themselves. He is unsure when or how but they both end up laughing, not insanely or really energetically. Just simple small laughs or giggles, for him, and when they finish they stare into each other's eyes. Matthew can't help but compare Lukas's eyes to a rain filled sky. While Matthew is distracted Lukas's hand raises before lying lightly on Matthews cheek, causing Matthew to blink as he returns to the real world.
Matthew cheeks heat up as Lukas leans closer and his eyes flutter shut. Lukas looks down at Matthew and is about to kiss him when he falters and instead kisses Matthew on his forehead. Matthew's eyes reopen and he can't decide on whether to be disappointed or excited.
Instead he smiles and hides his face in Lukas's chest.
…
Matthew lies back against Lukas's chest and watches the snow fall upon them. Lukas wraps his arms around Matthew and rests his head upon the angel's shoulder.
"Do you want to return?"
Matthew flinches at the sudden question, accidentally pulling away from Lukas. Looking over his shoulder at Lukas he raises an eyebrow slightly, a confused look upon his face.
"But if I go back we can't be together."
Lukas blinks once, twice, thrice before pulling Matthew back to him with a slight sound of amusement.
"True."
…
"Why don't you kiss me?"
The question was filled with innocence but it still made Lukas stare at him in surprise. Matthew continued to look at Lukas with that half questioning half longing gaze. Slowly, not wanting to disappoint Matthew, Lukas cupped Matthew's warm cheeks in his hands. Matthew gazed up at him, trying to keep his excitement inside as the demon hovered over him. Tipping his head up Matthew's lips was lightly covered by Lukas's.
Right now, they were content.
Kage: I hope they weren't ooc and I hope you enjoyed the one-shot thatgirlwiththeglasses if you didn't like the way I had written it I'll happily rewrite it.
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