Ok so I have this prompt that just won't leave me be lol. It's Demon Tom x Angel Marco and it's like forbidden love meets teenage angst and I was wondering if you could please write this for me
Of course I would write it for yu! I had fun with this one! It’s suprizingly not angsty! Enjoy!
Marco looked around the field on earth. It was the only place he was allowed to see his lover without fear of being caught. He was late for their meeting, which wasn’t like him. But Marco’s nerves were settled when he felt a pair of warm hands wrap around him from behind. Marco smiled and turned around to see the demon he had come here to meet.
“Tom!” He exclaimed. Marco kissed the demon. Tom smiled at him.
“Sorry I’m so late, I had to slip behind Mephistophiles so he wouldn’t see me leave.” Tom explained. Marco nodded.
“How long can we keep this up?” Marco asked.
“We’re immortal. I was thinking forever.” Tom suggested. Marco laughed.
“Seriously. We can’t keep running around pretending we aren’t going anywhere. Other angels are starting to get suspicious.” Marco warned.
“Every demon has been on my case about it too.” Tom admitted. He looked over his shoulder, actually worried he might have been followed. Marco sighed and shook his head.
“This is too much.” marco admitted. Tom got a sad look on his face.
“Do you… want to end it?” Tom asked, he blinked back tears. Marco shook his head and kissed him deeply.
“No, no, no! Tom of course not!” He assured. “I just don’t want us both to get into trouble we can’t get out of.” Marco said. Tom nodded and kissed him again. The couple smiled at each other, their romantic moment was cut off when they heard a shout behind them.
“Tom?” The two whirled around to see a demon approach. Tom froze.
“Ch-Chet! What are you doing here?” He asked the demon.
“Looking for you moron! You ran out! And what the hell is an angel doing here!?” Chet demanded. He raised a fiery fist ready to harm the angel.
“No stop!” Tom cried. Chet stopped, confused.
“Why?” Chet asked. Tom looked nervous and shared glances with Marco.
“B-because… I am going to fight him!” Tom declared. “I um… Mephistophiles sent me to fight this angel!” Tom explained. Marco nodded.
“Yes! And Providence sent me to fight you! F-foul…demon.” Marco tried. Tom pretended to punch Marco in the face. Marco pretended that it hurt and he fell to the ground. He then got up and pretended to yank Tom’s hair, causing him to fall to the floor.
“You okay babe?” Marco whispered. Tom nodded.
“Yeah I’m good.” Tom assured. Chet watched the two pretend to fight for a little while. “Chet! Save yourself!” Tom cried.
“I’ll kill you!” Marco cried, unenthusiastically. Tom (fake) punched him in the heart and Marco pretended to fall down into his arms, fake dead.
“It’s over. I won. I slayed the angel!” Tom announced. Chet wiped away some tears.
“You were amazing, and I love you and I’m proud. You served your kingdom well.” Chet told him. He looked down at Marco, who was clearly not dead. “This war has taken too many lives.” Chet clenched his fists. “I have to go. I can’t watch anymore.” A tear streaked down his face and Tom nodded.
“Take as much time as you need, dude.” he assured. Chet nodded, and vanished. Marco sat up in Tom’s arms.
“Wow… he is really… um… what’s a not rude way to call somebody an idiot?” Marco asked. Tom started laughing.
“For Chet? There’s no not rude way to say it.” Tom admitted. Marco looked at where the demon had disappeared.
“Okay well… if he’s our biggest threat as of now… maybe we can keep this up for a while.” Marco suggested. He kissed the demon on the cheek. Tom blushed and started to burn up the grass around his feet.
“I’d like that.”