I Scored Myself A Mate

"Listen to me Asmodeus…" Mark said. He waited for the demon to look at him but nothing happened. So he used his hand, he gently grabbed his chin and raised his head, now they were both looking at each other. Their eyes meeting for the first time in days. "Good, now pay close attention to what I am about to say. You are not a monster. Stop believing this. Where we are born, the people we get raised by, our friends, those things do not make us a monster. We turn into monsters when we choose that life, when we decide to stay in the darkness and not do anything about it. You could never be a monster with that smile. You could never be a monster when you smile at me so kindly, when your eyes are filled with so much emotion, regret, sorrow, happiness, love. What kind of monster would show me all this with such a glance?" Mark asked him. The red haired removed the dark strands of hair that usually hid the demon's face, he revealed his beautiful eyes, once more conquered by a feeling of regret and remorse. Yellow and black they looked so unique, so special and it was so obvious to him that those eyes showed the love he possessed, the love he held in his heart so dearly. Why couldn't he see it?

"Mark please don't try to comfort me." Asmodeus said and removed his palms from his face. The human though did not stop. 

"I am not trying to comfort you. I am not lying to you. All I am doing is telling you what I see and what I am looking at right now, the person that I am facing is so different from the monster you say you're seeing. What I am seeing, what comes to my mind when I think of you is that charming smile of yours that can so easily make my heart melt. Your fangs, are not a sign of you being a monster, nor your horns or your wings. How can you give me the chance to fly, feel the clouds and see the stars and think of yourself as a monster? When you took me form that prison, when you saved me your embrace was so warm, your body shielding me made me feel so safe so how Asmodeus, tell me how could I feel that way for you if you were a monster?" Mark asked him, intensity in his voice as he kept going. "You literally did as I told you, you got attacked by a werewolf for me! I am starting to get angry. What do I have to do? Tell me, to be able to show you how I see you." He said. Asmodeus didn't say anything. He just blankly stared at him as he felt like there were no words to say. He couldn't believe what he was hearing and the intensity in Mark's voice. The demon had heard him say something similar before but this time, this time it somehow felt different. 

Mark stood up, standing right in front of Asmodeus who stared at him with a dumbfounded expression. The young human looked furious as he raised his arms in the air. The way he talked expressed that he was somehow fed up? No, Asmodeus could not understand it. He had never witnessed something like it before. 

"Mark what…"

"No, no listen to me. When I decided to come find you I was a lot calmer but you know what? Nothing will be fixed with me being calm. Because you can't let it go. You can't let go of that stupid belief that you are a monster and you know what? It hurts, it makes my chest burn every time I hear you talk like that about yourself. Even back then, at the village you would talk about yourself as if you didn't matter, as if you were created just to bring sorrow but why can't you see? You matter to me! You are my happiness not my sorrow. Even after everything that happened, even after I tried so hard to be mad at you I couldn't, how could I when I know the pain you're going through? When I look at you Asmodeus a monster is the last thing I would see. All I see is my…love." He told him and his cheeks burned. He looked shyly at the demon realizing all the embarrassing things he had just said but he didn't stop. Asmodeus needed to know everything, he needed to understand. "I don't care about your brother or who he is. I don't really care about what happened three hundred years ago, even if it's scary I don't want to think about it. All I care about now is you, you being with me and I am sorry. I am sorry for being mean and distant. I am sorry that I didn't let you know how important you are to me and how much I love you from the moment that I came back. I am sorry that I was so scared even if there was no reason to be. I am sorry Asmodeus so please, please don't hate yourself, but even if you do, even if you can't let go of the past, even if you can't overlook your nature I will do it. I will do all that for you and I, I will love you enough for the both of us. So every time you look at that mirror and you think that you're a monster remember I would never love a monster." Mark said and caressed his cheek again. He was smiling, his warm brown eyes looking at him with such warmth. "I would fall in love with someone kind, someone who doesn't care what people think of him, someone who has beautiful eyes, horns and fangs, someone who can fly me to the sky with his soft wings, someone who decided his own path. So Asmodeus, if you want to forgive your brother do it, if you want to hate your brother do it, if you want to kill him do it. I know who you are and one decision won't change that." 

The human stopped talking. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes trying to ignore how embarrassed he felt. When he opened them again he faced Asmodeus' tears, slowly dripping down his face. Small teardrops landing on his lap. The red haired smiled and sat next to him. 

"Why are you crying?" He asked him and gently wiped his tears. 

"Because I don't get it." The demon said. 

"I went on and gave a full speech just to say that you don't get it?" Mark asked him and raised an eyebrow. Asmodeus shook his head in denial. That wasn't it, what he meant.

"I don't get how you can see something so different than what I see. I don't get how you can soothe the pain in my chest while I never could. I don't get how you can affect me so much. I don't get how you can be so kind to me after everything I did to you."

"Well exorcising you for three hundred years is not really the definition of kind" Mark said with a smile and Asmodeus scoffed.

"Don't play dumb, you know what I mean." 

"You don't have to get it. Just accept it. This is how love works. It's complicated, troublesome and annoying. I don't get a lot of stuff like how when you talked to me back then, at the dusty warehouse, beaten up and chained instead of running away I remained there. I don't get it but I never questioned it. Could it be fate? I don't know." He said. 

"Do you believe in fate?" Asmodeus asked him. 

"Well, I didn't but I also didn't believe in demons, elves and me liking men so for now I think I will keep my options open on what I believe and what I don't" he said with a chuckle and Asmodeus smiled for the first time. 

"Mark, what if I lose it again? What one day I can't fight my nature anymore? What will you do?" Asmodeus asked him, his eyes filled with worry. 

"That's a tough question." Mark said. "I don't know. I think I would try to bring you back, if that didn't work I would kill you and I would die with you." He said and Asmodeus' eyes widened. 

"Don't ever say such a thing. Don't say that you will die with me."

"The you shouldn't have asked me such a stupid question."

"It's not stupid, I am just…worried." 

"I am too but you know what? I already died once, I mean…"

"No Mark." The demon scolded him and the red haired human started laughing, making his heart flutter. It was so easy, just a few words and Mark could fix everything, just one look. That's all the demon needed to remember who was keeping him sane, who was helping him be what he wanted. "I love you. I love you so much it's ridiculous."

"Well you can always love me more. Like love me enough to take me flying again?" The red haired asked excitedly.

"Mark, even after everything, will you be with me? Is that what you want?" 

"So me talking nonstop about your eyes, your smile, how hot you are, were not enough."

"You didn't say I am hot." Asmodeus said with a smirk.

"Well, I said it now. Got a problem with that?" Mark asked him as a blush began to spread on his face. "Take me flying. Now." He told him with a strict look and the demon smiled. 

"As you wish."