I Scored Myself A Mate

Messy red hair and a very big frown. That's what Allias faced when his best friend appeared behind the door. He scratched the back of his head, his eyes half opened as he stared all of them one by one.

"Shit" he mumbled, not really liking the idea of everyone standing at his door. "What do I owe the honor?" He asked them and stepped outside. Allias noticed that Asmodeus was laid on his bed, half naked and sleeping, breathing soundly. Mark closed the door behind him quietly, he didn't want to wake him up.

"You see our friends here actually need your help." The king announced and Mark raised his eyebrow. He seemed to be still half asleep. The yawn that escaped his lips confirmed Allias' thought.

"Let's go to the kitchen, I need coffee" he said and he started walking dragging his feet on the polished ground. As he passed by the wolves, who had been quiet this whole time he noticed an unfamiliar face. He stopped right in front of her, his tattooed hands showing as he dived his fingertips in his hair again and tilted his head to the side. "Who are you?" He asked her and he heard Mikael cough. He looked at Mark with his blue eyes, feeling awkward.

"My girlfriend. Kate" He announced. The atmosphere suddenly turned a bit chilly. Mark didn't know what they expected him to do but his reaction was definitely not that.

"Sweet" he said, not showing the slightest bit of interest. Mikael's eyes widened for a second but he soon felt relieved. He followed everyone while Allias and Mark were walking, a bit further away from them. The king looked at his best friend with the corner of his eye and smirked.

"Good one." Allias told him and Mark scoffed.

"You could have warned me that he was bringing his girlfriend. All the fuss about finding his mate just to come back with a human girl. Wow, the hypocrisy." He commented and the king chuckled.

"And here I was, surprised about the fact that you weren't commenting on it." The king told him and the red head shrugged his shoulders.

"I have a boyfriend now, can't make them believe I'm jealous." 

"Are you though?" Allias asked him as they took their last turn before they reached the kitchen. 

"No, not really. I just feel wronged. I mean, I get it if you reject me for the kind of destined love, for someone you can't let go of but, no offense to the girl, she is completely normal." He said before he pushed the door of the kitchen. People were running around, chefs with bowls in their hands and some kind of food was boiling in the fire. It smelled nice, like chicken with spices and Mark took a big sniff of the air. The rest of them had stayed a bit behind. The two friends were going a bit faster on purpose just so they could talk. 

A lady made some space on the wooden kitchen isle, freeing the surface from the bowls, the flour and the sugar so they could sit.

"Can you make some coffee please?" Allias asked her and she nodded obediently. "So you don't care?" He asked him.

"I do, but not in the romantic sense. I simply feel like maybe I did something wrong, maybe I wasn't enough or...I don't know it's weird. I'm not going to be bothered by it though." 

"Why didn't you wake Asmodeus up then?"

"He was tired." Mark said, shrugging his shoulders before he grabbed the hot mug the lady handed him. The coffee smelled nice, bitter and he poured some milk in, watching it change its color from a deep brown to a beige.

"You're lying." Allias said.

"He would get mad that Mikael is here" Mark stated. The king was ready to say something when the door opened revealing the rest of them. Mark took a sip from his hot coffee burning slightly his tongue. 

"So, sit down and tell Mark what you need." Allias told them. One of the kitchen staff brought in a few more stools. All of the wolves sat on the opposite side of the exorcist and Allias while Theseus stood behind his lover in the corner. He wasn't really invested in this matter and if someone asked him the truth would be that he didn't care but since Allias was involved he wanted to help. Kate was left standing and Mark laid his eyes on her. She seemed to be scared, flinching every time a tall elf passed by her and he felt a bit sad for her. Before the wolves could start explaining the red haired asked 

"Why did you bring her here?" He told them, pointing at the girl with a nod and her eyes traveled between Mikael and Mark.

"Why are you asking? Do you care?" Mikael asked Mark back and the exorcist smirked. 

"She looks like she wants to run away from here. She is scared." Mark said.

"Yeah, I am sure you're concerned" Mikael told him. This was going towards a very bad direction, Allias thought. Mark had asked about the girl, curious about her and a bit worried but Mikael interpreted it the wrong way. This is what happened when you had grown up thinking you were handsome, everyone was supposed to want you. "where is your little demon?" He asked.

"I don't think I need to tell you."

"Yeah, first you go off with some psychopath demon and now..."

"Be careful when you talk about him" Mark interrupted him with a threatening stare and the wolf grinned.

"You're very scary." Mikael made fun of him. Mark tilted his head to the side, his eyes squeezed. The wolf felt a palm on his shoulder, it was hot and as the seconds went by it turned even hotter, like a fire. He snapped his head back, meeting with a demon.

"I can kill him if you want." Ignis said with a serious expression. Mikael jumped up, pushing Ignis' hand away.

"What the fuck?" He swore, kind of confused.

"It would be better if you didn't insult our Master." It was Arpaia this time. She had appeared out of nowhere, sitting on one of the cupboards, startling everyone around her. "Ignis has a thing for him" she joked and the demon rolled his eyes. 

"Go back, it's fine. Thank you" Mark told them. Arpaia left first but Ignis lingered a bit, staring at Mark. He was overprotective sometimes. Mark smiled at him kindly and nodded his head. The demonic spirit left without saying anything.

"That thing burned my shirt." Mikael said as he stared at the hole that was on his shoulder 

"That thing is my familiar."

"Yeah, you got powers now and you're no longer the little weak human, good for you." The wolf told him. Mark couldn't really believe that this was the Mikael he knew. The man in front of him was the least annoying and a huge jerk. He had nothing to do with the funny and caring young man he had met.

"You know what." Mark said with a cold smile and he stood up getting off the stool he was sitting. "You came to me, you woke me up and said you needed my help. I was very willing to hear you out but now all I have to say is fuck you Mikael" Mark said.

"Mark! Wait please...." Luke called his name but the red haired didn't even hesitate. He stormed out the room leaving everyone behind. "Fix it." Luke said at his best friend angrily. "Fucking fix it. Now!" He shouted and Mikael was forced to go after him. 

He hadn't gone far, he wasn't even running actually and Mikael managed to catch up to him very easily. He grabbed his wrist, making him stop right in front of a huge window. The sun was getting in, landing on Mark's pale face, his hair a bright copper under the hot rays, his eyes warm and sweet like honey. He was very pretty, looking at his best during spring when the sun would shine on his face. 

"What do you want?" Mark asked him. He had pulled his hand away, not wanting to be touched by him.

"I'm sorry." Mikael said.

"I don't think you mean it. There is no feeling in it." The red haired said, crossing his arms over his chest 

"I'm sorry okay? Things have been a bit shitty for me and I guess I kind of let it out on you" he said, looking at the ground. 

"I heard your search was a failure" Mark commented and the blond man smiled bitterly.

"Yes, it was." 

"Where did she come from?"

"I was lonely, she was nice and she liked me. Somehow she found herself involved in all of this" Mikael said. "I don't want to be a jerk to her."

"You don't like her." Mark concluded. He didn't need Mikael to tell him he was right, it was obvious the way he talked about her.

"I've only ever liked two people. Scarlet and you. I lost them both." 

"Well being an idiot does that to you. You rejected me remember?" Mark told him. 

"Believe me I do. I was confused." The wolf told him and Mark laughed 

"Seems to be a werewolf thing then. That or you and Luke are complete idiots. Maybe that's why you're inseparable."

"You've always enjoyed insulting me didn't you?" Mikael said, a faint smile on his face as he said that.

"Maybe. I guess you're easy pray. Blondes are said to be stupid after all."

"Gingers come from hell" Mikael told him.

"Better than being dumb and....confused" he said, mimicking the depressed way the wolf had said it. "Don't hurt that poor girl. Break up with her and spend some time with yourself. Figure things out. That's the best thing you could do" he told him. He meant that as an advice. He didn't hate Mikael, he had liked him, a lot and he had been hurt by him, a lot but still, he never thought of him as a bad person. Stupid, maybe but not bad, that's why he wanted him to be happy. 

"I missed you" Mikael told him and Mark stared at him, quiet. The wolf took a step towards him, trying to close the distance between them and Mark gulped.

"This is going towards the wrong direction." He said when he felt his back touch the cold wall. Mikael placed his palm right next to his head, their eyes meeting and his intentions were clear.

"Is it?" He asked him and leaned in closer.. He was trying to kiss him.