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Placing his hand into his, Alastor fingers intertwined with his. βI donβt knowβ¦ have any suggestions?β The Nephilim asked, tilting his head slightly.
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The way he smiled towards the Nephilim just made him relax even more. The tension was gone from his shoulders as he moved towards the redhead.
βI missed you tooβ¦β
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The words that came from the devil, wasnβt the words he was expecting.
ββ¦.Lucifer..β the anger was gone from his tone, his body relaxing more then the Nephilim even noticed.
βBecause being without you has shown me I donβt like it. Not having you around not being able to hold you. I felt it deeper the. Anything else. You became apart of me, so woven in everything that I felt like I was missing something very important when I was there and you here.β
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His eyes softly slightly, his eyes watching the redhead. Putting the anger to the side he could see he was meaning what he was sayingβ¦ but that didnβt put out the anger all the way. The hurt was still there.
βI donβt want it to happen againβ¦β
He flinched, yes yes he did go that. βI didnβt mean to give you silence.β
He kept his tone soft, though his emotions were still loud in the words. βI didnβt mean to leave you alone so long.β
He hated himself for hurting Alastor. Hated that the other thought he wanted to be -
Apart from the other.
As much as he wanted to reach out he knew he needed to let Alastor come to him. He had taken a lot from him; his life on earth, the angelic sideβ¦. His innocence.
The Devil in him chose to corrupt what was once Alexander, and helped create Alastor. -