[1x1] [Peggy_ & lunar mantis .]

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Isaiah shrugged, watching on as Damon stamped the cigarette out. "Yeah, well, they still smell bad," he objected, not wanting to let the other boy have the last word. The angel could be stubborn like that, sometimes. He paused when Damon put his jacket around his shoulders, and then smiled up at him. "Thank you," he spoke, pulling the jacket tighter around himself. Maybe he'd get used to the cold weather.

The angel allowed himself to be led by the hand back to Damon's apartment. Whenever he pointed something out, Isaiah would gaze at it curiously, and soon decided that he should come back during the day so that he could get a proper look at the landmarks. "This is nice," Isaiah commented on the apartment as Damon took him towards the bathroom. "Thank you, Damon," Isaiah smiled sweetly, waiting until the boy had left before shutting the door.

He showered for a while - he'd ended up being a lot muckier than he had first thought back in the field. He was still a bit bruised and sore from the fall, but at least none of the scrapes were bleeding anymore. Angels healed quickly, anyway. Once he had gotten changed into the clothes that Damon had left for him, Isaiah ventured out into the hall to find the other boy.

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Damon

Damon sat in the kitchen, he had changed into a white tee shirt and blue jeans. He was cooking over the stove, the smell of roasting vegetables and searing meat filled the air as he turned, “Well Don’t you look better” he smirked, his dark eyes still betraying nothing but cold and calculating, a one point his irises were a gorgeous blue but once he fell the color faded leaving them a dark grey almost black. “I hope you like steak and roasted vegetables”

He placed two plates on the table with a sigh as he served up the dinner and took down two wine glasses, “Do y’all drink up in heaven yet?” He held the two glasses, “Its certainly worth trying.” He pulled out a bottle of wine and poured both glasses handing one to Isaiah. “Hope you enjoy dinner.” He started on his plate cutting the meat into thin strips before eating, silent and stoic.

Years ago, he would have been full of laughter and life. Joking, smiling, ready to be bright and happy. It had seemed even though he smiled, it was only a surface reaction, a muscle memory he couldn’t kick.The angel he had been before the fall had most definitely left him. An empty shell is how he felt, without a purpose.

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He stepped into the kitchen, smiling bashfully at Damon's comment but not answering. "That smells nice," Isaiah said, wandering over to Damon so that he could peer down at the food he was cooking. He then stepped out of the way so that Damon could put the plates on the table, before smiling at his question. "We do. Sometimes. Rarely," he admitted, watching as the boy poured the wine.

Isaiah moved to sit down at his place at the table, waiting until Damon had sat down too before starting on his food. "Thank you," he smiled, pausing to try a mouthful and then looking over at Damon again. "It's very good," he commented, before turning back to his plate. The angel was quiet for a while, unsure of what he should talk about. Damon seemed different now, definitely not as smiley and happy as he remembered him to be. Isaiah didn't want to comment on that, though. He'd hate to push the wrong buttons - he wasn't scared of the demon, he just didn't want to upset him.

"I'm glad that you're the one who found me," Isaiah said at last, reaching over to pick up his glass and then sipping at the wine. "Do you like it here? On earth?" he added, sitting back a little and watching Damon through pale blue eyes.

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Damon

He laughed and sipped his wine, “I’m not surprised the higher ups still have sticks where the un don’t shine.” He smiled over the table at the other male across from him, “You pick up a few skills after two years here.” he took a bite of food in the silence as he ate, trying to think about what he could say.

When Isaiah spoke he looked up his grey eyes studying the other male, “Yeah I like it, people are interesting, no one questions me or is super nosy. There are bad people but I can handle that. Otherwise it’s a blast. I enjoy more than heaven or hell. No one orders me around here,” He pushed dark hair back from his eyes, “Yeah, I’d hate to see how long it took you to figure your way around without me” He let out another mirthless laugh

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Isaiah placed his glass back down on the table, nodding as he listened to Damon speak. "You'll have to show me around sometime," he suggested, before going quiet again as he finished off the last of his meal. Once he was done, he rested his hands on his lap and laughed softly at Damon's comment. "It's true. I'd be lost without you," Isaiah agreed, watching Damon when he laughed. It didn't really seem as if there was any real emotion there, and of course it concerned the angel.

"And how have you been holding up? Are you okay?" he asked, idly twirling a strand of white hair around his finger as he spoke. It was a bit of a nervous habit. He wanted to make sure that everything was okay, but he also didn't want to intrude.

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Damon

He nodded and finished his glass of wine and food before taking the plate putting them in the dishwasher, “Yeah I’ll show you around.” He turned as he took the glasses and began to clean them, he couldn’t risk them breaking in the dishwasher. Then he heard the question and he put the glasses away and his back turned, he clenched the counter.

How was he holding up? He had been cast out of both the home he knew. Abandoned because he had ideas? Abandoned because he challenged one point in a rule? Left to fend for himself, unlike the angels he want raised with the loving arms of most and unlike the demons he wasn’t raised to not be emotional. He felt like he was stuck in between the two, not fitting in with either, so how was he holding up? Considering that he hadn’t had a mental breakdown he turned and leaned on the counter, “I’m holding up fine”

He smiled and motioned to the living room, “I can sleep on the couch and you can have my bedroom” he walked over, “And before you argue I’m insisting you deserve it” He ran a hand through his hair, “I will need a shower though”

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He watched as Damon started to clean up, quietly thanking him when he took his plate away. Isaiah noticed the way Damon tensed after his question, and suddenly he felt bad for asking it in the first place. "I'm sorry," he apologised, standing up and walking over to the demon. Isaiah placed a hand on Damon's arm, trying to provide at least a little comfort. "You must have been through a lot. You didn't deserve it," he said, and then stopped himself before he made it worse. He moved his hand away, coughing awkwardly, and was about to change the subject but Damon beat him to it.

"Are you sure?" Isaiah asked, looking towards the living room. "You've already done enough for me, I don't mind sleeping on the couch."

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Damon
His arm tensed even more after the touch, he wasn’t used to anyone sympathizing for him. He felt a laugh bubble when he started to laugh uncontrollably sinking to ground head in hands, “But I did deserve it! Every single bit of it. I was never meant to be like you or anyone else!” He laughed, it was almost crazed,”But I was never meant to be a demon either, I never fit in anywhere” Suddenly it stopped quickly as he stood.

“No I insist I take the couch, it’s the gentleman like thing to do for you” He hopped over and onto the couch, “I’ll be ok out here all by my little lonesome” he made an over dramatized puppy dog face with a smirk gracing his features a few seconds later

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Isaiah was taken aback by Damon's almost crazed laughter, and he wasn't sure what to do. It was over as quickly as it had started, though, and the angel decided not to speak about it. There would be plenty of time to talk about these things, but not right now.

He nodded, looking on as Damon sat himself down on the couch. "Okay," he agreed at last, trying not to laugh at the face Damon was making. "Well, I'll wait here if you wanted to have your shower now," Isaiah offered, still standing in the kitchen.

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Damon
He hopped up and walked to the bathroom, “Yeah thanks” he called out as he ran the water and showered. A little while later he walked out his hair still wet dressed in black pj pants and a black shirt with white lettering that read, “A demon in the streets but an angel in the sheets” He was actuallly chuckling. “I saw this in a store...I really couldn’t resist”

He hopped on the couch and laid down grabbing the extra blanket from the table. “Pajamas are in the second drawer of the chest of drawers to your right!” He called out as he clapped turning off the living room lights, “good night sweetheart” he called out