(Mel's POV)

    I like him. I like him a lot. I had the biggest crush on Wilford Warfstache possible, and there wasn't a single doubt in my mind about it. As he carried me back to the house, I rested my head against his back, hiding my face so nobody could see the blush that rested on my face. As he walked, I replayed all the memories he had showed me earlier. All the happiness, and joy, and love. He showed me a lot of memories that involved Dark, who I guess is his brother. I chuckled as I thought of how much nicer he was than how the videos portrayed him. But my smile soon faltered. I don't think he meant to, but Wilford had also shown me... darker memories. Times where he felt useless and alone, times where he had tried to hurt himself, times when... oh god, I shouldn't have dragged him to cliff. Not wonder he had a panic attack there, the thoughts that the area must have brought back to him... I couldn't bear thinking about it. I couldn't bear thinking about him upset.

    "Mel?" He whispered softly to me, as not wanting to disturb me. "Are you okay?" His voice was soft and sweet when he spoke gently to me. His arms stayed wrapped around my legs, supporting me as much as he could though it seemed effortless on him. I just hummed in response, tightening my grip on his shoulders. I didn't want to ever let go of him. I was afraid he'll have another panic attack, and I didn't want him to be alone. Having an attack that bad with no one there to comfort you is a terrible experience. One I hoped no one would ever have."Please tell me," he pleaded. "I'll be okay, I promise." He smiled sweetly back at me.

    "I'm just worried about you. Are you gonna be okay?" I muttered. It wasn't completely false, but I couldn't share everything on my mind. It would end up embarrassing both of us.

    "Whatcha mean?" He stops and glances back at me curiously. I don't think he knows what he showed me at all. Is it bad I'm hoping he only saw the happy memories? I don't want him to feel lonely or scared. I wanted him to be happy. I wanted him to smile, just like he had been all day while I was with him. If me being there was all it took to make him smile, then I never wanted to leave his side. "Mel?" Oops, I forgot he had asked me a question. I just shrugged and hummed again, since I had forgotten what he had asked. I looked out at the forest behind us, relishing in how calm it seemed out there. He seemed to just brush it off, at least for now, as we finally arrived back at the house. "Knock, knock!" He called out jokingly since this was his own house too.

    "Oh, yer back," Jack says from the couch as Mark is curled up on his lap happily asleep. As we made our way past them, I saw Jack smirking widely at us before giving me a thumbs up. "Make yer ship sail!" He whispered and God knows I hope Wilford didn't hear him as my face turns a bright red. "Jean and Mad are in her room if yer lookin' for 'em," he says one more time before continuing to watch whatever he and Mark had been watching earlier.

    "Hey Wil, can you drop me off at the guest room?" I asked quietly, both do to my embarrassment and the fact that I didn't want to wake Mark.

     "Oh, yeah! Of course!" He exclaims as I hear Mark groan and Jack silently cursing Wilford out. I giggle a bit as Wil makes his way towards the guest room. "Oh! Uhm... I may have forgotten to say this earlier but... Uhm... Jean had asked us to grab some of your clothes for you so... You'll actually have your own clothing!" He says though I know he's blushing horribly right now and I couldn't help but find it absolutely adorable.

     "All of my stuff is back at my apartment though, so how are we supposed to get there?" I ask since I figured we were rather far away.

    "It's... Uhm... it's already in your room... Not all of it! Just some items..." Just as we reach my room, he sets me down, hiding his face from me. I walk into the room, confused. I go to the closet and open it, finding a few articles of clothing tucked away. Using further inspection, they were all mine.

    "How did you guys get this stuff?" He shrugs, still not looking me in the eyes. He mumbled something about Jean knowing or someone. I could barely hear much less understand him. I just shrugged and went over the bed, sitting on the edge then falling back so I was lying down with my feet dangling over the edge. I wasn't entirely sure what to do next, so I just lay there in complete silence with Wilford standing in the doorway.

    "I-I'll let you be. I need to go check on my brother anyways," he gave me a sheepish smile, still embarrassed by something, before walking away. As his footsteps disappeared, I heard another set approach.

    "Did yer have fun?" A thick Irish accent asked me. Glancing up, I notice Anti had taken Wilford's place, leaning on my door frame. He seemed content and extremely confident, a bit different from what some people of Jack's community believed him to be at times.

    "You could say that..." I tried to sound upbeat and happy, but my voice trailed off at the end as I once again think of his panic attack. I could feel my entire mood darken, and a frown tugged at my lips.

     "Mel, hun?" His smirk disappeared rapidly to be replaced with a strong look of concern. He moved to my side and sat beside me on my bed. "What happened, sweetie? Do I need to kick his arse? I will! I swear if he hurt ya I will make him regret it," he nearly growled out. Note to self, never piss off Anti. No matter how cuddly and sweet he seemed, he still was a demon and had the temper of one.

     "No no no!" I said quickly, not wanting Wilford to get hurt in any way. "He..." I took a deep breath. There couldn't be any harm in telling Anti, right? "We went over to the cliff and he had a panic attack. It seemed really bad, he couldn't calm down until I helped him." I sat up as I was speaking, and turned a bit so I was slightly facing Anti. His blue and green eyes were filled with concern as I told him what had gone down.

    "Thank you for helping him... He's better than he used ta be yer know?" He chuckles gently. "I'm happy there's someone else that can help him now. And it seems yer helped him faster than Dark could've. Which is a miracle to be honest." He smiles kindly at me as he squeezes my hand before letting go. "What else is on yer mind? It's spinning too much just ta be that, sweetheart."

    "Uhh, it's nothing!" The words came out the way too quickly, making it even more obvious than before that I was hiding something. "I just mean, it's not important." The look Anti gave me very clearly said that he wasn't leaving until I confessed, but there was no way in Hell I was telling anyone I liked Wilford, so I guess he's just gonna have to get used to being here.

    "Yer either gonna tell me or imma guess in one go, sweetheart," he starts smirking at me as if he already knows what I'm thinking. "Yer body language ain't helpin' ya either sweetheart." A blush worked it's way onto my face for about the hundredth time these past few hours. I turned away from Anti, shaking my head. He already knew what I was thinking, so why not just avoid saying it and save myself the embarrassment? "Say out loud or... I'll tell Jean and if ya think I'M a pain in the arse, I promise you." He leaned into my ear, in a friendly manner though, and whispered. "She's twenty times worse," he giggled and waited for me to decide. My eyes widened at his threat. I already knew that Jean would never drop it if she'd found out, which was why she was the last person I would have told.

    "Okay, so," I said hesitantly, knowing I had no other choice but to tell the Irish demon. "I might have a crush on Wilford?" I looked down sheepishly, a deep, rose-colored blush staining my cheeks at the thought.

    "Perfect~" He giggles and lays back next to me. I stare at him with wide eyes, what the bloody hell was he thinking or planning now?!

    "Anti? I don't like that voice you just used," I whispered a bit fearfully. "You're planning something and I'm not sure I want to know what it is..."

    "Don't worry, sweetheart. I promise it's nothing bad. I swear on me life!" He held up one of his pinkies for me to take hold of and swear to it. "I don't break me promises, sweetheart. I just want yer two ta be happy." He smiles genuinely at me, the smile reaching from ear to ear.

     "Alright, fine." I reached forward and completed the pinkie promise. However, before I let go, I added one last bit. "Oh, and I'll be the one determining if it's 'bad'."

(Anti's POV)

     "Okay, fine but I promise it's not bad!" I exclaim as I chuckle at her. I see why Wilford has such a huge crush on her. She's very stunning and all but her personality is definitely addictive though I prefer me, Damien, honestly. She's very kind and loving. Even though I don't know her well, I know her and Wil are going ta be wonderfully happy together. I stood up and turned to Mel. "I'll see ya later!" She gave me a small wave as I teleported out of the room to go share my plan with him. I also needed to make sure my mate knew about his brother's panic attack, assuming Wilford hadn't told him already. I didn't have any doubts though, Wil usually went to his brother with any problem no matter how small without fail. Just as I open the door to our room, I caught the end of their brother time. I stay silent and watch them hug it out as Wilford starts to calm down again.

     "I just... I just don't want to mess this up, ya know?" Wilford sighs as my heart stops a bit. It took everything in my being not to jump in and hug the younger demon and tell him about Mel liking him back. I mean, I never swore I WOULDN'T tell him but... It would screw up my plans. his eyes flickered over to me over Wil's shoulder. He just had a sensed that I was there when I came in. He beckoned me over and I sat on the bed next to my mate, watching them quietly.

     "Everything alright, War?" I ask gently. I may already know but I didn't want him to know. He would start questioning things and he just needed comfort right now. I place a hand on his back and rub soothing circles as I wrap an arm around my mate's waist.

     "Yeah, I'm alright," He said, shooting me a small smile. I smiled back at him. I wanted to tell him the truth so badly, but I couldn't. I didn't want to betray Mel's trust like that, though, I'm sure in the long run she wouldn't care very much. I mostly didn't want to ruin my brilliant plan.

     "Hey War, can yer go check on the others, please? I gotta talk ta yer brother about something," I smile back gently as I catch Dam giving me the 'what da frook ya plannin'?!' look. I shushed with my own glare, as Wilford stood up, sliding out of his brother's arms.

     "Yeah, sure." He said as he walked out of the room. As soon as I was sure Wil was out of earshot, I turned to him and almost immediately the words came spilling out of my mouth.

     "Mel likes Wilford." He simply just smirked widely. I figured he knew already but still. If I didn't tell someone I was gonna explode! "And I have a plan for them," my happy smile twisted into a devilish grin.

     "Have I ever told you that I LOVE when you grin like that, babe? Because then I know you're planning something both endearing and twisted~," he coos at me. Even though we've been together for a Hell's worth of lives, he still knew how to make me blush. I crawl into his lap facing him and wrap my arms around his shoulders. His hands snake to my waist, resting on my hips as he pulls my body into his.

     "Do you wanna help me? It'll be more fun with help~" I whisper into his ears as I rest my head against his shoulder, breathing on his neck. He shivers under my touch, I love when I can affect him like this~

    "What's your plan, my lil SepticEye~?" He purrs into my ear. Why does he have to be so sinful?? "Because I was born this way love~" He says, answering my unspoken question. I snuggled up to Dami and spoke, my lips brushing against his skin.

      "I figured we could play a little game of Truth or Dare. It's an amusing game, and an easy way to get Mel to confess to Willy or vice versa. We can also make the other guys do really stupid shit and get some laughs out of it." I chuckle as I finish explaining my idea, and press my lips to Dam's neck in a light kiss. He groans a bit at my actions, extending his neck to give me more access.

     "When should we play? And should EVERYONE play~?" I hummed in response, trailing my lips on his neck for a few seconds before pulling away to answer.

     "Well, we'll be there, as will Mel and Wilford. We should definitely get Mad and Jean to join, we could have some fun with their budding romance." I did, however, remember how protective Dami was of Jean. "Only if you think she won't get angry at us. Anyone else who should join?" He growls a bit at me for being a tease before answer.

     "She won't. She needs to have a good time anyways. Maybe one of the mortal couples? Or should I say, soon-to-be couples?" He suggests and I greatly know whom he's talking about.

     "Alright, I'll go tell everyone to join us in the living room," I smirk and give him a kiss before climbing off him and teleporting around, giving everyone the word. I had to send the message to Wilford and Wade through the mental link since the first couldn't be found and the mortal was doing a live stream. I knock lightly on Jean's door before cracking it open.

     "Shhh," I heard a deep voice shush me. "She's still asleep." Mad informed me. I quickly walk across the room and lean against her bedroom to find Jean was curled up on Mad's chest, soundly asleep.

     "Now that's adorable~" I whisper sweetly as he smiles. He actually didn't have his mask on for once and I don't think he noticed. Then again, there were only a few of us he was okay with seeing what he hid.

     "What did you need?" Mad said quietly, not once taking his eyes from Jean. His hand ran through her hair gently, in a calming manner, as if we were trying to keep her asleep. I decided it was best to just speak through a mind link, as to not wake Jean. I'm planning a little game of Truth or Dare, would you and Jean care to join us later?

     Who's playing...? He asks, still in a whisper. He was completely enchanted with her being in his arms. They were so sweet together and I was extremely happy to see them together finally.

     Dami, myself, Wil, Mel, Bob, and Wade. I answer quickly. After dinner? Dami and Willy I believe have dinner duty tonight. All Mic did in response was a nod.

    I'll tell Jean once she wakes. This time I nod, and quickly slip out of the room, quietly closing the door behind me. Now that I had shared the game plan with everyone, I decided to head back to my shared room with my mate. I teleported there, only to find that he had left at some point. I sighed and sat on our bed, playing games on my phone as I waited for him to return.

    Dinner will be ready at eight, Mr. SepticEye~ His deep voice rumbled through my mind. Deep, seductive without even trying; he truly was my perfect half. I chuckle as I think back to him. I look over at the clock at seeing that it's only 7:05. What the Hell are they making that's gonna take almost an hour? I put my phone on the nightstand beside my bed and lie down. I have time to take a nap I guess. I yawned and snuggled into one of our pillows, breathing the bit of Damien's scent that lingered on it. I just hoped that I would wake up on time. Last time I overslept Darki punished me. Then again, I don't really mind his so-called "punishments". Especially when the tables are turned and I have a moment of actually having him at my mercy. A wide smile spreads on my lips as I fall into a comfy cat nap with dreams that would make any fanboy or fangirl blush madly.