Chapter Seven
And God saw the light, that it was good:

"Now is the judgment of this world; now will the ruler of this world be cast out." John 12:31

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Warning(s)
Unsolicited flirting, vague homophobia
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Not much to Raphael's surprise, Asmodeus worked in a bar. He assumed that he was the reason he hadn't gone to work for the past few days, but whatever. He couldn't care less about Asmodeus's mortal life. Or about Asmodeus's life in general. He just wanted to see his work so he could get a little bit more understanding of the human world. Time flies by fast when you're an angel so he wasn't really "up to speed" about everything going on with the mortals.

"Deumo!" A voice exclaimed as Asmodeus and Raphael stepped into the neon lit bar. A young, blue haired woman appeared out of no where and suddenly hugged Asmodeus, or Deumo, as she had called him.

"Márcia!" Asmodeus responded in the same tone, hugging the girl back with the same kind of gusto she had.

Suddenly she pulled away with a frown, though her hands stayed on the side of his arms. "Thomas said you were sick or something, but you're better now right?" Asmodeus nodded and she grinned, before seemingly noticing Raphael next to him. "Who are you?" Her eyes narrowed.

Asmodeus swung an arm around Raphael's shoulder with a grin. "This is my roommate Raphael, he's from Ohio but he just moved here so I've been showing him around a bit." He seemed to lie as easily as if he had been doing it since birth. Although, all things considered, that wasn't that unlikely.

Márcia gaze him a slight once over before her suspicious gaze suddenly turned as cheerful as before as she gaze him a hug too. "Welcome then! Any friend of Deumo's is a friend of mine!"

"Márcia! Hurry up! It's almost 6!" A voice suddenly yelled from across the room as a man peeked his head out from behind a door. His eyes widened. "Eh? Is that Asmodeus? Thank God, hurry up and get to work!" Without another word, he disappeared back behind the door.

Márcia rolled her eyes and glanced back at them. "You heard the man," she said before jogging to where the man had disappeared. Asmodeus turned back to Raphael, removing his arm from his shoulders.

"You can just sit by the bar if you want, it'll be a while until I'm done so feel free to do whatever," he told him and Raphael nodded. Asmodeus smiled a little before quickly leaving him and following after Márcia.

Raphael, now alone once again, did as the blond had suggested and took a seat at the bar.

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After only a little bit of time had passed, the bar was open and humans had begun to appear. Their voices were all loud, filling the room with laughter and words and so much talking that Raphael really didn't know what to do about it. He'd never really been in any place like this, so loud and boisterous. Especially not with so many humans.

"You doing okay?"

Raphael's head turned suddenly at the sound of the voice, his dark eyes meeting with Asmodeus's as he nodded slightly. The demon smiled.

"Good, if it gets too much for you feel free to step outside or something," he told him before handing him a familiar drink. "Just relax a little bit, alright Raphael? I'll be right back."

Raphael took a sip of the drink. Honey and vodka. Asmodeus had given him such a thing before, only a day earlier. That was crazy to think about. He felt as if he'd been here for longer than that. He was getting...used to being mortal. Even if he hated to say such a thing, it was still true. Fuck.

He turned his gaze towards the end of the bar, easily finding Asmodeus who was handing a lady a drink. He watched her take the drink from him, her hand brushing against his for a moment longer than Raphael liked. He said something with a smirk on his freckled face which caused the lady to laugh, and she playfully hit his shoulder. His eyes narrowed and he moved to stand up before suddenly there was a hand on his shoulder. He turned.

"What's a handsome guy like you doing in a place like this?" A blonde haired lady had sat in the seat next to his, her long red nails slowly trailing down his arm before she looked back up at him.

"My- my roommate works here," he told her, slowly sitting back down. He glanced back at Asmodeus, who was still talking to the girl, before he turned back to the lady in front of him. He gave her a smile.

She smiled back.

"What's your name, handsome?" The lady asked as she rested her elbow on the bar table, gazing up at him with her blue eyes covered partially by her long, black eyelashes. She was quite pretty.

"Raphael."

She raised an eyebrow.

"What a pretty name, it fits you quite well, Raphael," she purred. The man felt himself tense. It felt...weird to hear her say his name. Especially in that tone. It reminded him of Asmodeus.

He glanced back over to where Asmodeus was. The demon was still laughing with the girl but this time, as Raphael looked over at them, their eyes met for a second. However, it was interrupted as he felt a pair of fingers on his cheek and his face was turned back towards the ladies.

"What are you drinking?" She motioned towards the drink he had set down.

"Oh- something my friend made."

The lady raised an eyebrow. "Really? Are you two...?" Her voice trailed off a bit and Raphael gave her a confused look, not exactly understanding what she was trying to say.

"Are you two...dating?" His eyes widened.

"Oh no- we're not-" he started quickly and she gave a small laugh.

"I was just asking, I didn't mean anything by it, you don't look...you know," she laughed again, suddenly placing her hand on his thigh. He tensed. "You're much too handsome to be interested in men, of course."

Raphael took another, larger sip of his drink. He felt strangely hazy.

"And are- are you interested in men? Or women? Or just people?" He asked and she giggled, hitting his thigh gently.

"You're too funny, Raphael, of course I'm interested in women," she gave him a look. "Or like- do I look like a lesbian? I'm not." She laughed again. He shifted slightly in his seat as he took another sip.

"Are you alright?" The lady asked, leaning closer to him, her hand still on his thigh.

"Yeah I'm just- I'm-" he laughed uncomfortably, glancing back towards where Asmodeus had been with the girl, though now he was nowhere to be found. He took another sip of his drink. And then another. The lady kept gazing at him. She bite her lip. He took another sip.

"When you're done with that drink, how about we go find someplace quieter to-"

"Kaitlyn," a familiar voice suddenly interrupted and Raphael's gaze snapped up to see Asmodeus standing in front of them.

He felt his heart skip a beat.

There was a dangerous look in the demons eyes as he gazed at the lady, his gaze slowly passing from her hand on his thigh then back up to her face.

"Heyyy, Asmo," she greeted casually, though Raphael suddenly felt her long red nails dig into his thigh.

"Fuck- ow," he whined softly as he tried to move his thigh away, and Asmodeus's gaze snapped towards him, softening for less than half a second before he glanced back at the lady, Kaitlyn.

"Let him go, he clearly doesn't want to be around you," he growled and took a step forward, placing a hand on Raphael's shoulder.

"Come on, Asmo, I'm not doing anything wrong. We've just been drinking a bit," she shrugged, though her smile had gotten darker as soon as the demon got closer.

"Kaitlyn..." He warned, eyes narrowed. She scoffed, but finally removed her hand from Raphael's thigh, to which he was very grateful. The lady, Kaitlyn, stood up.

"You're no fun," she told him as she rolled her eyes, before glancing back at Raphael. "You, however. I like you. I'll talk to you later when this guard dog isn't around." She gave Asmodeus a look, to which he responded with a seething smile.

"Go fuck off now, thanks bitch."

With that, Kaitlyn disappeared into the crowd.

Asmodeus glanced back at Raphael, taking a step closer as he leaned over him for a second. Raphael tensed again, but for a different reason as he felt his heart speed up suddenly. The demons black shirt fell loosely around his skin, and the way he leaned over him gave him a clear view of his collarbones and a bit more than he'd normally probably see. He took a breath.

The demon glanced at him, noticing the sudden change as he stopped, his hand grabbing onto Raphael's cup.

"You alright?" He asked as their eyes met, chuckling lightly.

'Are you two...dating?"

"I'm- yeah. Yeah I am."

Asmodeus leaned back away from him, his drink in hand as he took a short sip. He must have saw the confused look on Raphael's face, as he quickly explained.

"I'm just checking to see if she messed with it, you never know with her sort."

"Oh..."

Asmodeus shrugged and handed him back his drink. "It's good, don't worry," he reassured him quickly. "Just watch your drink when there's this many people around." He motioned vaguely at the crowds and the people at the bar. Raphael nodded. He smiled.

'Are you two...dating?"

"She asked me if I liked men...?"

Asmodeus tensed slightly, but otherwise didn't change as he raised an eyebrow.

"Well, do you?" He asked with a small chuckle.

Raphael shrugged vaguely. "I'm an- I was an angel. We don't- I'd never felt any human things like that. It just didn't happen. I dunno. I-"

"Hey, Raphael," Asmodeus interrupted him, putting a hand on his shoulder as he leaned down a bit to level their gazes. "Don't stress about it. You don't have to know, you've only just now become human. You don't have to know anything. You're like an above average intelligence baby."

Raphael raised an eyebrow.

Asmodeus rolled his eyes. "You get what I mean. Anyways, I've got to get back to work, so try to stay out of trouble for a bit." He gave him a smile. He just nodded in response. With that, he left him alone at the bar once again.

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"Your friend okay?" Márcia asked Asmodeus as he returned back behind the bar. He nodded. She nodded back. "That's good. He's nice."

He raised an eyebrow at her as he started making more drinks. "Nice how?"

She shrugged. "He seems oddly...comfortable. I don't know how to describe it. Like I'd trust him with my drink type thing ya feel me?" She shrugged again as she put her curly, vibrant blue hair into a short ponytail.

Asmodeus nodded vaguely, glancing back over across the bar to where Raphael was sitting and slowly drinking his drink. Their eyes met for a second, but he looked away first.

Márcia raised an eyebrow and chuckled, shaking her head.

"You're a mess, Deumo," she told him, but before he could respond she had turned away to go and talk to a customer, leaving him confused.

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