I got glitter pens. I'm so happy rn.

Romeo is a sparkly boi.

Enjoy~!

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Snow fell onto the ground, however it was warm inside of the mansion. Our angel of pink sat curled up in the vampire's lap.

Hallow surfed through channels, a bored expression on his face, it seemed like nothing interesting was on. Again.

Cupid had his glasses on, going through his satchel of many letters, he wrote back to them with a pink glitter pen.

It was almost ten thirty at night, Most of the others were asleep or doing their own thing.

Asher was working in the garage again, he loved to work on cars during his free time.

Lockheart was having his cold fever again, Cupid had left him something to eat by the door over an hour ago.

Fear was.. Somewhere. It was hard to tell with how quiet he was. But the vampire thought he had heard the familiar tapping of the widows legs a few times.

Coby had a bad hangover from the night before so he slept the day away, and only came down for coffee.

Amour was most likely asleep, or reading manga. He stayed up late he rarely slept.

And Romeo....

Cupid suddenly gasps. "Oh my gosh  I can't believe I forgot!"

Hallow's ears perk, he sets the remote down. "Are you okay angel cake?"

"I forgot to pick up Romeo from work! Ugh.. He's probably been waiting for hours!" Cupid huffs and steps off the couch quickly throwing on the pumpkin coat his boyfriend had given him.

Hallow stands and stretches his wings. "Baby, vwhy don't you let me get him? You've got all these letters to sort through."

Cupid smiles. "Would you!? Oh my goodness! Thank you Honeybat!" The angel hugs the tall vampire, nuzzling his cheek against his ecto stomach.

Hallow chuckles kissing the angels forehead. "Sure thing. Just don't vwork yourself too hard." He winks and grabs his car keys.

"Vwe'll see ya in a bit. Bye bye my blood orange." The vampire waves before heading out the door.

Cupid's cheeks flush as he waves back.

"Do you need a hand with dinner?" Fears voice makes the angel squeak, he turns to face the widow who's already dresses in an apron.

The window chuckles and takes the angel by the hand and guides him into the kitchen.

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Hallow sat in the parking lot of the 'club' Romeo worked at, his orange mustang had the heat on as he scrolled through his phone, clearly bored.

"F*ck off Stacy, I'm not going to your f*cking baby shower!"

Hallows ears perk at the Incubus's voice, he turns his music down and unlocks the doors for him.

Romeo had a purple coat on with bright pink fur lining the hood, despite how cold it was he still wore that short leather skirt, thigh high fishnets.

Hallow had no idea how Romeo never fell in those high stiletto's, even on ice!

"My ride is here. No Brittany you can't have his number. Shut the f*ck up! No! He's gay!"

Hallow snickered at that one, Romeo opened the door and plopped his self in the leather seat of the passenger side.

"Ugh... My feet hurt." He complains, after buckling his seatbelt. He props his thick legs on the dash.

He smelled of alcohol and heavy perfume, he was even covered I'm body glitter. It was.. Sickly sweet but.. Oddly intoxicating.

"I see that vwork vwent vwell." Hallow snickers, beginning to drive his car out of the parking lot.

Romeo rolls his eyes. "Don't get smart with me batty boy. Just.. Girls can get a bit to grabby.. Men too."

Hallow nods his head and turns on the radio, only for the demon to shut it back off.

"Hey!"

"Yuck, you listen to this shit? Please, where are you from the eighteen hundreds? Oh.. Wait. Yeah you are." The demon teases, turning the radio back on to some pop music.

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It wasn't until they got stuck at a red light until the incubus spoke up again.

"So, how are things with the angel?" He asks, filing his long claws with a nail file.

Hallows cheeks flush a light orange. "Oh, great actually! He's the sweetest. He's like a little wife..."

"Put it back in your pants. You're not f*cking him yet. And you're most certainly NOT having little vampires with him." Romeo sends him a side glare.

Hallow's eyes widen. "Vwhat?! We haven't been together that long yet!"

Romeo rolls his eyes. "I see the way you look at him, and I know the kinds of thoughts you have when he isn't around. Dirty boy."

The bright orange blush on the bats cheeks even lights up the car. "Vwhat!? How did you-"

"Honey, you seem to forget I'm the being of lust. I put the hot in thot, I know everything." The demon winks.

The vampire folds his ears as sweat goes down his forehead, even his blush brightens.

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The two of them stopped at the front porch, Romeo's hand on his hip as he stared up at the vampire.

"Its great Cupid finally took time off his job and found someone like you to take care of him when I can't. But..."

The demons eyes fade and leave behind empty sockets. "If you hurt him, or break his heart or if he comes to me crying, I'll cut your d*ck off."

Hallow puts his hands up in surrender. "N-noted!"

His seductive magenta eye lights return as does his signature smirk. "Good! Glad we cleared that up!"

With a hip sway the demon entered the mansion, his tail bouncing behind him.

Hallow stands there in shock.

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The angel had fallen asleep in his paperwork again, his glasses crooked on his face as he snored cutely.

Hallow smiles and lays his fluffy pumpkin coat over him, and removes his glasses to set them on the coffee table.

"Psst."

Hallows ears perk at the noise and he looks around the room until his eyes meet the magenta ones on top of the railing.

Romeo slides a finger across his throat as a warning. "Remember our chat today, batty buns.~!"

Hallow shakily nods as the demon leaves, and the sound of high heels is heard down the hall.

Hallow lets out a sigh of relief, then looks back down at the sleeping angel. He smiles softly and runs a single phalange down his boyfriends cheek.

Something metal goes soaring through the air, and barely grazes his cheek. Leaving a cut.

The vampire's eyes widen when he sees the knife pierced into the wall, his cheek stung like a paper cut.

Leaning his arms on top of the back of the couch stood Amour, blindfold missing and a smirk on his face.

He gulps..

He'd hope this relationship would last, otherwise he's next on the chopping block.

End..! Idk I'm bored.