2nd Request! Thank you to @Jefflovesben4life for this one! It was really fun to write and I apologize if its a bit over the place. Enjoy!

Jack stood looking down at the water below him, it was swooshing and comforting, he had felt lonely lately and it seemed the ocean kept him company more than anyone. He had a harsh break up lately too, causing him to fill his boots with alcohol - Taking the Irish thing one stop further and that night with the waves below and stars above, he could've jumped, and would have - If it wasn't for one thing.
An angel, with an obscure accent. He looked like a normal person, minus the halo of course. He had blue eyes and a calm smile.
"Please don't jump." He spoke, A Swedish accent here and there. Jack had to rub his eyes, he didn't remember taking drugs.
"Im real, Im your guardian angel, actually! Boss says you're a special one." The green haired man didn't believe this, so approached this... angel. He put his hand out, and met another. "I'm Felix, by the way." The angel continued to speak. Jack had to sit down, this was real? Or was he so drunk out of his mind, that he was seeing a Swedish angel!?
Turns out, he wasn't that lucky. The angel followed him home and they talked, ducking into alleyways in case someone heard the green haired man speaking to himself. The last thing he needed was to be insane. Jack didn't realize it until now, walking in this alleyway - but this angel had saved his life. Perhaps that was his job.
Unfortunately, when there's an angel, there's a devil too. Before Jack could say what the fuck, a red headed man with a pointy tail stood before Felix and him too. Oh great, An Angel and a devil in one night! How luck Jack was!... Not.
"God dammit, you got to him before me." The presumably, devil spoke.
"Why do you always get the cute ones!?" The red headed American spoke, eye-ing Jack closely.
So wait, Jack had met an angel and devil - and that devil flirted with him? Fantastic.
"Alright back off fireball, I'm not into tails and horns." Jack said, rubbing his temples.
"But you're into halos and wings? Oh please." The devil spoke smugly.
"Pack it in, Mark go to hell will ya?" Felix said, rolling his eyes.
Mark wasn't budging, He wanted this one.
"Get lost Fe. I want him." Jacks eyes nearly popped out his skull.
"Steady there, Satan. We've just met."
In reality, Jack wanted neither - Even if Mark was cute and had a ridiculously smooth voice for someone risen from hell.

Felix looked up at the sky, as if it had a message written in it.

"I'm sorry Jack, Ill leave you in the hands of this one whilst I go on another job." The Swede said, rushing off into the night. He didn't want to be in the hands of a devil, but he nodded. Its not like he could argue with a damn angel.
"Heyyyy, Jack." He hated the fact Mark knew his name.
"Im gonna set fire to everything you love." Jack began to panic, but then he spoke again.
Mark lit himself on fire.
And Jack couldn't help but laugh.
The pickup lines didn't stop there, though.
"I thought you came from hell too, you're pretty hot." Jack shook his head, was this really happening?
It was.
"Aren't you meant to be torturing me or something?" He asked, it was a serious question. Thats what Devils did, right?
"I mean if you wanna get kinky, sure." The Irishman blushed and shoved the devil, what did he expect from him really?
"Yknow, this would never work, right?"
"Is it the horns?" Mark asked, smiling.

Turns out, Jack was stuck with Mark and his horns and bad pick up lines for a long time. Jack would've thought he'd torture  him with bad lines and get in his way then leave, but The devil wasn't going anywhere.  Mark looked like a devil but he had an angelic heart really, at least for Jack he did. The Irishman must've been crazy, but he came to enjoy Marks company and bad pick up lines.

He still wasn't sure about the horns, though.