The Daemon
The Daemon
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Title: The Demon
Rating: PG
Pairings: 1+2
Warnings: Story 3 of the ficlet
arc, OOC, odd, slight sap, Heero POV.
I’ve fallen in love with a demon. I suppose
it’s slightly unconventional. Take one look at him and the first thought is class=GramE>‘ beautiful’, the second is ‘ there’s no way he doesn’t
belong to someone’, the third is ‘ should I go say hi to him?’ The fourth is
the most crucial:
‘ sweetstyle='font-size:16.0pt'>, innocent, precious, an angel…’
This thought is incorrect. He is beautiful.
He is sweet. He is precious. He is not innocent. He is no angel. He is mine. He
is a demon. And I love him. He has seen things that make me shudder. class=GramE>Has scars that make me wince. He is kind, he is vicious. He
gives his love freely to me. By doing so, he is dragging my soul into hell with
him. I would have it no other way. Why be in pain and agony over a pretty face
with a scarred soul? Why give up peace for sin? Because…
… I love him.
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