Blessed With A Curse | Mike Kuza Fic

I Can't Forgive, I Can't Forget

~Author's Note: This'll be short and I don't even care.~

*Kuza's POV*

I woke up at the same time as Celeste, to hearing Jalex shrieking assorted cusswords at us.

Celeste started to jump up out of fear, so I wrapped one arm around her and waved my free hand at Jalex to pin her against a wall.

"WHAT THE FUCK KUZA I WILL TELL SYN!!!" Jalex screamed. "K-Kuza?" Celeste whimpered, clinging to me. I could feel her shaking.

"Jalex shut the FUCK up, I am your superior and you will listen to me!" I spat at my fellow Demon, "You will tell no one of this, and if you do, I'll have you on a rack for the rest of eternity!"

  She responded by growling and spitting on the ground. How fucking attractive. I waved my hand at Jalex again, sending her to her own chambers, then waved my hand at the door, locking it.

"I'm sorry Celeste, I'm so sorry..." I murmured, holding her tightly against my chest.

  Still trembling, she pulled away. "I should go." she muttered, and then blinked out of sight, presumably to Heaven.

  I groaned in frustration and punched the wall beside me, ignoring the blood that eventually began to slowly drip from my knuckles as I unlocked the door and blinked to Jalex.

  She was in her chambers, throwing various items, cussing and screaming in Enochian. She only did that when she was beyond pissed off.!

  I grabbed her from behind and she struggled for a moment before realizing it was me.

  Jalex spun around quickly and slapped me across the face. "What the FUCK were you DOING?!?!"

  I thought quickly and lied. "I'm trying to desensitize her. If I make her think I'm safe, it'll be that much easier to damn her."

  Jalex studied me carefully for several moments before nodding with a sigh. "That IS a good idea..."

  I smirked and pulled her closer to me by her waist, prompting her to lock her arns around ny neck as I connected our lips.

*Celeste's POV*

  I sat quietly as Destiel lectured me, knowing I more than deserved it. I let an innocent get taken.

  If he had any idea that I had fallen asleep with the very Demon assigned to take her, I'm sure he would clip my wings and cast me down to Earth.

  He lectured me for over four hours, but I barely heard a word that he said the entire time.

I couldn't get Kuza out of my head.

  There was just something about him, about being in his arms. It was like I was safe with him, like the war between us didn't even exist.

  I couldn't forget the way he looked, the way he smelled, the way his voice sounded. To me, he was truly perfect.

  Is this what love feels like? I was never in love as a Mortal, and Angels don't usually fall in love.