"I will." Lucifer smiled but he did not like the other angel being in pain. It unsettled him.
He was changing. He was falling in love, had fallen in love? Truth was he couldn't tell which was correct any longer. Had he hit the bottom of the fall or was there farther to go? He hadn't been able to stop. Even if he had slammed on the breaks at some point, figuratively, it would have done no good. He was already on the path before he noticed it was happening. It would be awhile though before Lucifer dared to say anything too intimate. His words were binding, once spoken they could not be revoked. He wondered if Balthazar realized that one truth.
Lucifer would have endured the weight on his wounds if it meant the other angel was close to him. Once Balthazar settled he wrapped his unwounded arm around him. "I need to sleep."
Laying still with the angel close enough to protect, and healed enough the bleeding had stopped, the exhaustion was finally taking precedence. "I may sleep for a long time, and look dead, but I will remain aware."
He figured that he should issue that warning. Sometimes he would stop breathing or be hard to awaken while healing. It might take days. He didn't want Balthazar to panic for no reason. He'd be on high alert in his sleep and fly from the couch like an angry hornet if anyone came with threats. He doubted any would but the sentiment was there.
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He was changing. He was falling in love, had fallen in love? Truth was he couldn't tell which was correct any longer. Had he hit the bottom of the fall or was there farther to go? He hadn't been able to stop. Even if he had slammed on the breaks at some point, figuratively, it would have done no good. He was already on the path before he noticed it was happening. It would be awhile though before Lucifer dared to say anything too intimate. His words were binding, once spoken they could not be revoked. He wondered if Balthazar realized that one truth.
Lucifer would have endured the weight on his wounds if it meant the other angel was close to him. Once Balthazar settled he wrapped his unwounded arm around him. "I need to sleep."
Laying still with the angel close enough to protect, and healed enough the bleeding had stopped, the exhaustion was finally taking precedence. "I may sleep for a long time, and look dead, but I will remain aware."
He figured that he should issue that warning. Sometimes he would stop breathing or be hard to awaken while healing. It might take days. He didn't want Balthazar to panic for no reason. He'd be on high alert in his sleep and fly from the couch like an angry hornet if anyone came with threats. He doubted any would but the sentiment was there.