What Hasn't Been Said (Part 2)

"Well, it looks like someone left an impression.” Callum said teasing Declan.

Declan’s face reddened. "Shut up.”

"Did you really blow the lights?”

He grumbled under his breath, "I’m at a loss of who’s going to snatch whose soul if just her hand could cause that reaction.”

Callum laughed and Declan glared at him. "Alright *Houdini*”

Callum no longer found the joke funny. "Fuck off!” He folded his hands to his chest. "She got one over on me, and you know how I hate to lose. You don’t call a man pretty and then make him cum. My face been red as hell since she did it.”

Fabian laughed wildly, "That’s what the hell you get for what you did to her in the club. You're always starting shit, but I got a feeling you won’t win this one.”

Callum jumped in Fabian’s face and pointed to his ear. "You’re still tinted green in some places Mr. Paint by Numbers. Guess you didn’t realize it stains.”

He swatted Callum’s hand. "I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL ME THAT!”

Waylon looked at him in confusion. "What actually did happen in there? Fiona came out tinted too.”

Fabian plopped back into his chair and sighed. "I thought I was gonna freak her out because you know how I have-what I have. BUT the fucking devil grabbed onto both of them and acted like it was completely normal. I used to LOVE confusing women with all the things I could do at once, but now that it’s been done to me, I realize- you should always give people a warning.”

"Wow…” Waylon said folded his arms. "She managed to catch YOU of all people off guard.”

"Yeah, and then she-” His face reddened realizing his brothers would have a field day if he told them how Fiona almost made him ask her to marry him too early.

"She what?” Waylon asked.

He swallowed and tapped his chest at the same time. "All while looking at me again like an angel. And before that, she came when I drank her blood.”

"FUCKING HELL… yep Aunt Lucifer picked her. There’s no doubt about it.” Callum said chuckling.

"Most confusing moment of my life. Those damn eyes. One brown, one blue… AUNT LUCIFER ALWAYS GOES TOO FUCKING FAR.” He felt a swipe on the back of his head, and he mumbled, "Sorry…I’m appreciative. She just caught me off guard.” He pointed at Waylon . "And why the hell are you so quiet hmm? Since you asked me everything! Share, we already know she liked what she saw.”

Waylon hated sharing his feelings, but he needed to tell someone. And since his brothers had told him, it was only right that he shared. "You know she asked me the other day if it was really impossible for us to have sex in my true form? And when I told her that I would literally crush her, she said how would we know if we never tried?”

His brothers sat back in their chairs and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Waylon..." Fabian said cafefully.

"I FUCKING KNOW OKAY!” His voice boomed. "Scared the hell out of me too. She takes EVERYTHING as a challenge. Knowing how mad I get about things, she still provokes me. And I know it's because she knows, I’ll never hurt her and that makes me feel weird too. Like come on, I told her that no human has ever given me oral…and oh boy did she ever. Been looking at her crazy since.”

Callum clasped his hands and put them up to his mouth. "That’s the freakiest shit I’ve ever heard, and our brother is Fabian.”

Declan paused. "By the way…has anything strange happened?”

"What you mean?” replied Callum.

"Dezzy’s eyes- for a moment, they looked-”

"Black?” He shook his head.

"Charlee’s turned white”

"Fiona’s green and dilated-like mine.”

"At first I didn’t see it because my face was a bit occupied, but yep Willow's eyes turned red too.”

Callum looked around at his brothers. "What the fuck does that even mean?”

"It means that they’re falling in love with you. Isn’t that fun?!” Their aunt Lucifer appeared and leaned against the mantle. "Fiona craves your bite-BE APPRECIATIVE, she was hard to find. Charlee your magic-Fabian's right by the way, you're not going to win this one. Willow your aggression-believe me, dad almost lost his shit, realizing he'd initially missed how, *interesting* she is when he read her file. And Desiree-” She smirked, "Well craves your everything right now, but mainly your darkness.” Her eyes gleamed as theirs widened. "Oh don’t tell me you all didn’t notice that you’re falling in love too.” She pointed to Fabian. "This one can’t even figure out emotions, but he knows he's falling for his *wife*.”

They all remained silent, knowing they couldn't deny her words. "At least you all aren't as stubborn as your father. He irritated the hell out of me at the end. Every touch, every kiss, every meaningful conversation-” She patted her chest. "Aww…too cute by the way…makes you more entwined so if I were you, I would try my hardest to pass this next test.”

"And if we can’t?” A whispered question came from Fabian.

Her face hardened. "You already know. Be strong and remember what they’ve already unknowingly taught you. You’re gonna need it.”

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Declan woke up to find himself asleep at his desk. "UGH not again,” he sighed in frustration as he rubbed his eyes.

He’d been crashing a lot lately, his workload getting more hectic by the minute. Not only was hell seeing an influx of souls, but now, so was heaven. Up to five in the morning sometimes, he would work and sleep for less than an hour. Get back up and make sure he was to the college by 7:30. When he wasn’t working, he was on the phone or spending time with Desiree. He enjoyed spending time with her, even if it meant having to stay up later to work.

"Just a few more weeks.” He’d been saying that for two, but he just couldn’t slow down. Things just seem to continue to pile on his plate, leaving him stressed and overworked. He spent time with his brothers, and his parents, pushing himself and avoided them when they started to get suspicious of his behavior. "Just a few more weeks” he repeated again, before pulling out his phone. Dialing Desiree’s number, her voice instantly made him smile.

"You sound tired Dex, you should get some rest. I promise I’ll come to see you as soon as I get back from my trip to the hotel.”

He denied it, "I’m not tired. Plus, I want to talk to you before you leave.”

She laughed, "It’s two days.”

"Will, you not miss me for those two days Dezzy?”

"Won’t think about you once.” They shared a laugh and she paused, "I wish you could come with me. I know the idea of a haunted hotel sounds lame, but it could be fun.”

"Is that an invitation?” He could hear her smile through the phone.

"Only if you’re free. No pressure, if you have a lot on your plate.”

Declan looked up at his calendar, the black ink filling in almost every day. "I’m free and I would love to go.” He heard her excitement. And as he got off the phone, he felt a small but sharp pain in his chest. "Just a few more weeks,” he exhaled and prepared himself for his all-nighter.