Mallory fell backwards to the bed as Don crawled on top of him.

Don stared longingly at his lover, his blood red lipstick smudged and his deep blue eyes gazing expectantly.
He closed his eyes and lowered his face close to him, the scent of red wine becoming stronger. He then firmly held Mallory's hand and inched his lips closer.

A door knock startled Don. He stood up quickly and ruined Mallory's excitement.

Mallory glared at Don who quickly withdraws and buttoned up his suit again.

The blonde man asked him urgently as he fixed his suit,

"Did you have your knife with you?".

"Yep"

"Good. Keep it close to you while I open the door"

The knock on the door became more louder. Mal sat on the edge of the bed, hiding the weapon at his back as he watched Don frantically ran to the door.

A face of a frowning man with a grey and black suit stares at him outside. Don bowed at him respectfully.

"Sir Abaddon, I didn't know you'll cone here--"

"Donadiue LeBlanc, I called you on your human device 50 times. Not even a single respond was done"

The blonde man checked his smartphone from his pockets and looked back to his superior.

"I apologize. I turned it off, Sire. And I overslept.."

"Pardon?", Abaddon growled, "I cannot stand this irresponsibility, Mr. LeBlanc. I will tell this to your other superiors and--"

Abaddon stopped abruptly and squinted his puzzled grey eyes.

"Why is your lip bleeding?"

Don's tounge sensed a bitter taste from his lips after he licked it and then quickly checked it with his fingertips.

After discovering the speck of fresh blood is on his fingers, he turned to Mallory and shook his head with a disapproving smirk.

"You bit me too hard", Don mouthed as he turn to the man leaning at the wall behind him.

"But you liked it, didn't you?", Mal answered.

He patted his bleeding lip with a napkin from his suit pocket.

"There was an accident. It was a rather stupid one, actually--"

"Who is that flat chested woman, Donadiue?", Abaddon pointed.

Don suppressed his chuckle as he took a glimpsed to the offended Mallory.

"He's my lover.. Sir"

Abaddon looked at Don with a puzzled eyebrow raise. He then realized something rather quickly.

"It's all coming together"

"What, Sir?"

Abaddon formed an epiphany. He then tries to not yell and spoke angrily, his vein in his neck was appearing.

"You didn't overslept didn't you, you pathological liar of a nephilim"

"..I overslept with someone, Sir"

Abaddon rubbed the temple of his head gently and grunted.

"The nerve to joke to me..
You young ones. Throughout the 3000 years of my life I have never met someone who's stubborn as you"

Don smirked, knowing fully he can't get fired since he does well enough in his job.

A thought came in his head and he asked spontaneously.

"I am surprised you weren't as surprised as my father discovering that I'm with a man, Sir"

Abaddon raised a brow.

"I knew you liked men too, Donadieu. What am I suprised for?"

"You knew?"

"Of course, I observed and guided you throughout 100 years. I'm not stupid"

".. You don't care, at all?"

"I don't give a flying fuck, LeBlanc. Later at midnight, we have a meeting. Be late and I will fire you"

Don smiled sincerly and nodded, "Yes, Sir".

"Good. Farewell, Mr. LeBlanc.."

He glanced to Don's lover and nodded.

".. Goodluck with your new companion"

After his superior is out of sight, he closed the door and looked at Mallory.

"What do you think of him?"

"He reminds me of my grumpy brother"

Don raised a brow and pondered. Mallory stood up and pulled the blonde man to bed by force.

"I have to sleep, Mal"

"I won't let you"

"Marshal Terrance, Don't "

Mallory nudged him as Don childishly laughed.

"What?"

"Do not call me that.
Donadieu LeBlanc"

Don bursted into laughter.

"You didn't even pronounced it right!"

"What? Well, it's french! How am I supposed to know?"

The blonde man yawned and turned at him.

"Seriously, I need enough sleep"

Mallory pulls out his phone from his pockets and laid down on the pillows.

"You go first, I'll check on my friends"

"Okay, set my alarm for me"