Requested by moral_Patton_Sanders it's not long(T-T I'm sorry) but if you want more I can possibly add a bit more or make a new one. But yeah I hope you like it!!

Emile sighed as he stood above a snoring Remy. “Rem, wake up!” He commanded and crossed his arms over his chest making him look even less of a threat than he already was. Remy grumbled and peeled his sunglasses clad eyes open, he looked around realizing that he was certainly in the angel's bookshop. “Oh, hey hon.” He croaked and sat up, he stretched, and as he did so he allowed his black as night wings to spread out too which almost knocked over a few lamps and tables.

Emile quietly shrieked as he swiftly steadied the lamp and table, the angel glared at the demon but couldn't help but to not be mad at him. “I know it's been hard with the antichrist and armageddon, but care to tell me why you couldn't sleep at your place?” Emile asked while he miracled a brush in his hand and tenderly took the demon's unkempt wing, from there he proceeded to brush the feathers with delicate and cautious strokes of the brush, Remy yawned once more. “Gotta protect you babes, never know when that Archangel will show up, Satan I hate him.” He muttered, and suddenly, almost as if just on cue, the bell to the shop jingled.

Emile hummed curiously and looked out into the shop, sure enough, there was Logan who idly looked around and took a book before calling for him. The angel returned to the demon who by now had heard Logan's voice, Emile gave him an apologetic smile and leaned over to press a kiss on his cheek. “Sorry dear, you know how he gets.” He apologized guiltily, Remy sulked and pouted like a child. “Not gonna keep me away from you, I'm staying here.” He huffed and averted his gaze, the angel sighed already knowing that would be his answer.

By now the shop had a few customers, and Logan was once again calling for Emile. The angel and demon shared a knowing look before the angel left to assist the Archangel, “can I help you?” Emile murmured curiously, Logan vigilantly glanced around suddenly aware of the people surrounding them. “I would like to purchase one of your material objects.” He declared with a rather boisterous voice, the angel cringed and nodded stiffly. “Books.” He uttered, Logan nodded back at him. “Books.” He repeated with the same abstracted tone.

Logan shifted awkwardly from where he stood and abruptly thought up of something. “Let us discuss my purchase in a private place because I am buying, uh pornography?” Emile flushed pink at the Archangel's statements, he shook his head as a way to tell him to stop but it had been too late. “Logan, let's go to the back room.” He proposed and escorted him towards the back, Logan was starting to get the gist of things. “Ah, yes. We, humans, are extremely easily embarrassed. We must buy our pornography secretively.” He practically shouted over his shoulder.

Emile nodded relentlessly as he speedily led him over to the backroom, Logan chuckled and set the book down on a dusty table. “Oh, human beings are so simple and so easily fooled.” He claimed with a shake of his head, Emile just kept on nodding and nervously laughed when the Archangel smiled at him expectantly. “Yes. Ahem, good job. You-you fooled them all.” Emile alleged triumphantly as a way to get the Archangel in a good mood. Logan grinned and held himself high as always, he then froze and scrunched his nose. “Something smells evil.” He professed skeptically and idly looked around, Emile perked up .“Oh, that'll be the Jeffrey Archer books, I'm afraid.” He rationalized vigilantly and took an apt glance around the room for any sign of Remy.

Logan hummed and turned his diligence back to him, “Right, I've come to check the status of the antichrist, Thomas I presume?” The Archangel arched a brow, the angel nodded stiffly and granted a taut smile to grace his lips. “Everything is going according to the Devine Plan.” He declared while restlessly twiddling his thumbs, Logan squinted at him almost suspiciously. “Of course, well all that's left is for the four horsemen to meet up, and then it'll kickstart from there. Be prepared Emile, Armageddon is coming very soon.” He patted the angel's shoulder and headed out, grabbing his book on the way.

Emile pursued behind him, when they returned to the counter Logan turned to face him and dramatically winked. “Thank you for my pornography!” He waved at him and exited the shop, Emile sighed and retired to the back room where Remy had reappeared now slumping lazily on the couch. “Ugh, smells like purity in here.” He groaned and turned his attention on Emile, when he caught the agitated look in his eyes he suddenly stood up and coiled his arms around him. “What's wrong babes?” He asked worriedly and looked him over to see if he had sustained any injuries.

If Logan touched him he would-

Emile leaned into the embrace and whined. “I don't want armageddon to come, Remy, what'll happen to you?” He paused before continuing, “to us?”

The demon frowned and tucked a strand of hair behind his ear. "Honey, I swear to...well...anyone who listens, that no matter what I'll be with you. Okay?" He lifted Emile's chin up to meet with his eyes, the angel pouted and reached for his sunglasses, Remy stayed put as he then slid them off revealing his slit eyes. “Do you promise?” Emile mumbled sanguinely.

Remy snickered. “Forever and always angel.”

“We're ineffable.”