Frank’s P.O.V.

If there’s anything I hated more than watching Bert hurt Gee, it was my father. I pulled them into my side and they gripped the edge of my skirt nervously as we walked down the twisting corridors of my father’s castle. (Oh, and Brendon Uerie is gonna be Satan btw) I petted the edges of their wings which seemed to calm them down a bit but not much because they know where we are. I kissed the side of their head making them stiffen a bit but lean into my side. I squeezed their hip reassuringly before knocking and opening the door to my father’s office.

“I swear it’s quite pleasant except for the smell! I am enjoying it you self-righteous asshat!”

I cleared my throat a bit and my father in all his large forheaded glory turned around and smiled a bit before throwing his phone over his shoulder.

“Don’t you need to finish that?”

“Nope Ry-God can wait!”

I rolled my eyes at the fact he still used his name as though they were as close as before he fell. He stood up and rolled his shoulders unfurling his massive black wings. Gee jumped a little bit next to me and I felt their own wings tense up.

“Oh! How rude of me! What is your name little fae?”

“Dad-“

“Gee.”

“Gee…” he held out his hand and they cautiously took it and he placed a quick kiss to their knuckles “pleasure to meet you! And Frankie! Just come to visit me?”

“No, I actually need to talk to you and well,” I put my hands over Gee’s ears and they looked at me in confusion for a second “I’m not leaving them alone with Bert.”

My dad nodded in understanding and turned around picking his phone up off of the ground and holding it away from him as God yelled. He hung it up and flung it onto the desk.

“DALLON! WHERE ARE YOU?”

I finally uncovered Gee’s ears and they looked extremely confused.

“W-Why did you do that?”

“No reason.”

They huffed a little and relaxed their wings for a second. My dad faced us and fell back into his chair.

“Gee, little fae, you can let your wings out if you want! I know you must be scared and if my son did that to me when I was still, well, pure I would be too.”

Their wings relaxed and I moved their arm so they could let them out and they did to their full size but they didn’t even compare to my father’s whose wings laid limp and took up most of the floor around him. Dallon burst through the door looking worried and huffed when he saw that nothing was wrong.

“Dallon!”

“Satan!”

My father pouted and Dallon sat down in his lap and smiled at me, holding his hand out for Gee. They took it quickly learning that this was how people preferred to introduce themselves here. They blushed when Dallon stood up just to play with their wings and my dad laughed a little.

“So, Frankie, what do we-“

“Not in here.”

He stood up and walked to the doors with me quickly on his heels. Hopefully Dallon doesn’t get to invasive.

Gee’s P.O.V.

“They’re so pretty!”

“T-Thank you.

Dallon was still fawning over my wings and was playing with the light gray feathers that hung just above the solid black ones. He sorted out the feathers fixing the ones I didn’t get a chance to.

“So, Gee do you like the colors they’re changing?”

“N-Not really.”

“They’re pretty on you though!”

I could feel the heat in my face as the door flung open revealing a very angry looking Frank with his dad looking a bit sorry for something right behind him.

“Fr-“

“Gee. We’re leaving.”

His voice was calm and I stood up knowing my hands were visibly shaking as he grabbed my wrist and drug me out behind him. I followed him in complete silence until we got back to his home and he let me go inside before him. But as soon as I was in the door and it was shut behind me Frank pinned me against it. I squealed a bit when I saw how dark his eyes were and he grabbed onto my hip. He pressed a soft kiss to my neck and I shuddered not knowing what to do. I’m scared. So scared. He cupped my face and kissed me and I squeaked and went rigid against the door. But I couldn’t help what I did next. I kissed back.

Notes

MY OPINION ON RYAN ROSS IS LOWKEY ADMITTED IN THIS CHAPTER!