http://winged-healer.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] winged-healer.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] neutral_omens2006-01-20 06:57 pm
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Date: January 14, 2000
Setting: Tadfield Manor, Michael's Room
Status: Private - Raphael, Michael
Summary: Raph gets worried - and slides a few more notches down the ladder.



Raphael looked in the mirror at his reflection, trying to work up the nerve to do what he had to do. His arguments with Crowley and Pestilence simply went to prove that he had few, if any, allies in the entrapping mansion... save for one.

Michael.

Michael, he realized upon reflection, could be his answer. The angel was obsessed; and Raphael knew how far an obsessed lover could go. Frankie and Eliza were proof of that. Suffice it to say that he didn't actually feel anything for the angel; though he had to admit he was attractive, it did not go deeper. He did not love Michael...

But surely, it could not be so difficult to convince him that he did, not when Michael wanted to believe it.

Raphael wanted assurance, protection... the muscle he didn't have against the numerous supernatural entities he loathed. And Michael, once properly smitten and taken in, would do whatever he asked. Everybody implied that they were dating anyway. Nobody would find it amiss. And he would be safe with Michael as his shield.

His hair was shining perfectly, his robe was dazzling. He made sure to look slightly paler than normal, slightly more vulnerable.

He left his room, walked to Michael's and knocked on the door.

[identity profile] archangel-mike.livejournal.com 2006-01-21 10:08 am (UTC)(link)
Michael smiled quietly to himself as he noticed that Raphael had fallen asleep. He then closed his own eyes, enjoying the feel of a warm body in his arms, letting himself fall asleep as well.

And he felt more content than ever in the last two thousand years.