I'll be your Sweet Radio Demon

(you know when it deletes a fully written response just because you accidentally closed your phone? Yeah(；一_一) but Faybian would definitely argue heavily against that but secretly love it XD)

"Believe me, when I deny you any direct and honest response, there's a good reason." His smile softened and he rested his head prettily on his hand. "You're going to run out of things to call me sooner or later. Heaven for it you have to use my actual name. Now that I think about it, I don't think you've ever said my name without anger or desperation behind it." He shrugged slightly. “If only it were as pleasant as that. Maybe I’ll tell about my death in detail one day but for now, I’ll spare you from details for your own sake as well as well as what remains of my sanity.” Faybian shook his head as he finished off the rest of his milkshake. “No, I think I’m all set.” He replied, tidying the tale before standing and tossing the jacket over shoulder. He chuckled lightly “then lets get home.”

(awe I'm glad you like him! And yes that's also happened!)

"A nice break well deserved." Faybian agreed, glancing down at Alexander when he got closer, a shiver traveling down his spine when their hands met. He took a deep breath, willing his emotions to get under control. All Alexander was, was a simple human. there wasn't a reason for faybian to have any fluttering or feelings towards him. Any good demon would use those feeling to their advantage and try and persuade a human to hell faster. Then again, Faybian wasn't like any other demon. He had been an angel, and that part of him would always be a part of him. It was half the reason why he was in such good graces with Lucifer. How would he even explain himself to Alice if he did catch feelings for Alexander? Until he bacame a resident of of Hell, it'd be near impossible for Faybian to justify being with a human. He sucked in a deep breath and nodded, not wanting to focus on that right now. After all, he didn't have feeling for Alexander. This was a mere curtesy from losing the bet earlier. He gently draped his jacket over Alexander's shoulders and offered his arm for him to take. "What other areas of study would interest you?"

Faybian tilted his head, biting down an immediate response for some5hing more well thought out. "Well, I've found music helpful in many ways. It helps convey an emotion when simple words cannot. It calm or enrages. It amplifies an emotion. It's a creative outlet for many. It can even motivate. Without music I think this world as well as heaven or hell would be a very dull place.As for acting, I suppose much if the same. It's a way to express oneself. Just as you express yourself through your love for science, others express themselves through acting or some other profession. I'd almost argue what's the point of science. It's not like we're going to discover everything there is to know about the world in one or even a million lifetimes. If you argue you're helping with that research, I'd argue what sort of impact are you making? If you think about it, somomes life time of work will barely be a scratch on all that there is to uncover. Perhaps your work won't help others. Perhaps it will. What matters is that you enjoy doing it and truely believe what you do is important, regardless of what others may see your occupation as. The same goes for people who make music or act. It's something that makes them happy while simulataneous fulfills their need to live a proper life." Fabian sucked in a breath, having never realized just how much he could talk. He straightened slightly and shook off Alexander's apology. "They may have not have tempted you before but slowly you are becoming more interested in them now. After all, look what going outside of your comfort zone has done. You found something you like. To some it may seem like a silly sport or a waste if time but to you it's something that gets you away from work. Let's you relax and be free from Mr-serious-Alexander for a few hours." He teased. "I don't think Hobby's or jobs have to have meaning as long as they make you happy."

Faybian tilted his head, casting his gaze around when he felt Alexander clench his arm, instinctually searching for any immediate signs of danger. "I am." He said softly, once he was sure no one was around. "At least most of the time. There will always be some aspects of my after life that I will not enjoy. Any reminder of my former life usually puts off my day though but I've gotten a better handle of my emotions." He said proudly, fliching when he remembered how he had previously killed people in the ally way not too long ago. "Well, more or less." He snickered softly and glanced down at Alexander. "And you? Are you happy with the life you're living now?"

Faybian tilted his head, casting his gaze around when he felt Alexander clench his arm, instinctually searching for any immediate signs of danger. "I am." He said softly, once he was sure no one was around. "At least most of the time. There will always be some aspects of my after life that I will not enjoy. Any reminder of my former life usually puts off my day though but I've gotten a better handle of my emotions." He said proudly, fliching when he remembered how he had previously killed people in the ally way not too long ago. "Well, more or less." He snickered softly and glanced down at Alexander. "And you? Are you happy with the life you're living now?"

(I don't know what happened(;_; it just did a thing(・・) also awe Alexander!)

Faybian nodded , still skeptical as he followed Alexander inside and took back his jacket. "I don't think you have to be useful to anyone to be happy." He murmured softly, removing some fluff from the jacket, unable to meet Alexander's gaze. He breathed a small laugh and nodded. "Of course." He wandered about until he found the second bathroom and started asking his layers of clothes off, the conversation still swimming in his mind. He wasn't entirely sure how Alexander cod say he didn't feel happiness when just a few hours ago, he had been laughing and smiling. Was that not happiness? When he had won the game or eaten something new, did he not feel happy?
Faybian's head snapped up at the loud thunk coming from where Alexander had been, that followed by a yell. The yell was what got Faybian moving, ignoring that he was in nothing but a button down and pants. He rushed to Alexander's room and cautiously hovered behind the bathroom door. "Alexander?" He called, hand already gripping at the handle. "Are you alright? Can I come in?" He ignored the desperation rising in his voice. He didnt want to worry himself if it was nothing but at the same time, he could just be standing there like an idiot while Alexander was hurt and faybian, despite himself, hated that feeling.

Faybian flinched as he heard more crashing from inside. Once he hear Alexander call out, he rushed in, brows knit into confusion as he took in the destroyed bathroom and Alexander laying in a heap of wreckage at its center. "What demon were you fighting in here?" He asked, pushing aside the towel rod and detangling Alexander's foot from the shower head. Unfazed by his lack of clothes, he carefully wrapped Alexander in the towel and carried him out to the bedroom. He went back into the bathroom and grabbed clothes for Alexander to change into. "If you were hoping to gain some assistance in the shower, I'm afraid I never included that in our deal, nor would I ever in the future." He knelt in front of Alexander and took his hand to examine it. "Care to explain why you munched the wall." He deadpanned, now looking angered that Alexander had hurt himself instead of desperately scared

"you are clearly not fine. People who are fine don't punch walls for fun Alexander." Faybian growled, letting go and standing to find something to clean the blood and badage Alexander's hand. Since now he was pissed, Faybian also decided to prolong the wait for their little agreement tonight. He retrieved his clothes from the other room and showered in Alexander's bathroom, not wanting to be far in case the human got any ideas again on hurting himself. He sighed softly as he pulled on a worn t-shirt and sweatpants and stepped out into the bedroom carrying his supplies. He nodded towards the bed and settled down beside Alexander, silently taking his hand again and started to clean the dried blood, keeping his eyes focused on his work so the other wouldn't see the anger still stirring there. "For someone like me, I can understand the sudden bursts of emotions that accompany my actions." He started, carefully to keep his voice steady. "Those actions being killing some unwanted beings and freeing then from the world." He muttered with a soft laugh. "But for you to have an irrational response to anything seems out of character." He left again to throw away the towel now caked in blood and to put away his supplies. Once he returned he settled on the other side of the bed and gently tugged Alexander to him, the ever present humming of static that came with heightened negative emotions naow lessening when he had Alexander close and safe. He tangled their legs together and wrapped Alexander in his arms, head resting atop his as he settled in for the night. "You don't have to tell me why you got mad if you don't want to. Honestly I'm not paid enough for this job to be a therapist for every contracted soul." Faybian muttered, trying his best to sound emotionally detached but he knew, deep down he wanted to know every little thing about Alexander, including what made him so mad that he'd punch a wall. And how to avoid that ever happening in the future. "Know that I'm not fixing that by the way." He tugged the blanket over them both and gently squeezed Alexander. "Good night you insufferable human being." He murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the top of his head before turning off the night stand lamp.

Faybian stiffened slightly when he felt Alexander shift but slowly relaxed. "You're not a horrible person, Alexander." Faybian murmured, breath catching when felt Alexander's breath against his skin, warm and making him tingly. He shoved down the feeling for now and refocused on the human by his side. "You've done the same routine for ages now, far before I came along I presume. It's only natural that you feel burned out and unhappy with what you consider your job. That's not to say you can't feel happy while you do your job now and in the future, you just have to find different ways to shake things up from time to time. Take our evening out for instance. You seemed quite happy when we went bowling and when we went out for dinner. I don't think it's that you don't know how to feel happy. It's more you feel unfulfilled when that happiness comes to an end. You want to feel that giddy happiness constantly and that simply cannot be. You need times to feel other emotions else that level of happiness will feel like your job, mundane and unfullfilling. It's nothing to get angry over." He reassured, gently nudging into the hand at his cheek and closing his eyes. "Get some rest Alexander. You'll feel better in the morning."

Faybian didn't really understand why he was being so patient or complasive to Alexander's situation but it felt nice for a change. To care about someone and try and please them without any expectations or suspicions. He hadn't felt that kind of connection with any since…well since he was alive. Even then, his last hours alive were speant cursing every one of the people he saw as friends who had betrayed him. He nuzzled into Alexander's warmth and slept heavily throughout the night with barely a stirring. Faybian growled sofroy when he feot Alexander move beside him, instinctually tighteningbhisbhold on the other and absolutely refusing to open his eyes. "If it were a good morning, I wouldn't be getting up at this ungodly hour." He said, voice deep and rumbly with sleep. He tugged the blanket over their heads to block out the light. "Go back to sleep dear, we'll start breakfast in a few hours."

"good, we can up in a couple of hours. Which means not now." Faybian grumbled, opening his eyes just a bit to give Alexander a glare. He stayed quiet save a small, dare say, embarrassed, huff. A shiver went down Faybian's spine as Alexander's hands came to rest on his chest. "I have no qualms with throwing you off this bed if you continue asking questions, Alexander." Faybian threatened halfheartedly as he burried his face in Alexander's hair, both to be more comfortable and to hide the blush creeping up his cheek and ears. "If you must know, I'm not a morning demon by any means. And right now I'm quite comfortable. Partly because of you."

Feeling Alexander's heartbeat quicken, Faybian pulled back the covers, groaning softly in discomfort when more of the sun shown through the drawn curtains. He had never admitted to be good at reading emotions so he immediateoy looked around for any form of danger. He only looked back towards Alexander when he felt his hand on his cheek. "Is something wro-" Faybian's breath hitched at being suddenly so close his human. He felt his own heartbeat quicken. He had never been this close to anyone, then again he had never slept in the same bed as anyone else. His eyes fluttered slightly and nudged his head into the hand at his cheek. He wanted so badly to leaning into…whatever this was, and stay happily warm and fuzzy forever. But this wasn't a fantasy he could live in. This was his contract. And he was a demon. He slowly leaned in before sitting up and standing from the bed, . "I guess this means I'll start breakfast." Let Alexander thing him cruel, it was easier than admitting he was falling in love.

Faybian slowly nodded, tempted to go back into bed and pull Alexander back into his arm and finish off the kiss he had alluded to. But he had made his decision to pull away first, now he had to live with it. He wandered into the bathroom and freshened up a bit. Still heavy with sleep and confusion emotions, he decided to stay in his PJs for now. He set Alexander's glasses by his night stand pressed a chast kiss to his hair, thinking him asleep, before making his way to the kitchen to begin breakfast.
As he started to cook, faybian reminded himself if his job. He was a demon lord tasked with fulfilling a deal with a human. In that deal nonwhere did it mention developing emotions. Nothing more. He sighed and nearly burnt the pancake he had been staring at as if it had insulted him. "Oh lovely." He growled, quickly moving the pan before the pancake became a hocky puck. He braced his hand against the counter and calmed his heartbeat. Alexander had never mentioned wanting a relationship with anyone. So why did Faybian ever think he could be the exception. He poured another pancake into the pan and continued with breakfast, focusing the little attention he had on that than his struggling emotions. He'd figure those out later if at all.

Faybian flipped the last of six pancakes he had managed to save, only burning 3 other more in the process, which, for the time of morning, he decided to count as a complete win. He yawned widely, giving himself a good stretch before making the last bit of batter left, not wanting to waste it. "I'm not, just burned some pancakes." He mumbled, "besides, what's a burned kitchen if you have to pay for that hole in the wall anyways." He teased tiredly, taking a deep breath and gently leaning into Connor's warm embrace. Rules be damned if he could stay with Alexander like this forever. "You could have stayed in bed for a bit more. I'm not quite done here anyways." He said, twisting in Alexander's embrace and gently resting his hand ontop of his head. "I hope you can forgive the uneveness of the pancakes, I told you I'm not a morning person." He gave a light laugh and gazed down at Alexander, his heart starting to race a bit again. "And for before. I…" He took a beep breath. "For a demon to develope feelings for a human is not common for us." He tried to explain, grimacing at his own lack of ability to properly show how he felt towards Alexander.

"I…" Faybain swallowed dryly and idly toyed with Alexander's hair since his hand was still in his hair. "I'm not angry…just confused. I've never felt something like this, even in my living life. I don't know what to do and what not to do." He looked as desperately lost as he sounded, for the demon lord, a first. He looked away from Alexander as if in pain though a smile ghosted over his lips. Why was admitting his feeling so hard? It wasn't like he hadn't done harder things. The job of a lord of hell wasn't all fun and deals all the time. Yet this felt like he was cleaving the world in half. "I-" he sighed, his hand moving from Alexander's hair to his cheek as he trapped Connor between him and the counter. "I want to carry you back to bed and burry you in as many blankets and pillows as you have if only to maintain the warmth we had before. Even more, I want to hold you close to me, and keep you close for the rest of your life." His gaze swept up to meet Alexander's before he shyly looked away. It seemed that he couldn't stop, but then again, he didn't want to. "I want to wake up to you again, I want to rediscover science again with you." He chewed his lip, eyes widening when they caught on yet another burning pancake. He quickly turned off the burner and gave an embarrassed laugh. "A fine demon lord I am, hm? Falling for his first human contract."

Faybian watched Alexander for a few minutes that felt longer than his hundred years banned to hell. For a dreadful moment he though that he misunderstood and scared Alexander with the idea of being with him. "Alexander I'm -" he paused then laughed softly, gently brushing his thumb along his cheek. He shook his head in disbelief and gently tugged Alexander into a secure hug. "Perhaps not now dear, we'll have tonight for all that." He sighed and nodded to the uneven pancakes. "The faster we eat breakfast, the better i'll feel about making imperfect pancakes." He shook his head and rubbed his eyes, trying to shake off the sleep that still clung to his body.