69 Kind Of Ugly

Arius stood outside Asrael's bedroom, contemplating his next move after having just been refused entry. It was understandable, and yet he felt disregarded.

"Please?"

Silence.

"I won't bring up anything from last night!"

Silence.

"I didn't mean to cause a fuss. I'm sorry, okay?"

"Stop apologizing!" Asrael answer was followed by the sound of foot steps. Then the door was opened.

"You're not mad?" Arius smiled.

"I'm not." Asrael looked away for a moment before saying under his breath: "Am I that difficult to understand?"

"You are."

"You weren't supposed to answer that..."

Arius put his hand on the top the teenagers head and saw how Asrael froze. He pretended as if he hadn't noticed as he walked past, though on the inside he was struggling to not tease him.

"Guess what?"

"What?" Arsael spoke as he awoke from his stupor.

"Chicken butt."

It was once again silent.

"Alright fine, I'll spill the real tea. Today we are going to close the missing puppies case."

"You solved it?" Asrael wasn't surprised.

"Easy peasy lemon squeezie."

Asrael looked concerned. "That's so 2006."

"Shut up, it's still the same century."

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Every morning, Arius would send Zuna a text. Today's text was [Even if the sky came falling down], and the response left Arius full of  sorrow.

[If you were chicken little, I would believe you.] And it could technically mean two things, and neither made Arius especially happy.

"Focus of drving!" Asrael scolded from the passenger seat.

"What's the point? We're both immortal." Arius glanced at Asrael amusedly before putting his phone down.

"Crashing is still an inconvenience."

"I find that insulting. I've been alive for thousands of years, you think I can't multitask?" Arius leaned back in his seat leisurely, forgetting the problem nagging at his heart.

Asrael furrowed his brows, taking note of the smile on Arius's face. "What's so entertaining?"

"You."

"Excuse me?"

"You're an interesting kid."

Asrael rolled his eyes and gazed out the window. Arius was impossible to argue with, he didn't get mad, and worst still, he couldn't genuinely hate him. Arius was like a ray of friendliness.

After a few minutes of silence, Arius spoke again, "We're there. Just let me park."

"Oh, good."

When the two got out of Arius's custom car, Asrael looked back at it.

"It's kind of ugly." Asrael spoke.

Arius knew he was talking about his car, and all he could do was sigh. He was right, but Jane had given it to him so he refused to complain!

The building they walked into was brown with a silver lining on the edges of the rooftop. It was rather attractive.