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A scream pierces through the night while pairs of mismatched body parts fly through the air.
Gallons of blood, guts, and pieces of fabric are shot upwards, hitting the ground like a child discarding toys from its toy box.
A gas powered chainsaw slashes its way desperate to make it to its desired target, as the man wielding it desperately gasps air into his lungs in order to continue this charade.
Face covered in black goo and dried blood, he stumbles through the cabin in shredded dirty clothes, caked in mud, blood, and a mysterious green liquid.
The chainsaw wielding maniac lets out a shrill battle cry as he lunges himself toward the Ludacrisly long necked monster woman whose form resembles a weird worm creature attached to a face only its creator would love.
Slicked black oily greasy haired man grips the cherry red chainsaw in hand, its jagged blades whirling and turning at a ferocious rate.
Just as the man prepares himself to dive the chainsaw deep into the creatures heart, Micheal feels a tug on his arm.
Piercing blue eyes tear their gaze away from the giant movie theatre screen and torwards his human.
At this point Adam has his eyes shut and a death grip on his arm, the popcorn strewn all over the seats, floor. Some even managed to find its way on Adam himself!
“Adam what in the world are you doing? Surely this movie isn’t the reason as to why your killing the circulation on my arm?”
Again technically Adam’s arm. We can only imagine how he looks, hugging himself in the theatre.
He looks up at him with the most pathetic puppy dog eyes ever, perhaps even more so than Sam’s.
“Come on man you can’t tell me seeing all that doesn’t give you the heebie geebies. I mean just look at it! It’s uncomfortable, downright disturbing.”
“Adam, we've been trapped in hell in a cage for thousands of years. I fail to see how this is more horrific than being stuck in literal hell.”
The attitude oozing out from the angel could fill a lake.
“Ok but like, we didn’t actually SEE anyone get chopped up with a chainsaw like this, I mean sure there was all that stuff with Sam and Lucifer for a while but that’s not the same. Besides, what’s it take for a guy to be held by his dear fiancé?”
“Well for one I would argue that Sam’s infernal torture can’t be compared to a silly Hollywood movie, and two, if you wanted physical affection from me you could’ve just asked.”
A small grin spreads across Adam’s face. “Well alrighty then angel, you don’t have to tell me twice!” Taking advantage of the moment his head drops to Micheal’s shoulder while Adam has found his new favorite seat on top of Micheal’s lap.
His arms wrap around Adam’s torso. Relieved he finally got Adam to shut up, he holds him comfortably as the couple continues to enjoy the rest of the movie.
It’s late when the movie finally finishes, luckily for them a frozen yogurt place not too far away is open late into the night.
The pair walk into the building with a giant neon YOGURTLAND sign. Machines neatly lined up against the wall have conveniently placed cards on the top of each machine with each flavor on them.
The interior design is white with splashes of green here and there, a few tables and chairs, with a protective glass covering over all the cold topping bar.
Pineapples, strawberries, blueberries, with various other fruits are on one side, with crushed up Reese’s pieces, toffee, brownie bites, and various other chocolates are on the other side.
The dry topping bar contains a plethora of candies and cookies of all types, ranging from crushed Oreos to all shapes and sizes of gummy bears and gummy worms.
If Gabriel was here he would absolutely have a field day with the mountain of sweets in front of him. “In my opinion, this is one too many sweets for anyone to ingest.” Micheal states as he is none too impressed with the items infront of him.
“Awww come on Micheal, where's your adventurous spirit?” Adam turns to look at the young blonde man behind the counter.
A quick glance at the name tag, Adam politely questions him about the wide range of flavors they have to offfer.
“hiya Alfie! Do you mind if I ask you a quick question?” Micheal rolls his eyes and stands with his arms crossed, he knows this is going to take a while. His betrothed is a D-1 yapper after all.
“ Of course sir, the code to the restroom is 0170. Yes, we have napkins right there on the counter if you need any. And no, we don’t have any free water they got rid of the water cooler and replaced it with the freezer right behind you.”
Confused he glances back at Micheal, he in turn only gives him a shrug as Adam turns back around to face the clearly tired employee.
“ Huh…. I was actually wondering which flavor you think is the best one? I actually haven’t been here since I was a kid so I wanted to get your opinion on the flavors here.”
Surprised eyes light up behind the counter “ Oh really? Well, what are you in the mood for? Is it something sweet and chocolately, sour and tarty, or light and fruity?”
The next 20 minutes is Alfie talking and walking Adam through his entire yogurtland order, basically instructing him on what to get, what’s the best combination of toppings to get, and talking about each of their personal preferences when it comes to sweets.
By the time it comes to pay, the total for the small bowl of yogurt comes out to a whopping 45 dollars.
Which shouldn’t be surprising based on the rising cost of everything and the fact that Adam basically got half of all the toppings smushed into his order.
With that, they take their leave and seat in one of the tables outside. “Adam, that sure looks like a LOT of ice cream and candy. Do you really think getting all of that was necessary?”
Adam shoots him a look across the table. “ First of all, I’ll remind you that we were trapped in that damn cage for wayyyyyy too long so this is like a little reward. Second of all is not ice cream, it’s yogurt which technically means it’s healthier.
And third of all,
are you calling me fat babe?”
“Adam, I am not calling you fat, I’m just worried about your wellbeing eating all of those sweets surely can’t be too good for you.
I would never disrespect you my lovely human, you mean the world to me Adam. if you wanted to get the whole store in a cup, then I shall deliver it to you my betrothed.”
Adam swells up with pride, he knows he’s won this battle, Micheal’s adoration for him makes his heart melt in two.
“Awwww thanks babe. Here do you want a bite? You should really try some this stuff is am-aaaaazzzing!”
A concerned look crosses over Micheal but it quickly passes, he would eat the sickly sweet desert being offered to him, hell if it was poison being served to him through Adam he would no doubt eat that too.
Taking a bite from being spoon fed by Adam, particles of an array of sweetness hits his taste buds like a freight train.
His eyes glow a deep hue of blue, and a small smile breaks across his face. Swiftly turning forward Adam, he grabs his shoulders and proclaims loudly that this is some of the best stuff he’s ever tasted, causing Adam to burst out laughing.
The pair feed each other the rest of the cup, laughing and joking throughout the entire joyful conversation.
Shortly afterwards, the cup is tossed into a nearby trashcan right before Adam runs back into the store. This time another young man with shaggy brown hair is standing behind the counter.
Adam quickly squints at the gold and green nametag before approaching the other employee.
“Heya RJ, I was just in here earlier and Alfie told me the code to the restroom earlier but to be honest with ya, I already forgot! Could I get that code one more time?”
He nods his head and gives an award winning customer service smile “Of course man, the code to the restroom is 0170!” Flashing a big smile of his own back, Adam thanks the young man and runs to the door and punches in the code.
The store employee scans the room quickly to make sure no one else is around to pull out his phone. Connected to the store speakers, Carry on my wayward son begins to softly play in the background.
“Ready to go babe? I’m ready to hit the hay!” He states, dramatically stretching his arms in the air, yawning loudly as he does so.
“As you wish my lovely husband”, Micheal gently wraps his arms around him, picking him up bridal style as he sweeps him off his feet and looks up to the sky.
A gentle breeze passes by them as they glide through the midnight air, flying high above the world below them.
They made it to their hotel in a matter of minutes as Micheal's strong and powerful wings easily pushed the two to their destination.
Plopping into their room via teleportation, Adam jumps on the bed and sinks into the mattress.
Micheal bemused joins his husband at his side. With the snap of his fingers the tv clicks to life, the sound gently filling the room as the two lay side by side.
“ I still can’t believe we’re out of the cage, and that you proposed to me! Today’s really been one hell of a day. It’s been so long since I’ve been able to relax like this ya know?”
Micheal sits up to face him, he takes his hands and holds them tightly,“I know my love, but despite all of it I'm glad k was able to be with you. I wish to express my feelings of deep gratitude and adoration for you dear husband. Although it isn’t much, I will spend our remaining days together building fond memories with mountains of happiness all for you my human.”
Little did they know, those days would never come.
Shortly after this one day of bliss and joy they would be greeted by Lilith in a nearby diner.
Castiel and the Winchesters would call and confront them into fighting god, in the process Adam would be killed with all the other humans on the planet.
Micheal wouldn’t be too far behind, as we would be torn apart by his very own creator.
However, despite this fact, the two laid resting in each other's arms as Micheal flipped through each of the channels as requested by Adam.
A still image of a good looking hispanic man with the name GARY HOBBS on the side lights up the screen.
Before Micheal flips to the next channel the music low yet meaningful begins to seep out of the tv.
Adam puts a hand on Micheal’s arm, tired yet loving eyes looking up longingly at him. “Wait Babe can you turn it up a little? I kinda like the beat, a little bit of background music wouldn’t be too bad either.”
Softly looking back at his beloved, he spreads his lips out in a tired smile. “Of course my love, whatever you want it shall be done.”
Turning up the volume, he lays the remote on the small table near his bedside then turns to wrap himself around his human.
Adam does the same, hugging him closer to his slow beating chest, while the music plays a little louder in the background.
Cómo le hago para olvidarte, vida mía
Cómo le hago pa arrancarte de mi pecho
Me enseñaste cómo amarte sin medida
Y embriagarme cada noche con tus besos
Adam plants a small kiss to Micheal’s temple, Micheal returns his affection by peppering kisses all over his neck.
Pero nunca me enseñaste a olvidarte
Por tu culpa estoy viviendo en un infierno
Yo te llevo en el murmullo de mi sangre
Y te miro en cada cosa que dejaste
Tu perfume se ha quedado aquí en mi lecho
Ese lecho que, por otro, abandonaste
Y este necio corazón siempre pregunta
Que con quién tú trataras de olvidarme
Chucking and laughing, Micheal spreads the comforter over the two, chucking and laughing amongst themselves as the cuddle in close.
Maldito amor
Maldito, mil veces maldito
Tú sabes que te necesito
Y por eso desprecias mi amor
Maldito amor
Maldito, mil veces maldito
Me traes arrastrando el alma
Y sangrando el corazón
As the song comes to a close, they continue to hold eachother tight.
Eyes droop to a close while Micheal begins to snore softly. Although they would never get another day like this again, they drift off together in a deep peaceful sleep.
Blissfully unaware of the future that will seal their fate, they spend these moments together in harmony.
All that matters now is the moment they spend together as husbands in love.
Perhaps their ending in life is only the beginning to their eternal happiness?
I guess we will really never know.
SOMETIMES THE END REALLY IS THE BEGINNING