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Night fell, and the streetlights were on. The ground was cleared of practically everyone, except for the occasional people in the alleyways doing god knows what. Alex looked around. Julian was there, and he wanted to do something.... he didn't want to think with his mind, instead on his heart. He took a step forward.

Danny pauses, his heart practically leaping out of his chest. This girl, this woman, was the daughter of Eleonora. The same witch who was hailed as a witch killer. The same woman who was the entire reason why his mother died in the first place. His face takes on angry look. "What?"

The crowd was thinning severely, which was bound to be expected, considering night was falling fast. The fireworks was about to go off, and him and Julian would be on a street.

a dark street.

alone.

Alex closed off his thoughts, the thoughts about taking Julian right then and there, about what he would taste like, and shoved them into a drawer labelled NEVER OPEN.

((WIG))

Alex blinks. One, Two, Three.

what just happened?

He stood there, dumbfounded, sticky bun still in hand. His mouth opens, then closes. He's speechless. Actually speechless. But Julian is...he tries not to think about Julian. He tries not to think at all, as he follows after the man.

oh.

Danny stops what he's doing and turns towards Cas. This is important. He knows it.

Alex looked at him. "What?" He noticed Julian hiding his face in his collar and raised a brow. "You okay th--" He paused. There was a noticeable growing bulge at Julian's pants.

Danny smirked."What did you have to grow up for? Not like there's war around the corner." He pulled apart from her, and went to a nearby bush. He touched a flower with a light dusting of gold.

Adrian shook his head. "No, no, enjoy not only my company, but the bun's as well." His eyes practically rolled in the back of his head as he took another bite. "Fuck me." He breathed. Looks like he curses more than he thought.

Dante furrowed his brows. "Do you have any childish aspects? You can't be a mature adult fully, can you?"

Dante smiled. "You are so cheesy." He pushed her away, then grabbed her and hugged her. "Are you ticklish, by any chance?"

"You had to leave my alone with the devil, though?" Adrian gives him a grin, then bites into the bun. He moans. "God, it's so good."

Dante nodded. "I mean, of course. But, that, famial bonding? It shattered when my mom died. My dad hung himself, my sister and brother were taken away." He sniffs. "I was alone."

Dante smiled. "Yeah. It's beautiful. I grew up in a way made household. My parents loved each other, my dad was always yell across the home to my mother about making coronets, my sister would run across the home like it was a pigpen." He smiled at the memory. "We were happy. Really happy." His voice cracked on the last word.

Alex narrowed his eyes and punched Julian on the shoulder. "Don't just run away when I am obviously needing your help, you imbecile." Then he gave Julian a peck on the cheek. "And thank you for the sticky bun."

Dante raised a brow. There were, obviously, more to the story. But if Cas was willing to share that with him, something he felt as if she didn't tell most, he would take it. "I was born in Greece." He starts.

Alex searched around. He wasn't there..wasn't there..

The sticky buns.

He was at the goddamn sticky buns place, wasn't he? Alex ran through the crowd.

Dante shook his head. "I don't care. I want to know about you. The real you, not the mask you hide behind. I want you to let down your wall. For me. Please?"

Dante shook his head, and gripped Cas' chin gently, to face him. "Of course I do. Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked, would I?"

Mirenaia stared at Alex, but Alex was staring at where Julian disappeared. Away, back into the shadow, quick like that.

He really, really did not like people, did he?

"Well, let's--"

"No." Alex said, shaking his arm out of the girl's grip. He tilted his head towards where Julian disappeared and made his way. "I rather not do anything with you, Mirenaia. You're...you're a bitch." Mirenaia gasped; Alex never cursed. Never. Alex followed his way, trying to spot the redheaded boy.

Dante smiled, and felt the prick of tears. Of course he was going to start crying. "Do you want to hear about..i don't know, a story or something? Maybe you can tell me how you got here?"