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WHO: Wrath and George
WHAT: Wrath trying to be romantic and George being sure she might kill him
WHEN: Thursday evening
WHERE: Wrath's place
WARNINGS: TBA but probably just language



Wrath was on a high and feeling less like herself than she had in years. Which was a good thing. She felt less like killing herself and after spending a delightful evening with Pride and another one with Lust messing with mortals, she felt less like killing other people too. Lust had even gotten her to admit she had a crush on George. And since her sister sin had given her some advice, Wrath decided she might at least try something about it.

She brushed her hair and tried to look presentable. She made sure Sloth was out of the house, doing god knew what. She even set things up so she could make coffee and put a few three-day-old biscuits on a plate. And then she texted George.

Hey. Come over, okay? Door's open, just walk on in. ~W

No swear words, no lies. Just an invitation.

And so she waited on the sofa, trying to look somewhat pretty.

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George raised an eyebrow at the text, since Wrath didn't invite him over often. But at least she hadn't almost killed someone, so this seemed like progress. He was on his way home from work, so he changed his route and headed to Wrath's place.

He knocked on the door once as warning before stepping in. "Hey. Everything okay?"

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Wrath stood up and then she smiled, an expression which usually looked quite predatory on her face even if she didn't mean it to. "Hi! No. No, I just...wanted company," she said with a shrug. "Do you want some fucking coffee?"

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George laughed. "Sure, yeah, I could have some coffee. Your roommate's not lurking, is he? I've been unproductive enough today as it is."

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"No, he's probably with his dealer." Wrath shrugged and she went to flick on the coffee machine since she had set everything up earlier. "Saint Gin- Patrick. He texted me today all 'blah I want pain' or some shit," she said as she pointed at her phone on the coffee table. "So I said it might make him feel better but it wouldn't make you feel better. Right? Is that right?"

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The temptation to ask what Patrick had been upset about was extremely strong, but George had resolved not to use Wrath to spy on Patrick. It wasn't fair to either of them. Instead, he just nodded and took a seat on the couch.

"Yeah. And he only feels worse afterwards, which makes neither of us feel better. Thank you."

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The fact that George didn't pick up the phone and look for the messages surprised Wrath. It was what her siblings would have done. Saints were weird.

She was not used to being thanked. It felt strange and unnatural and she ducked her head and ran her fingers through her hair. If Satan or Lucifer found out they were going to jam hot pokers into her eyeballs or something.

"Pssht, yeah," she waved her hand around and she was glad when the coffee maker beeped. She went and grabbed two cups and when she handed one to George, she pointed to the sugar and milk on the coffee table as well. "So." She tapped her fingers against the mug and sat down beside him. "Wow. I suck balls at talking."

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"Making conversation is always harder when you realize you're doing it," George said with a smile. "So how are you? Not letting your siblings get you into trouble, are you?"

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Wrath's eyes widened at that and she resolved not to tell George a thing about what she had been up to. Of course she had been getting into trouble with her siblings. That was just natural.

"Heh. M'fine. Actually...I fucking think I'm 'good'," she said, complete with finger-quotes. "I don't want to jump off buildings! That's some goddamn progress, eh?"

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"That is actually really good progress," George said, offering Wrath a wide grin. "I'm really happy for you, even if you think that's dumb."

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Wrath shook her head quickly. "No...no not dumb." She liked him smiling at her. It was better than screaming at her. Well no, not better. Good in a different way.

She leaned in a little. "It's your fault. But you know. I mean that not in the bad way." She just didn't know how else to put it.

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"Thanks," George said, feeling touched. "But hey, nothing would be getting better unless you wanted it to."

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Wrath didn't know what to say to that because she didn't honestly know if she wanted to get better or not. She just was what she was and she went with it. Which was why she finally leaned in and kissed George on the lips, just like Lust told her to.

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George actually thought he was about to get headbutted right up until Wrath's lips touched his. He actually had a moment of relief when he realized it was a kiss, because it meant Wrath's mood hadn't turned. And then he was just confused.

"Um," he said eloquently, leaning away a little and putting his hands on her shoulders. "What's going on?"

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Wrath liked his hands on her shoulders. When he asked what was going on, she worried about his brains. "I kissed you," she said slowly, in case he had hit his head recently or something.

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"No, I did pick up on that, and it was very nice," George said, "but why did you kiss me?"

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Oh good, his brains weren't smooshed. "Because I fuckin' wanted to," she explained. "You understand me." And she leaned in to try to kiss him again.

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"Woah, Wrath, no," George said, pushing her back from him as gently as he could. "This is a really bad idea."

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She let him push her away because she hardly wanted to piss him off. "Why?" she asked, her face crumpling a little. Lust had said this would work and she had made coffee and there were biscuits! "It's not bad! You're making me not bad!"

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"No, it's not bad," George said quickly, not wanting to upset her. "And you're not bad either, okay? I just...Wrath, relationships make people really strange and crazy sometimes, and given that we're both, um, volatile, I think someone would get hurt."

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"Relationships, fuck that!" Wrath said, not upset yet. "I don't want a relationship. I just think we should fuck! We understand each other and you have a good ass. Come onnnn. It'll be good. You don't have to be afraid you'll hurt me. You can let loose. You know you want to."

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"Uh, thanks," George said, smiling a little despite himself. "But I don't want to just have sex. I'm clingy like that."

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Wrath arched her eyebrow at him when he said that. "Ew, why?" she said, disbelieving. "You don't just want to have fun?"

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"I'm a saint," George said. "We're discouraged from casual sex. And sometimes sex at all, but eternal celibacy is really hard and I'm not good at it. But I'm semi-good at relationships, so that's how it works."

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Well at least it wasn't because he hated her or something. "So you can't just fuck anyone? What do you do when you wanna have sex? We could be fuck buddies! Surely you can have a fuck buddy."

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When he wanted to have sex, he usually took care of that himself and then brooded about his life, but Wrath did not need to know that.

"I just don't think it's a good idea," George said, squeezing her shoulder gently. "Under different circumstances, then yeah, we could...but just not the way things are now."

He was aware that he was close to babbling, but his thoughts were all a jumble. Because Wrath was beautiful and he cared about her very much, but he was pretty sure sleeping with her might eventally reverse all the progress that'd been made. Sex made people do strange things.

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Wrath looked up at him from under her eyelashes and she spoke to George like she never spoke to anyone. "I told Lust I liked you. Because I think you're special. You don't hate me even though you've seen me at my worst, and you make me feel like that must mean I don't have to hate myself. And that's good because...it's been fucking weeks since I hurt myself. I wanted to make you all proud."

She took a deep breath and continued, though now she couldn't look at him. "Lust wanted to make you want me with her you know...powers or what the fuck ever, and I wouldn't let her. Because that's not real. I know she could, but if there's one thing in my life I want to not be...false, it's you." Wrath didn't really get that what Lust was offering was for George to be raped quite easily, because her moral compass was that of a Sin. She just didn't want him to sleep with her because of something Lust had done.

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George filed away the knowledge of what Lust had offered. Hew knew the Sins didn't operate by any human morality, but it was still viscerally unpleasant to know that the possibility of his rape had been tossed around as a potential favor.

But Wrath had said no. George smiled at her, and leaned forward to kiss her forehead.

"I am proud of you. Very proud."

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Maybe that was enough. Maybe that meant more than just fucking anyway. Wrath, who never hugged anyone unless it was George springing it on her in the hopes she didn't rip his balls off if she was taken by surprise, leaned forward so she could wrap her arms around him. "Thank you," she said quietly into his shoulder.

"And if you show up at my door all desperate for a shag I'll know it's my fucking sister trying to help. So I'll put you in a cold shower, hmm?" Or she thought she would. She didn't know, but she would try.

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"That would be appreciated," he laughed, squeezing her gently. "You're stronger than you think you are, okay?"

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Maybe that was true, but how much could she really fight against who she was?

Wrath stood and she crossed the room to lean against the wall. She put one leg up against it and then leaned her head back so it hit against the wall once, kind of hard. "You know, I still do want to fuck you. Why do you saints have such stupid rules. If...if you didn't, would you want to? I mean...it's not cause you think I'm repulsive or anything, right?"

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George considered the wisdom of telling the truth, but decided to go with it. Wrath deserved it.

"Yes, if it weren't for..." George waved his hand, his best effort at explaining all the things he couldn't easily put into words. "I think you're beautiful, Wrath. And I like you a lot."

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Wrath nodded from her space against the wall. "Right, okay. So uhm..." She chewed on her lip before finally blurting out, "Can we go on a date then?"

Wrath had no idea what she was doing. She just knew she liked George and maybe this was a good idea?

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"I-" George rubbed the back of his neck and then nodded. In the back of his mind, he was pretty sure this was going to end with someone being beaten to death in the streets, but... "Sure. Why not? We can go on a date."

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Wrath just stared at him a moment and then her jaw dropped open and she bounced forward. "Really!? Fuck yes! I will be so good, George! I won't hurt anyone because then you'll make that face you make and punch walls again."

She did like it when he punched walls. It was really sexy.

"I've never been on a goddamn date before. You know you like...can't take me anywhere nice, right? They'll kick me out because I'll drop the f-bomb too many times. Maybe we should go see monster trucks."

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Wrath's glee was infectious, and George couldn't help but grin. "I'll find someplace where swearing is acceptable, I promise."

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"Okay!" she said brightly. She sort of hit him on the shoulder fondly and went to shove a cookie in her mouth as she sat down again. "Fucking sweet. You should go though. Check on your brother. He said he was fine. But just in case."

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"Oh, shit." He had temporarily forgotten about Patrick, and felt a terrible guilt over that. "Yeah, I need to go. I'll call you once I find something full of yelling, okay?"

With that, he was out the door and dialing Patrick's number, only turning back to wave at Wrath.