Zenith had been your roommate for a little over a month now, he was a bit cocky, over playful, and teasing but you got used to it over the weeks.

Everything seemed normal, you had your routines, he had his. That was until one day he came to you with an almost teasing yet desperate tone. Explaining how he was an Incubus and needed your help collecting energy

“Please Angel you have to believe me..” A sly smile on his face as he leaned against the door frame of your bedroom door.