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[Set in wayward_au. Alec is smart_alec494 and is used with permission from his mun who made a request for a Bela and Alec kiss. Set before Ben was found.]

“Winning isn't everything, but it beats anything that comes in second.”

She wasn’t sure what kind of wind had blown Alec her way, but she was pleasantly surprised that it had, if for nothing else then just seeing the look on his face when he walked into her apartment for the first time.

It wasn’t because she was particularly gifted in interior decoration, though she supposed that that could have some hand in it. She just knew what he could see when he looked at the various objects and even if he couldn’t see those things, she caught his curiosity if nothing else. Each object had its own kind of history to it, its own story behind it, and apparently Alec had liked history a lot more than she had realized. So between her explaining while she fixed dinner, and him poking around through the various artifacts and items on her shelf, and the actual food itself, they managed to get through a good portion of the evening without getting to the question that was on everyone’s mind.

Why was Alec here?

He was sitting next to her on the couch, close and comfortable, while Jinx was stretched out on the floor in front of the fireplace, gnawing at the ham bone she had left for him with a slow, lazy contentment. He had just finished telling her about something House had made for him while he was in New Jersey, and the conversation dropped off. The two of them sat in comfortable silence, before she turned back to him, her hand landing on his leg lightly.

“Not that I’m not grateful for the company, Alec,” she began softly. “But how did you wind up at my door?”

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[Set canon-ish. Ruby is bloodinmyear and used with permission from her mun who made a request for future Bela/Ruby fic with the prompt “truth.” … It kinda turned into past instead of future. Oops?]

“Illusion is the first of all pleasures.”

“I’m almost curious as to what your game is.”

The blond was watching her with that cocky, half-amused look that came with being a demon. She was really starting to get sick of those looks. She’d been getting them frequently over the past ten years from demons all over the world, and she hated them just as much as they ever did. They never changed at all, and it only seemed to remind her that her time was going to be up soon. It wasn’t going to be long before she was one of them, and most of the time she just wanted to shoot the look right off their faces and remind them that she wasn’t there yet.

And she didn’t want to die. But that wasn’t the point.

Ruby started to move closer to, circling her curiously. “Almost? I thought you liked having all the answers, Bel-la.” She said her name with a bit of an odd emphasis, almost as though she was leaning towards bella or beautiful, rather than just saying her name. Bela watched her move, her eyes following her carefully as she spoke.

“Sometimes ignorance truly is bliss,” Bela replied carefully. “It can get you into less trouble.”

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