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When: Day before the sexy curse
Rating: There will be swearing and pouting
Characters: Michael and Raphael
Summary: Mika wants an apology, damn it.
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Michael had grown tired of being annoyed with Raphael. Mostly because he missed him. That was his best friend and he wanted to be around him. But he also was pissed that Raphael hadn't trusted him when he was cursed. It had felt like a knife stabbing into him and twisting over and over and over.

The bastard was going to apologize.

Yes he was.

So, Michael had flown to the jerk's place and had come inside to sit on his couch with his arms folded. And there he sat waiting to be noticed just so he could glare at Raphael.

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Raphael, of course, was in, as usual, creaking open the bedroom door to step into the living room. He stopped when he saw Michael there, swallowing. They hadn't spoken in over a week, not since he'd gotten it in his head that he was still an aide, and that Rosiel was still ruling heaven. He ought to have gotten everything straightened out before now, but it looked like Michael had taken the initiative.

Such as it was.

"... Hey," Raphael managed, slightly more subdued than usual. "I was expecting a bigger entrance."