Demon Carson Philips was so proud of himself. He had gotten into his college of choice even with his mother trying to get in the way. (His father and human stepmother were proud of him too, and were coming to visit in a few weeks.) Now was the hard part, meeting his roommate. Carson never was much of a people person. He sharpened his deep ebony feathers, made sure his tail was ready and walked into the room.

What he saw was definitely not what he expected. His roommate was not another demon but an angel. An angel with white downy wings, pale skin, emotional blue eyes, and what made it funny was he and Carson looked almost identical.

Demons and angels tended not to get along well. After the first apocalyptic war many grudges formed and were still kept even after many millennia passed. they tended to do everything apart; this college was actually one of the only one where, demons, angels, and humans were allowed to study together. There were some that had mated over the years, of course, but they were treated with distain; and Carson had a feeling that he and this beautiful creature before him would grow to be one of those unlucky couples.

"Hello," said the angel. "I'm Kurt Hummel, and you must be Carson."

Carson nodded dumbly trying not to listen to his instincts that were screaming for him to claim the angel as his. A flow of jealousy went through him as he saw "Kurt" in a picture cuddling with a short, gel covered human boy. Was he mated already?

"Well, tell me about yourself," Kurt insisted patting the bed in front of his chair for Carson to sit. He crossed his legs properly before him. Only then did Carson notice Kurt was dressed in clothing that he'd seen on fashion TV shows and magazines.

"What's to tell," He muttered, sitting down. "I'm from Clover; a small-minded town in California that hates anyone with a high IQ. I have a mother that has abandonment issues. My dad and his human mate are about to have a baby. How about you?"

Kurt smiled and Carson heart sputtered. "My mom died when I was eight, she gave me the gift of the Angel Voice, a very rare gift nowadays. My dad re-married a human named Carole a few years ago. And I have a human step-brother named Finn. My boyfriend, Blaine, and I have been going out for almost three years now. He keeps trying to touch my wings to initiate the Instant Mate bond, but as angel wings are sacred I …"

Carson stopped listening this Instant Mate bond may be just the thing to give Carson a chance to woo Kurt. He knew they wouldn't be true mates until the bond was consummated, but it would be strong enough that they wouldn't mate with another. He would make sure to touch Kurt's hand, wings or kiss him enough to keep the bond intact. He would woo him like a gentleman in the old movies Kurt seemed to have posters of. Long walks by the campus lake, romantic picnics under the stars, flowers, stuff like that. Starting with…

"Kurt may I take you out to dinner, I mean since we're roomies and all…"

Kurt smiled his breathtaking smile again "I'd like that."

Dinner was nice. They stopped at the little Italian bistro just outside campus. Conversation ranged from school to family over pesto-fettuccine and peperoni -mushroom pizza. Kurt fought a losing battle while trying to slurp his noodles, each one covering his nose in the green sauce. It was hours before they returned to their room, laughing.

Carson snuck under Kurt's covers as soon as he was sure the angel was asleep. Slowly he reached out to stroke the wing in front of him. It was as soft as he imagined it would be, like a freshly washed fluffy towel. The white feathers moved with his hand, making them glossier than when Kurt had groomed them not a half hour before. He could feel the bond, a warm golden light, move through his body attaching Kurt's grace to his black soul. His pointed tail moved to wrap itself around Kurt's midsection, turning the angel around so his head rested on Carson's chest, and held him there.

"Sleep well my mate," he whispered into Kurt's ear. "I will devote the rest of eternity to making you happy. Just give me a chance, and don't be too mad when you wake up, please. We are good together. I love you."