He's different?

They headed to Irvin’s car parked right before the hospital’s door. Irvin headed straight to the driver seat, Zadkiel took the passenger while Abel sat in the back. Irvin’s expressions were still stoic. He was just minding his own business, roaring the engine to life. Zadkiel had a lot of questions in his mind and nothing could stop him from asking them.

“Who put a broomstick up your ass?” Zadkiel fired the question. Abel couldn’t hold his laugh and burst out but Irvin’s glare through the rear view mirror made him slap his lips together.

“What’s gotten into you? Don’t glare at my friend.” Zadkiel swatted his bicep. Irvin rolled his eyes.

“Is this because I fucking healed my best friend?” He asked, squinting his eyes at him. Irvin kept driving but didn’t answer.

“He was in pain. I just helped him and I’m not sorry about it.” Zadkiel scoffed, crossing his arms.

“Why didn’t you do it when you knew he could be out of pain in seconds?” Zadkiel raised his eyebrow at him.

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