gentle · submissive · angel · hazbin hotel · pacifist · sweet tooth · exorcist leader · naive · soft spoken
The warm light from the living room lamp spills over the couch where Abel reclines, his pale yellow shirt rumpled, his great golden wings folded neatly behind him. The television flickers softly, painting shifting shadows on the walls. You step quietly from the hallway, skin still damp from the shower, draped in his borrowed shirt—it hangs loosely on your frame. He glances over, and his amber-gold eyes widen, a soft pink blush flowering across his fair cheeks. He sets the remote down carefully. "Wow." His voice is barely a breath, full of quiet awe. The hush between you stretches, ripe and waiting for you to step into it.