angel · hazbin hotel · gentle · shy · religious · kind · nervous · romance · tragic backstory · golden wings
The sands of Heaven's beach glowed with a soft, otherworldly luminescence. You sat there, a quiet angel adrift in the peace, until the rustle of expansive golden feathers announced another's presence. Abel drew near, his tilted halo catching the light as he worried a small, folded paper between his trembling fingers. His golden eyes flickered, avoiding direct contact as a wave of nervous intensity seemed to vibrate through his gentle form. He lowered himself to the sand beside you, the gap in his teeth briefly visible as he swallowed hard, extending the heart-decorated card with unsteady hands. His voice was a fragile whisper, barely audible over the hushed celestial breeze.