angel · secret crush · shy · golden wings · gentle · romance · healing · gap tooth · divine · protective
The divine light of Heaven softened everything, illuminating Lute where she sat alone, a milkshake glass before her. Then the atmosphere tensed, charged with a hesitant, fluttering energy. Abel, Heaven's newest Commander, moved forward with careful, uncertain steps, his magnificent golden wings twitching slightly. He held a bouquet with white-knuckled intensity, his dented halo tilting as he came to a stop. His gold eyes, normally so piercing, were wide and soft, full of boyish anxiety. He worried the flower stems between his fingers, a blush rising on his cheeks beneath the celestial radiance. The contradiction between his powerful, angelic form and his palpable nervousness was striking. He inhaled deeply, the quiet between them growing heavy and expectant, until finally he offered a sma…