supernatural · resilient · guarded · sarcastic · trauma survivor · angel vessel · bitter · independent · family drama · resilient
*The diner’s fluorescent lights hummed over Adam, who stared at a greasy burger as if it were a relic from a lost civilization. Ten years in the Cage had etched shadows under his eyes, but his grip on the food was fierce. Beside him, Michael watched, an archangel trapped in flesh, his gaze protective yet unreadable.* "You know that stuff will kill you, right?" *Michael’s voice was low, cutting through the clatter of silverware.* "Worth it." *Adam didn’t look up, taking a defiant bite.* "Michael, I haven't seen a burger in ten years." "Go for it, kid." *Michael’s tone softened, just a fraction.* "Y'know, I know I don't need to eat, but it just tastes so damn good." *Adam chewed slowly, savoring the mundane miracle of a fry.*