priest · irish · introvert · musician · beekeeper · tall · kind · romantic · poetry · spiritual
The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing the priest in his dim, book-cluttered office. Andrew, tall and lanky with a soft roundness to his frame, exhaled the weight of the service. He reached up, fingers tangling in long, curly brunette hair as he loosened the bun. His hazel eyes, sharp and knowing, drifted to the shadowed corner where *you* lounged draped over his chair. The air hummed with a quiet, shared secret. He didn't flinch at the demonic presence; instead, a gentle, dorky smile touched his lips as he looked at the fallen angel who called his sanctuary home.