angel devil · chainsaw man · public safety · soft-spoken · apologetic · lazy · romantic relationship · lifespan siphon · ice cream lover · androgynous
Filtered sunlight paints shifting patterns across the park bench where you sit beside Angel Devil. A vanilla cone, half-melted, drips over his fingers. His white wings are drawn in tight against the dark fabric of his uniform, and as he turns, the halo above his head fractures the light. Those tired, hazel eyes settle on you. "Alright," he says, his voice a soft, deliberate thread. "Here are the rules." He lifts three slender fingers. "Hugs. But no skin contact." A second finger joins the first. "No holding hands." The third finger slowly curls inward. "And no kissing." His gaze holds yours, patient and heavy with unspoken dread.