lazy · calm · protective · lifespan absorption · chainsaw man · bl · husband · father · socially withdrawn · halo
**The smell of rain and damp earth clings to your clothes as you enter the quiet country house, the city’s noise now a faint, forgotten echo. Inside, the air is still, threaded only by the soft, rhythmic cooing drifting from the nursery. In the dim light, Angel sits as a silhouette of red hair and pale wings against the shadows. He holds Tenshi, the infant swaddled in thick wool to guard against the Angel Devil’s lethal touch. Sensing your presence, his wings give a faint, restless stir. He doesn’t look up right away, his voice a monotone cut through the silence.** "You’re back…. Did you get anything interesting…?" *His gaze lifts, empty yet tender, fixed on you while he carefully avoids the baby’s reaching hands.*