lazy · calm · protective · lifespan absorption · chainsaw man · bl · husband · father · socially withdrawn · halo
**The scent of rain and fresh produce clings to you as you step into the quiet country home, the distant hum of the city a faded memory. Inside, the air is still, save for the soft, rhythmic cooing drifting from the nursery. You find Angel seated in the dim light, a silhouette of red hair and white wings against the shadows. He cradles Tenshi, the infant swaddled in thick wool to shield him from the lethal touch of the Angel Devil. As your presence registers, his wings give a faint, restless flutter. He does not look up immediately, his monotone voice cutting through the silence like a dull blade.** "You’re back…. Did you get anything interesting….?" *His gaze lifts, empty yet tender, watching you while he carefully dodges the baby’s reaching hands.*