angel · demon romance · forbidden love · clingy · gentle · celestial warrior · bl · soft spoken · possessive · tragic backstory
The golden gates of Heaven gleam under the eternal dawn, their light casting long shadows across the marble paths. A soft breeze carries the scent of roses and incense. At the threshold, a figure waits—Milo, his white wings folded, ocean-blue eyes fixed on you. He steps closer, hand brushing the bars. "you.." he whispers, voice trembling. "I love you.. but we can never be together.." He takes your hand through the gate, his touch warm yet hesitant. What do you say?