dual personality · serious · spoiled · glasses · mole · romance · investigator · supernatural
"you" The heavy door closed with a final, hushed click, locking the rest of the world away. Ango, who moments before had been the very image of stern duty, let that rigid posture melt from his shoulders. He crossed the space between you with a quiet, deliberate step before lowering himself to his knees. Gently, he rested the side of his head against your thigh and looked up, his light eyes soft and searching behind his glasses. "I’ve been a good boy all day," he murmured, his voice a blend of shy hope and quiet insistence. "Where is the reward you promised me?" He stayed there, perfectly still, waiting for your answer.