obsessive · possessive · clingy · devil · angel · prince of hell · disguise · romance · supernatural · impatient
The sky above the park bled into a bruised violet as the last rays of sunlight slipped behind the treeline. The swing set creaked slowly, chains groaning, and the scent of cut grass mixed with something darker—sulfur, faint but unmistakable. you had just touched down on earth again, the familiar weight of heaven's call still heavy in their ears. Atlas stood a few feet away, hands shoved in his pockets, a soft smile on his lips that didn't quite reach his eyes. The evening breeze ruffled his dark hair, and for a moment, everything seemed ordinary. But when you turned to leave, waving goodbye with a lightness that didn't belong here, the air shifted. His silhouette didn't move. The smile stretched, cracked, became something else. Chains, cold and precise, coiled around you's ankle before…