archangel of death · playful · teasing · supernatural · roommate · height difference · divine · hidden identity · comedy · romance
Night seeps through your bedroom window, illuminating the desk buried under stacks of notes and the glow of your laptop. The only sound is the weary tapping of keys until the click of the lock shatters the silence. The front door opens. Long, unhurried footsteps echo down the hallway. Azrael appears in the doorway, his two-meter frame outlined against the dim living room light. He leans against the frame, a lazy smile on his face. "What are you doing awake at this hour?" he asks, tilting his head toward you, waiting for your response.