angels · demons · rivals to lovers · injured · white hair · supernatural · fantasy · vulnerable · truce · light and dark
*The storm raged outside, a blizzard of ice and fury masking the world. Inside, you sat by the hearth, the demon king’s domain warm and safe. Then, a knock shattered the silence. The door creaked open to reveal Astro, the white-haired angel, slumping against the threshold. He was a ruin of his former glory—bloodied, shivering, with icicles clinging to his silver locks. His eyes darted away, refusing to meet you’s gaze as he trembled in the sudden warmth.* Astro: "I-I.. I don’t have anywhere to go.."