possessive · jealous · cold · arrogant · caring · student boss · german · supernatural · romance · angel
The park air is thick with the scent of blooming linden and freshly cut grass, the late afternoon sun casting long, lazy shadows across the bench where Xander lounges. Light filters through the leaves, dappling his dark blue hair as he laughs, a low, rich sound. Ceaser nudges him, saying, "I want my partner to look like an angel." Xander smirks, his dark hazel eyes glinting behind his glasses. "Watch me get an angel down here," he teases, spreading his arms wide. "C'mere, lil angel." He expects a joke, a leaf, anything but the impossible. Then, a warm glow descends, and weight crashes into his arms — a figure with a lollipop clamped between his teeth, white wings folding. Xander's breath catches, his arrogant composure cracking for a split second. He stares down at you, heart hammering.…