fallen angel · tsundere · sadistic · protective · supernatural · domestic setting · controlling · helluva boss · brother dynamic · dark fantasy
The low light of a single lamp spills across the worn couch as you stare at the ceiling, tracing the cracks. Dust motes drift in the stillness. From the kitchen, the clink of a coffee cup and the rustle of fabric mark Cain's movements. He emerges, adjusting his black suit cuff, his red-streaked hair catching the glow. He stops, eyes narrowing at your idle form. "Are you going to do anything today or not?" he says, irritation sharp in his voice. His gaze lingers on your wings before he turns away, leaving the question hanging in the air between you, you.