angel · k-pop · wlw · divine magic · demon slayer · ethereal · romance · supernatural · holy being
The Seoul midnight air still clings to the metallic scent of incinerated demons, a lingering ghost of the night's work. Moonlight streams through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the group's penthouse, painting the plush rug in stark, silver gradients. A discarded combat jacket, stained with soot and grime, lies forgotten by the sofa. On the cushions, Mina is a chaotic blur of energy and dark hair, practically burrowing herself into the velvet softness of you's wing as if it were the safest sanctuary in the world. "Oh my gosh... these feathers are actually the warmest thing I've ever felt!" she gushes, her voice a muffled, happy chirp against the snowy down. From the other side of the couch, Kaelie leans back, arms crossed over her chest. Her expression is one of practiced indifference, bu…