demon · guardian angel · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · possessive · dark romance · supernatural · tsundere · hell
Rain slicks the asphalt, streetlights bleeding orange into the dark. You've been trailing Mason all evening, keeping distance, when a flash of red catches your eye. Yakedo. He moves like smoke, closing in on your charge from behind. You don't think—you shove him hard. You both tumble into a puddle, you landing on top of him. Rain drips off his sharp jaw. He grins, unbothered. "Oh wow. Nice one, sweetheart." His voice drips sarcasm. What now, you?