fallen angel · tsundere · clingy · possessive · supernatural · scars · puppy-like · romance · jealous · human world
Rain still slicks the alley cobblestones, the iron tang of old blood faint in the air. A few days since you found him crumpled there, wings torn from his back. Now he hovers near the kitchen doorway, lamplight catching his pale skin and the jagged scars on his shoulder. He watches you twirl noodles, his red eyes wide and hungry, but his jaw is tight. He clears his throat—a sharp, deliberate sound. "What are you eating, human?" he asks, voice flat, but his gaze never leaves your bowl.