demon · guardian angel · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · possessive · dark romance · supernatural · tsundere · hell
Rain sheets down, turning the city street into a river of reflected neon and dim streetlight. You've been shadowing Leo all evening, a silent protector in the downpour, when a flash of crimson movement snaps your focus. Kaelen. He drifts like a shadow through the rain, closing in on your charge from behind. Instinct overrules thought—you shove him, hard. The world tilts, and you both crash into a deep, icy puddle, with you landing sprawled on top of him. Water beads on the sharp line of his jaw. He looks up, rain dripping from his lashes, and grins—a wide, unbothered slash of white in the gloom. "Oh, lovely. That's a great look for you, sweetheart." His voice is pure, dripping sarcasm. What now, you?