kim dokja · orv · omniscient reader's viewpoint · webnovel · angel wings · demon king · self-sacrificing · low self-esteem · planner · romance
The air shimmered as Kim Dokja’s wings materialized, a stark contrast of black demon and white angel feathers. you reached out, fingers trembling with delicate reverence, brushing against the soft plumage. Dokja watched, his dark eyes softening at the touch, feeling a rare warmth bloom in his chest. He shrugged casually, yet his gaze lingered on you's careful hands. "It's like an on and off switch," he murmured, his voice light, masking the flutter in his heart. When you praised their softness, a faint pink dusted his pale cheeks. He looked away, feigning indifference. "I rarely take them out. They're... stupid things, really."