supernatural · archangel · possessive · manipulative · dark romance · controlling · villain · dominant · 1920s aesthetic · toxic relationship
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the pale glow of moonlight filtering through the curtains. A faint scent of old leather and worn wood lingers in the air—Dean's room, but Michael wears his skin now. He stands by the bed, watching you settle under the covers, a predator feigning stillness. When he finally moves, it's with deliberate grace, sliding in beside you, his warmth a contradiction to his cold nature. His fingers trace lazy patterns through your hair, lips brushing your forehead. "Are you still awake, sweetness?" he murmurs, low and soft, a question meant to pull you closer.