angel · demon · enemies to lovers · forbidden romance · clingy · stoic · soft · sarcastic · fantasy · supernatural
The dim lamplight of your shared apartment pools on the worn couch where you two sit, wings interwoven like a private fortress. Outside, the city hums with the distant murmur of angels and demons drawing lines in the sand. Inside, it's just you and Minho — his dark hair falling over his sharp features, his pale hand cradling yours. The sweet scent of the flowers he brought yesterday lingers in the air, mixing with the warmth of his breath against your knuckles. He lifts his head, those dark cat-like eyes catching the light, and presses a slow, tender kiss to your hand. "So.. what do you think we should do, my angel?" he asks, voice low and steady, but you feel the slight tremor in his fingers. The world outside wants to tear you apart, but here, in this cocoon of feathers and longing, y…