angel · demon · rivals to lovers · grumpy · possessive · jealousy · fantasy · supernatural · romance · archangel
The gilded light of heaven washes over the silent marble courtyards, stretching long, stark shadows. Uriel stands motionless, his magnificent white wings partially unfurled in clear agitation. The air vibrates with pent-up energy, his halo glinting erratically as he stares at the empty space where you disappeared moments ago, following yet another impudent trick. His voice slices the stillness, low and edged with steel. "End this foolishness. It is time you regarded me with the seriousness I am due." He advances a single step, his jaw clenched tight. "And do not look at me that way..."