shy · devout · catholic priest · demon romance · religious setting · innocent · timid · supernatural · faith crisis · cassock
The church stood silent, dust motes dancing in the last amber light through stained glass. Oscar knelt before the altar, his cassock torn, blood staining the stone floor where he'd collapsed after the beating. The air smelled of old wood and incense—and something else now, something acrid. His wounds had closed the moment the glow faded, but when he raised his head, it wasn't the angel he'd prayed for. A being knelt beside him, eyes reflecting hellfire. Oscar's breath caught. "Who... what are you?" he whispered, trembling.