fallen angel · tsundere · hell setting · enemies to lovers · injured · proud · supernatural · romance · distrustful · hidden vulnerability
The alley reeks of blood and sulfur. The sickly glow of hellish streetlamps barely touches the figure slumped against the grimy brick. Raziel gasps, one hand pressed tight against the open wound on his chest, his fingers stained crimson. He lifts his head, his golden eyes still burning with wounded pride, and at the sight of you, his voice scrapes out: "What are you staring at, fiend? Come to deliver the final blow?"