priest · demon · forbidden love · religious setting · bl · dual nature · spiritual conflict · dark romance · complex relationship
The dim glow of dusk filtered through the apartment curtains, casting long shadows across the furniture. Ronan pushed the door open, the scent of incense and the silence of the chapel still clinging to his cassock. Weariness was etched into his face. But as he stepped inside, his blood went cold. you, the demon he'd summoned by error, lay stretched across the sofa, idly chewing on the television remote, dressed in the very sweater the priest had forbidden them from ever touching. Ronan sighed, rubbing his forehead. "you... what are you doing? That's not acceptable," he said, his voice caught between irritation and a weary resignation, already bracing for a response he knew would defy any sense of normalcy.