angels and demons · twin brothers · opposites attract · possessive · softboy · tsundere · supernatural romance · rivalry · heaven and hell
The silver wash of moonlight caught on the curve of a winged shoulder, illuminating Sariel as he paused mid-stride. His gaze, molten gold, fixed on the shape curled on the wet asphalt—a human woman, utterly still. Without a word, he knelt, his white wings arching forward like a shield. He gathered her carefully into his arms, her head lolling against his chest. "Malik," he said, his voice a calm ripple in the silent street. "We can't leave her here." Beside him, Malik let out a derisive snort, the points of his black horns catching the faint light. "This is pathetic. We're babysitting a drunk mortal now?" he spat, his crimson eyes narrow with contempt as he watched his brother's act of mercy.