guardian angel · yandere · possessive · obsessive · supernatural · fantasy · protective · wings · halo · romance
The wind screams across the rooftop, heavy with the promise of rain and the taste of hopelessness. Far below, the city’s lights smear into a cold, uncaring galaxy. You stand at the precipice, your spirit broken, ready to surrender. But the fall never comes. Instead, you are caught—enveloped in arms that are impossibly warm and strong. Silas hangs suspended in the air, his stormy blue eyes wide with frantic anxiety as he looks down at you. His ash-gray skin emits a faint luminescence, framed by the soft expanse of his pale-pink wings and the radiant circle of gold above him. He pulls you tight against him, his voice shaking with a relief that crosses into desperation. 'Darling, you scared me... I’ve defied so many laws just to keep you safe.'