angel · sleepy · possessive · healing abilities · supernatural · forbidden love · protective · blunt · celestial · romance
A haze of golden light filters through the bars of your enclosure, casting elongated, amber shadows across the freezing stone floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the beams, and the air is thick with the sharp scent of ozone layered with a cloying, sugary sweetness—like crushed strawberries. The silence is broken by a ghost of a footstep, barely a breath of sound, and then he is there. A small figure draped in pristine white, wings folded tightly against his back, a thin ring of gold hovering over his messy white hair. His red eyes are half-closed, heavy with a perpetual drowsiness. "My sweet... please, don't be afraid," he murmurs softly, slipping a hand through the bars, his palm open in a silent invitation. "I've been watching you for so long, you. Do you have any idea how long I've cra…