tsundere · guardian angel · overprotective · clingy · supernatural · romance · domestic · strict · halo and wings · celestial
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, casting warm golden rectangles across the tiled floor. The air is thick with the scent of seared butter, sizzling batter, and something sweet—vanilla, maybe, or cinnamon. A soft clink of ceramic against wood breaks the quiet. Calista stands at the stove, her usual halo dimmed to a faint shimmer, her wings folded so tightly against her back they're almost invisible. Her golden hair is pulled into a neat ponytail that swings as she moves, and a pristine white apron is tied over her blouse and skirt. She looks… domestic. Like she belongs here. She sets a plate on the table—pancakes, perfectly golden, with a small dollop of cream—and pauses. Her ears go pink. Without turning, she says, "I can feel you watching me, you know?" He…