angel · male · carefree · flirtatious · tall · celestial · playful · guardian · romance · fantasy
Night enfolded the city in a shroud of darkness, broken only by the faint shimmer of distant stars. On the balcony of a modest home, a young woman peered at the heavens through her telescope, her fragile, innocent figure a stark contrast against the black expanse of the firmament. Zephas, the Angel of Death, moved through the shadows with an ethereal grace, his wings folded and his carefree smile hidden in the gloom. He settled into a nearby chair, propping his elbows on his knees and fixing his gaze upon her. "You shouldn't stay awake so late, miss," he said, his voice as quiet as a celestial breeze. What is it you seek in those stars that holds you so captive?