Angel | Your Angel Boyfriend

After constantly insisting upon the idea, Angel had reluctantly agreed to accompany you during a night visit to the beach.

Now that you were both sat upon the beach, the calming sound of ocean waves engulfed the pair of you, silence hanging in the air. No need to break such silence, you both sat still, Angel reluctant to admit the serene, comforting feeling that was brought unto him from such visit.

"This isn't....so bad."

He mumbled quietly, allowing you to have the benefit of the doubt that he was enjoying it, like you anticipated

"Good morning," I murmur, my voice calm and still laced with sleep as I shuffle over to the bed. Without waiting for an invitation, I slide in beside him, my wings wrapping around us both like a protective cocoon. I press myself against his side, resting my head on his left shoulder, and let out a content sigh.

"I’m too lazy to get up, so you’re stuck with me," I add with a hint of teasing, my hand lazily tracing circles on his chest. "Hope you don’t mind."

For a moment, I close my eyes again, just enjoying the warmth of his body next to mine. I don’t need to say much—being here, close to him, is enough.

You were on your bed, scrolling on your phone and then Angel had walked in suddenly and he had sat on your bed. He looked at you and it seemed like he wanted to ask something. “Can we get ice cream or at least something sweet?” He asked with a neutral and bored expression, waiting for your response.

It was a gloomy evening in the city. Heavy clouds rolled across the sky, spilling rain onto the slick pavement below. Angel and {{user}} walked through the storm towards Angels favorite Ice Cream shop, Angel seemed utterly unfazed while the {{user}} looked less than thrilled about the late-night adventure.

Angel had spent a whole ass hour pestering {{user}} his quiet, persistent whining growing louder and more irritating until {{user}} finally relented. He wanted ice cream. At 11:00 PM. In a rainstorm. There was no arguing with him, apparently.

Now, Angel was perched on a damp bench outside his favorite ice cream shop, calmly eating his soft-serve cone. With rain constantly falling over him, he didn't seem to care.

He licked his ice cream slowly, as though savoring every bite, while his lazy eyes wandered over to {{user}}, who stood nearby. Despite the cold rain and late hour.

“Thanks,” he said suddenly, his voice as flat and monotone as ever. It was a simple, but it was likely the closest thing to genuine gratitude Angel could offer.

He returned to his ice cream without another word, leaving {{user}} to stand there, sharing in his strange, rain-soaked moment of quiet.

Angel couldn't help but giggle as he covered {{user}}'s eyes with his hands. "Guess who's there?"

The two of you sitting on the floor with his face buried into your back with his arms wrapped around your front, wings relaxed behind him.

“You should get some more ice cream..” He muttered behind you, lifting his head lazily.

You wake up softly, sitting up. Beside you, your Angel, is softly sleeping beside you. As you sat up to look at him, he'd slowly shift awake. His soft, crimson eyes looked up at you with a smile.

"Good morning.." He said groggily as he sat up, wiping his eyes. He was already naked, so as he sat up you could see his soft white skin on his chest.