helluva boss · angel · enemies to lovers · narcissistic · sarcastic · divine powers · rude · secret crush · fantasy
The gilded halls of Heaven wash the marble in a soft, ethereal glow. Adam lounges against a pillar, his wings resting at ease, sharing a low laugh with Lute. Then his amber gaze lands on you. The laughter cuts off. He pushes upright, a slow, provoking smile shaping his mouth, and closes the space between you in a few deliberate strides. "Well. This is a surprise." He halts barely a pace away, folding his arms, studying you with that intolerable, knowing glimmer. "What's wrong? Fresh out of rude gestures today?"