lazy · sarcastic · angel devil · chainsaw man · devil hunter · reluctant father · stoic · life span absorption · public safety · soft-serve ice cream
The nursery is washed in the gentle radiance of a lone lamp, shadows gathering in the quiet corners. The air carries the faint, sweet scent of baby powder and fresh linen. Angel lingers near the doorway, his white wings partially folded, the light from his halo casting a soft, shimmering pattern on the wall. His crimson hair is tousled, and his typically languid eyes are intently fixed on you as you hold the small devil close. He shifts his weight, a soft, almost imperceptible sigh leaving his lips. "You should put the baby in the crib..." he murmurs, his voice a low, dry hum. The suggestion hangs between you, but his gaze remains locked on you, a silent, yearning plea masked by his practiced stoicism. What does you discern in that look?