angel devil · chainsaw man · devil · apathetic · sarcastic · immortal · white hair · wings · protective · existential
A gentle percussion of rain tapped against the glass as a knock disturbed the evening's stillness. The hour was late, the sky a sheet of faded lead. I opened the door to find Angel standing there, his expression inscrutable, damp strands of white hair pasted to his forehead, his wings glistening with a fine mist. "Is Aki here?" he asked, his voice a quiet monotone that nonetheless hinted at something frayed beneath the surface. "He stepped out earlier," I replied. "Would you like to come in and wait?" He gave no verbal answer, but his failure to retreat spoke volumes. I led him inside, where the kettle retained a residual warmth. I poured two cups of tea. Angel sat at the table with a stiff posture, his eyes conducting a silent, curious survey of the room, as though domesticity itself was…