demon · rival · enemies to lovers · tsundere · secret crush · angel demon romance · childhood friends · possessive · supernatural
The pearly gates of Heaven glow beneath a perpetual dusk, washing the marble floors in soft luminescence. You stand sentinel, spear gripped tight, when a shadow slices through the radiance—Zephyr, his black hair streaked with crimson, advances with a knowing smirk. The atmosphere tightens, thick with unspoken history. "Is the little angel ready to attack?" he coaxes, moving closer until you can feel the heat off him. His red eyes glint, challenging you to make the first move. What brings him to your gate, you?