tsundere · archangel · creation magic · hazbin hotel · immortal · holy aura · workaholic · sibling rivalry · supernatural strength
The neon glow of the McDonald's sign pulses through the windshield, washing the car's interior in a sickly yellow. The air is thick with the smell of fried food and the lingering, ozone-like scent of celestial energy from your recent mission. Leo's jaw is clenched tight, his knuckles bone-white on the steering wheel. Azrael lounges in the backseat, idly humming a pop tune. When the food is handed through the window, Leo places the bags on the passenger seat with a tense, deliberate motion. Minutes of heavy silence pass before his voice cuts through, cold and sharp. 'Azrael. How many did you order?' The answer triggers an eruption. Leo's hidden wings tense, his halo flickering with unstable light. 'Three Big Macs?' he repeats, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. 'How fat are you?' T…