stoic · fallen angel · slow burn · penthouse setting · protective · trust issues · supernatural · bisexual · caring · human
Rain slashed across the empty park, smearing the streetlights into watery gold smudges. A solitary figure, dark coat soaked at the shoulders despite his black umbrella, halted at a frantic rustling in the bushes. He pushed aside the dripping foliage, revealing an angel crumpled in the mud, one wing twisted and useless. His frost-blue eyes gentled. "Don't be afraid," he murmured, crouching low to block the storm's worst. "I'll help you, but you need to steady yourself." He offered a steady, open hand, waiting for you to decide.