𓏵 pairing :: bf!angel devil (天使) x masc!reader ☆ genre :: romance , slice of life , fluff ☆ warnings :: spoilers sorta, angels touch starved with a bit of trust issues , light swearing (fuck, damn) , mentions of death , insecurity sort of , kissing , pet names (human, mortal, my dear) ☆ word count :: 1.2k ☆ recommended age rating :: 12 + ☆ listenin' to :: i wanna be yours — arctic monkeys ♡
𓏵 a.n :: i kept my word this time lmao ♡
𓏵 masterlist 天使 taglist ♡
bf!angel . . . who you originally approached because makima assigned him as your temporary partner.
after katana man surprised denji, power, himeno, and your partner hayakawa with an attack, makima assigned angel devil to be your temporary partner while aki healed up from the violent fight.
“angel devil, and you are?”
bf!angel . . . who's very quiet and standoff-ish when first meeting you.
he's not shy, just has nothing to say. his avoidance of speaking got to a point where you couldn't tell if he was a male or female, which you were still unsure of until you got to know him better.
“last time i checked, i was a male.”
bf!angel . . . who only warms up to you after a few missions together.
angel likes the way you fight, you're straight to the point and damn good at what you do. during a particularly long and dangerous mission where both of you nearly lost your lives, he truly left impressed at your will and skills.
“i must admit i'm impressed, you're not bad at fighting.”
bf!angel . . . who's intentionally difficult just to make you look at him that way again.
you'll ask him politely to do something, he'll ignore you. you'll ask again, he'll say it's too much work. he's staring at your back the whole time, watching you look over your shoulder at him with that expression and nearly smiles.
“fine. i suppose i can spare a moment.”
bf!angel . . . who claims he only sticks around for the ice cream, but,
his eyes have been more interested lately, more bold and intentional when they land on your body. he'll only snap out of his trance when you announce your departure.
“you can't stay longer? make me another ice cream before you go, then.”
bf!angel . . . who'd rather die tomorrow than admit he's been attracted to you lately.
it's not his fault, really, you've just been looking so damn good recently. it's not like he can act on it or anything, so he keeps it secret to keep you safe.
“me? like you? as in romance? you're delusional, human.”
bf!angel . . . who most definitely would not confess first, it's too much of a hassle.
he knows you've picked up on his stupid little behaviors, you're not an idiot, he just won't do anything about it. if you like him back, you'll confess to him. easy, simple, no work for him.
“not an option. tell me you love me.”
bf!angel . . . who — after making you confess, gets so frustrated trying to conjure up a response.
you told him you loved him when he told you to, but now all he can do is stupidly make gestures as he thinks of a reply that'll tell you he loves you too without directly saying it.
“fuck. look, what 'm trying to say is, well. god damn it.”
bf!angel . . . who tries his absolute best to hold back his urges of touching you.
every time angel touches a human's skin he takes time off of their lifespan, with this in mind, having a partner is insanely difficult. he knows humans desire physical touch, and gets upset when he can't give it to you.
“y'know what i want right now, human? i really, really want to hold your hand.”
bf!angel . . . who doesn't care if you suggest touching with fabric in between the two of you, it's too risky.
you've suggested plenty of times to hold hands through gloves, and every time, he turns you down. angel's not an openly caring and loving person, but he certainly cares internally.
“i would rather not, hand holding is not worth your life.”
bf!angel . . . who takes you places to make up for the lack of physical affection.
whether it be a beautiful, closed off lake or to a store you've mentioned you like, he likes going out with you. exploring the city is particularly fun to him. and the best part? watching you get so excited to tell him all about everything.
“what about an ice cream shop today? oh come on, don't be like that.”
bf!angel . . . who definitely doesn't speak a lot, but when he does,
when it rains it pours, and when you get angel to start talking about his interests, it won't stop until he gets distracted or until he runs out of things to say. you don't mind at all, you actually find it cute in a way.
“i like watching mortals die, but doing the killing is too much work.”
bf!angel . . . who won't voluntarily move in unless you suggest it first.
he understands humans, or any species for that matter, need personal space from time to time. if devils need space, he's positive you do as well. he already asks for ice cream on the daily, moving in? too far.
“a week or two wouldn't hurt.”
bf!angel . . . who you offered your bed to, which he accepted as eagerly as he could get.
angel already wakes up to the smallest things, but feeling your body slide into the bed next to him not only woke him up, but made him genuinely flustered. the embarrassment faded into shock as the situation fully set in.
“what are you doing? you can't — are you stupid?”
bf!angel . . . who ends up a flushed and blushing mess when he realizes his boyfriend doesn't care.
he tries to move, get you out of harms way, but his attempt is useless, your hands already holding his. for the first time in ages, he feels worrisome. he can't dwell on it for long, interrupted by your lips on his.
“you're an idiot. you're a stupid, stupid mortal.”
bf!angel . . . whos stuck around closer to you ever since that day you proved not afraid.
he's not shoulder to shoulder, but always stays within arms reach. he stays far enough away to ensure he won't accidentally take months off of your lifespan, but close enough to smell your intoxicating scent.
“is this too close? are you sure?”
bf!angel . . . who's not insecure, but definitely not confident.
he's stuck on the idea that you deserve someone better and less dangerous, which you find so absurdly wrong. safety isn't the most important factor — you're a public safety devil hunter for god's sake, you care about the inside.
“you should care, i'm not normal, my dear.”
bf!angel . . . who finally gives fabric a chance, and wishes he tried it sooner.
at first, it was the same old answer; a fast no, but after some begging, you got him to give in. a soft blanket lazily covered you, weighing nothing compared to the devil laying on your chest.
“i should've listened to you. you're so warm.”
bf!angel . . . who thought he'd be a devil that dies to the hand of a human, not feel affection for one.
due to past troubles with trusting a species such as yours, angel swore to himself he'd never trust a human, let alone the preposterous idea of dating one. you never thought youd find yourself dating the very species you slaughter everyday.
“y'know, you're the first human i've trusted in a very long time. don't mess this up for me, 'kay?”
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