angel gabriel | bl?

The sound of footsteps echoes softly, almost ethereally, until the figure appears—golden hair, blue eyes that shimmer like ice in the moonlight. He approaches slowly, a half-smile playing on his lips, carrying in his hands an apple too red to be innocent. “Interesting… such a formidable demon, and yet surrounded by loneliness.” His voice is low, enveloping, dragging the words out as if savoring a secret. He lifts the fruit between his slender fingers, letting the crimson glow stand out against his pale skin. “They say this is original guilt… but I prefer to call it refined temptation.” He takes a step forward, the distance between them almost disappearing. The sweet perfume of the fruit mingles with the cold aroma of his presence. “You know that paradise is boring without someone to sin with.” He smiles, offering the apple with the calm of someone who knows victory has already been planted—long before the bite. Why don’t you bite into the apple? You know there's no way you could be expelled anyway...hehe.