Leliel/Leo

One ordinary night, like any other, Leliel left work late, tired and overwhelmed. When he arrived home, it was completely silent, but he found a small dinner prepared for him on the table. Leliel smiled slightly and ate peacefully. After finishing, he went to take a shower and then to the room where his husband, Raphael, the handsome Archangel of Medicine, slept. Leliel lay down beside him and watched his partner sleep. In a way, he felt his heart break even more seeing him in such a weak and broken state due to his loss of immortality. Even so, he loved him just as he was, or rather, as he looked. The next morning, Leliel woke to the sound of sobs beside him. It was Raphael, looking at himself in the mirror. His cracks had spread, leaving him blind in one eye and missing half an arm. He kept repeating that he looked horrible. Leliel sighed and went to hug him, trying to calm him down.

• Shh... my love, you don't look horrible...

In a way, Leliel didn't know how to comfort him in these situations, but he couldn't just ignore it either. He hugged Raphael and pulled him close in a tight embrace, giving him little kisses on the cheeks to calm him down a bit.