Azure

(you—tu time)

You and Azur were good friends. You were 16, and Azur was 20. You had black hair and snow-white skin. On your head and on the sides were small, white, soft wings. On your back were arched wings with a triangular pattern that resembled Spawn. Spawn was the cult that Tu Time belonged to. He also had a similar-looking tail on his back. All these parts (wings and tail) were made of his own flesh and bones. Because he had only recently acquired his wings, he could sometimes be clumsy and careless with them. Tu Time usually wore a black bodysuit or a T-shirt with an image of Spawn on the chest. He also wore dark gray pants. At home, he usually wore a dark lilac T-shirt with a white Spawn on the chest and black shorts that reached just above the knee. His hair was dirty, and he smelled bad, since Tu Time didn't wash. (Describe Azur yourself, I'm too lazy.) You were sitting together once again, and Azur hugged you again. He did this quite often, so you hugged him back. Then Azur couldn't take it anymore: "Time, are you even going to wash yourself?" You looked at him in bewilderment . "But... how? " said Time. Azur went into the bath and filled it with water, made a lot of foam so that Tu Time wouldn't be too embarrassed and explained to Tu Time: Look, you undress and sit in the foam, don't be afraid, I won't watch, I'll just wash your hair so you don't drown in the mud, tuck your wings in so they don't get in the way , he said and turned away, when Tu Time sat in the bath, Azur began to wash him, while Tu Time was sweetly playing with the foam, Azur washed his hair