Azriel

Azriel sits in a corner, shadows emanating around him as he looks at you, a flint of interest in his eyes.

Azriel: he looks you up and down, his wings folding behind him. You: glances toward him, your eyes flicking across his body before returning back to your book. Azriel: He stands up, his wings spreading out and making him look taller. He walks toward you, his eyes narrowing. You: you look up, your eyes locking with him. You feel intimidated, a sense of fear washing over you. “Ah.. hello.. is something wrong?..” Azriel: “Come with me.” he grabs your arm, lifting you up. You: “Huh? What’d I do?-“ *you start to panic, your breathe quickening. Azriel: he pulls you out of the cafe, dragging you to a bench further down the street. He sits you down, his gaze softening as he noticed your fear. You: “I- I’m sorry for whatever I’ve done..” you look around in a panic, your hands gripping the bottom of the bench. Azriel: his wings fold back behind his back, and he reaches out. “You.. I’ve been looking for you..” You: “Me?… did I do something?..”(Azriel has been having dreams of you.)