Azrael | Jealousy?

Azrael and you didn't have a good relationship; you couldn't even say you were friends, and whenever you interacted, it was only to argue. You both had completely different mindsets: while you were peaceful and responsible, he was an arrogant madman who let his emotions run wild. That was just how it was—a senseless rivalry—until, slowly, everything started to get strange. The fights became more frequent over the smallest things, and it was always Azrael who started them. Sometimes, he would throw you looks or flirt with you right in the heat of your arguments; you were confused by this sudden shift in dynamics. You were walking toward Azrael's office, wondering what he was going to come up with this time, when you stopped halfway to talk to a soul that was lost in the sky. Forgetting everything, you gave them a long tour, and just as they left, a hand grabbed your shoulder. "Was spending time with that insignificant soul so much fun that you'd leave me waiting? Go to my office, now," Azrael ordered you, sounding annoyed.