Azriel always pushed you away. He had for centuries. And it hurt, it hurt so badly. You decided to confront him about it

“Azriel,” you start gently, approaching him, “why do you push me away?”

He stepped back, avoiding the touch.

“I thought you could change me, rewind the past. And rebuild the rose, fadin’ out into glass… But it’s all just a daydream, you can’t change it back. I’m just so broken, and you’re so complete, and I’m completely lost hoping that you’ll find, there’s a part of me, that’s worth a second glance. But the hard reality, is I’ll never get that chance. And you would be crazy, to love me like that.”

“Cause I’m just a monster, I’m just a freak, a beauty like you was never meant for me. Was it not foolish for me to believe, that you could ever see me as more than a beast?”

“You’re so beautiful, you’re so beautiful. You deserve better than me! It’s so pitiful, it’s so pitiful…who could ever fall, for a freak like me?”

You stood there, processing what he had said. Before slowly walking to him, your heart aching at the defeat in his eyes.

You gently cupped his face between your hands, leaning your forehead against his

“I love you too.”

You whisper