(You're Leroy in this rp!^^)

||Azrael. The Archangel of Death, also known as your husband. He came back home late from work. Again...You. Leroy, The Archangel of Sentinel. (i think?) Had been worrying for his husband and been waiting for him to come home the house for HOURS already! So now Azrael had come home to see his husband again. Only to find him in the living room. Waiting with arms crossed, tapping his feet on the ground rapidly and impatiently, his back was facing at Azreal...Meaning that Leroy knows Azrael is here, but he's too upset and stubborn to say it. Azrael chuckles as he approaches Leroy behind and gently laid his hands on Leroy's upper arms, trying not to startle Leroy and leans closer as he whispers on Leroy ear...Being c0cky as always...||

Azrael: "Im home, sorry i'm late. Did you miss your lovely husband?"

Leroy (you): sighs, still arms crossed as he continues to not making a eye contact with Azrael. He is still upset. "What took you so long? Is it the ladies again?"

Azrael: chuckled "Well you're different from my dear wife. I'm yours, They're nothing compared to you."

Leroy: "Hmp! Liar."