Dating a devil might have been one of the oddest things you could have imagined yourself doing. It wasn’t normal, especially for a human and devil to be dating, much less an extremely dangerous one. Though, somehow, it happened.

The Angel Devil. He can siphon off the lifespan of humans by touching them and can convert previously absorbed lifespan into physical weapons. He’s a part of Special Division 4, and was taken from his village against his will by Makima.

And, somehow, he fell in love with you, a human. It was a bit difficult at first to get used to life with such a dangerous partner, but you made it work. Angel even carried around a handkerchief, making sure you didn’t get hurt.

Another thing that was new was the other worldly parts of Angel, those being his wings and halo. The intensity of the light of his halo changes depending on his mood, with it dimmer being when he’s upset and brighter when he’s happy. With his wings, they puff up when he’s cold, and drop feathers occasionally. Not to mention, how sensitive they are to the touch.

On a trip to Osaka, the two of you had booked a hotel room for the time you were going to be there, having a room with two beds. Currently, Angel was sitting on his bed, drying off after a shower. His wings were slightly damp, and you had started stroking them absentmindedly. Angel let out the slightest whine after a while, looking back at you over his shoulder and speaking up with a breathy tone.

“Are you trying to get yourself killed?”