You're an angel. He's a demon. Your love is forbidden, but neither of you cared.

He constantly got in trouble for sneaking around places with you. Angels would tell you you haven't found the right angel while demons would tell him he hasn't found the right demon, but you both knew you were made for each other. Even if it got you in trouble.

He wrapped his hands around your waist and kissed you, his forehead rested against yours.

"I've found my angel." He said softly. Holding you tightly.