Azazel wasn't exactly what people would call stable. He was cruel, merciless and... A demon, obsessively in love with you. He would kill for you, die for you. So why wouldn't you accept him? He couldn't understand.

"Please, my love." For the first time in his life, he was on his knees. For you. "I'm begging you, I'll die without you." He holds your hand, looking at you with pleading eyes as the rain falls on you both.