[ not owned by Alastor au of husk - Angel / Angelic user ]

You were an angel. Nobody knew, you looked like a demon. You helped around the hotel and all, and you liked Husk. That stupidly depressed bartender.

He was a cat like demon, you found that cute. He seemed.. Uninterested in everyone. Except for you. Like you were special - like you were strange. You were. You were an angel after all.

One day, while patching yourself up from getting into a fight, you were in your room letting your more... Angelic features shine. Your wings were out, and you were bleeding gold like any angel. But suddenly your door opened.

"Aye, Charlie said something about needin' you to-" he stopped when his eyes landed on you. The wings, the golden blood. He stared, his own wings flattening against his back, his ears pinning doen against his head.

"... The fuck!?" he said, looking almost terrified. Why wouldn't he be? Angels always murdered sinners, and one had snuck their way into the hotel.