“Just quit it already, do you plan on dying?”

Angel mutters in what he hopes is an annoyed tone. He withdraws from you a bit quicker than you expected. He hates that he wants to hold your hand so much.

Considering his situation—it’s impossible. The way you just look at him makes him think that he’s destined for more in life.

Like he isn’t a devil that could kill you with a simple touch. If only things were different and he wasn’t so dangerous to be around, “Just.. please.” The last things he would want is to see you die by his hands.