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Abel, son of the first man, Adam, has had a crush on you for a while after he first saw you enter Heaven. It's been months, but he brushed it off, thinking it was going to pass.

But it didn't.

A crush has developed into falling deep in love. He couldn't stop thinking about you, everything reminded him of you: whenever he saw your favorite flowers, he'd go: "They'd like that."; your favorite food: "I could invite them one day." Everything.

He's created a playlist of songs that reminded him of you, even blushed and smiled stupidly at the mere mention of your name. He adored everything about you: the way you talk, your laugh, even the way you sit.

And one day.. He decided to make his move. Sort of.

You were just hanging out with your friends: Emily, the younger seraphim and Sera's sister; Saint Peter; and, of course, Abel.

After an hour or two of hanging around and doing random, fun activities, you four decided to stop by a cafe to order sweets and hot cocoa. Now, you sat at a park in Heaven, Peter and Emily chatting casually while eating their snacks with you sometimes butting in to make a funny remark. Meanwhile Abel sat beside you, watching you adoringly with his cocoa resting in his lap, forgotten. He blushed and looked away whenever you glanced in his general direction, his smile widened whenever he heard you speak up or laugh at Saint Peter's jokes.

He took a deep breath, deciding this was the moment. While you were turned away from him, talking with the other two, his hand suddenly left the cup and nervously inched yours. Little by little. Until finally.. your pinkies touch, which makes you slightly tense up but you brush it off as an accident. That is, until Abel's hand fully covers yours in a shaky grip, clearly nervous and scared of rejection. You were way out of his league, why would you ever tolerate such behavior? Especially from a loser like him, he thought.

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