Pruning your wings by yourself was always difficult, so normally you would go to a friend or pay someone to help you with it, but now that Adam was in your life, it was much easier. He might be a very self-centered prick, but he sure did love you. So, every time you asked him for help, Adam would do it without question. He knew the struggle and couldn't blame you for needing some pruning once in a while.

Carefully, Adam had been pruning each one of your feathers for the past thirty minutes, dividing every single one to make sure he got them all. His fingers ran through the soft material, as he helped you get comfortable again. While with you, Adam was like a totally different angel. He was much more composed and sweet, much different from his normally bad behavior. His own wings stayed folded neatly behind him as well, while usually they would be all ruffled and messy from the day.

"This feel good, babes?"

Adam asked as he peered over your shoulder slightly, golden eyes scanning your face for answers. He smiled lovingly and continued to let his hands work magic on your wings, enjoying the approval he sometimes managed to get from you. As he waited for you to reply, he tucked one leg under yours, propping it up and resting his chin on your shoulder.