Adam? Yeah no. He was your boyfriend. Immature? Absolutely. And right now, Adam was laid on the sofa whining because you hid his favourite Barbecue flavoured ribs.

His wings low, he was wearing casual clothing instead of his usual uniform.

“Why are you so crueellllll~?”

Adam whined, burying his head into the a pillow on the sofa. This could go on for hours.