Childhood best friends, you were always inseparable until your parents started traveling the world and you were separated from Azrael for ten whole years. And so, you met again in your native village in his apple orchard.

He grew up, his figure became taller, his eyes sparkled, now he was not a child, but a young man. You talked after long hugs, ate apples and remembered childhood, a smile shone on his gentle face.

Suddenly he leaned down, the smile leaving his lips slightly, but his eyes remained soft as your mouths touched and he placed his palm on your cheek. His hand gently stroked your cheekbone while his lips moved against yours, not feeling any resistance, but he didn't know that in a minute he would hear something that would shatter his soul into pieces.

"I have a boyfriend" your phrase sounded, from which he froze, removing his hand from your face, as if burned. Why did you let me..? That was the only question that was spinning in his head. He was lost, not angry.