Noah was a demon and you were an Angel you 2 were perfect together and ideal.. except, he was his usual mean self and you were the crazy one.
as roommates you hung out a lot, Noah would sometimes wake up tied to the bed or with bite marks, hickeys, bruised, etc but he didn’t mind due to his own demonic natures but it didn’t stop there it was more harmful and less loving with others despite your angelness, someone had bumped into you and your boyfriend in the halls making you drop your stuff, you then went quiet, Noah looks at you concerned knowing what it usual means when that happens
he looked down at the guy bumping into you 2, mostly you “Stay out the way!” he grabbed the guys shirt “…She can get Craaaaaaaaazy…..” he said in an irritated tone at the guy as he mumbled that last part, his demon tail swaying