My Angel (Amadea x Micheal The Archangel)

Life is awesome

Amadea POV

She was riding her bike down the sidewalk from the grocery store back to her cabin in the forest. While she was riding she waved to a woman with her child and her bike ran over a pebble, she lost her balance and fell to the ground, spilling all of her groceries onto the dirty, disgusting concrete.. Shoot... Amadea thought those were bought with my last few dollars... She stood up and wiped the dirt off of her dress, And my dress is white... Ugh... "Are you okay? I saw you fall." She jumped and turned around and saw the most beautiful man she had ever seen in her entire life, standing in front of her and talking to her. "U-uh.. yeah, yeah I'm.. I'm okay.. thanks!" Amadea stammered, "Well, here allow me to help you with your spilled produce." He said crouching down to pick up the spilled food. "Oh! No no it's okay I can pick these up on my own I dont want you to waste your time with my stuff." She said, "It is fine, I have nowhere to go for now anyways. My name is Michael, what is yours?" "Hmm? Oh! My name is Amadea, Micheal is a nice name." She had no social skills whatsoever so this was the most awkward interaction she had to experience first hand. "Would you like me to help bring these to your home?" Micheal said. God he's so dreamy... Wait.. no! No. You can't seriously be falling for a guy who helped pick up your groceries, that's a stupid reason to fall in love! "Uhm.. yes please.. follow me." They started walking towards her house, the concrete soon turning into a dirt path and the trees that were spaced largely apart soon became clumps all around them, the pebbles in the dirt road crunching under their feet as they walked with Amadea's groceries silently Wait.. why am I bringing a random guy to my house!? She looked up at Michael, his expression was cold and stoic, like a knight's he had beautiful golden brown locs that reached the middle of his neck, his hair was a slight curl that framed his face perfectly, his jawline was sharp and majestic, his eyes a beautiful dark brown that matches his hair perfectly. They had walked a while before finally reaching Amadea's cabin, it had flowers almost everywhere, with bird baths and food bowls around for the wild animals that stumbled along her cabin, Amadea passed one and saw it was empty "I need to refill these today huh..?" She said to herself "Why do you feed the animals?" Micheal asked "Why? Because they're cute and need to be nourished, some of the animals that come along are super boney. It's sad to see them like that." Amadea sighed and looked at Michael, seeing that he still had her groceries on his arms. "Oh! C-come in! Sorry for keeping you standing out here!" She rushed over to the door and unlocked it gesturing him to come inside. Once he was inside he set the groceries on the table, Amadea watched him look around the cabin, it was furnished like an old timey house would be there was quiet music playing from somewhere in the house and cats were running around the place, there was a list of the fridge of names, supposedly the cats, there were 13 names on the list with descriptions of what they looked like, the name of the list was just Cats the list was probably for anyone that house sitted for her. A cat ran up to her and rubbed itself on her leg, she crouched down and pet it "Hey baby, I'm back and I bought you guys food! Wait what time even is it?" She looked at her microwave's clock, it read 5:30pm "Oh I'm 30 minutes late for dinner aren't I? Sorry baby" she kissed the cats head and went to go make the cats dinner, as soon as she opened a can of cat food all 12 cats came running except one, he was an old man so he got to lazy around the house all day without an excuse. She finished making the cats food and went to sit down on the couch, Amadea looked at Micheal and gestured him to come sit on the couch with her. "Do you wanna watch something? Or do you want something to eat or drink?" Amadea questioned wanting to be a good hostess to Micheal "No thank you. I'm fine." He told her, he looked around and asked "if it's okay to ask, what is your job?" Amadea looked at Michael and said "Oh my job? I'm a priestess for my church!" Micheal looked at her, curiosity shown on his face, "a priestess? Fascinating." He commented, "where is this church you speak of?" Amadea looked at Micheal, "I'm going to preach there tomorrow, you can spend the night and I'll take you with me." Amadea offered, "If it is not too much trouble for you, I suppose I'll stay, where shall I sleep?"