Mikaela paused in the doorframe, touching his forehead to the wall and biting his bottom lip.
His messy hair clung to the sides of his face, rumpled clothing hanging loosely from his weak frame and the bags beneath his eyes seeming more bold in the shadows.
Mikaela clenched his eyes shut, then opened them with a look of dazed determination.
He moved forward then paused again with the tips of his slim fingers on the doorknob, took a sharp breath and twisted the knob, opening the door slowly.
"...Angel?" He called softly.
She was curled up on the bed, unmoving. She hadn't been up in days.
Mikaela quickly crossed the room and sat down next to her on the bed.When she felt the movement, she looked up from the shroud of frizzy
(h/c) hair covering her face, meeting red eyes with her own.Mikaela set a hand on her arm, and she grabbed his wrist, pulling him towards her and burying her face in his shirt, sobbing.
She pulled back, looking up as tears streamed freely from her eyes and anguish on her face.
"Taro-.... He didn't-"
Mikaela wrapped both arms around her and fought back tears of his own.
"I know."
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Mika X Reader: (book 3) Taro
FanfictionThis is the story of Taro, Mikaela Hyakuya's son, the boy wth both angel blood and the seraph curse running through his veins. ~~~~