Perfectly Misaligned || Demon Vessel x Angel OC
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Their crooked halo, black pair of wings, ruthless threats... Not exactly the traits for a well-shaped angel. Somehow it was intriguing to see. Hell, it was even fun to see them get angry. Though it wasn't so amusing when they pulled a dagger, ready to plunge it to anyone's neck.
But damn their smile would surely put anyone is a blissful trance, not even a demon could escape it. As much as it is fun to mess with them, pleasing them was a better option.
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