𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐀𝐍.

Angel Hartas grew up in a house where religion was the air he breathed. Jesus this, Jesus that, sins this, sins that - everything was about salvation, repentance, and eternal life. Every Sunday, without fail, he was dragged to church. He attended a religious high school run by nuns, where scripture was preached like it was law. He was the model Christian, or at least, that's what people saw. Deep down, though, Angel wasn't so sure. His faith was eroding little by little, each day feeling like one more step away from something he was never sure he truly believed in.

Tommy Carlson, on the other hand, was the antithesis of everything Angel knew. He didn't believe in God - he didn't believe in anything remotely close. Instead, he swore by crystals and spiritual energy, by good vibes and the universe. He was unapologetically himself. Happy, carefree, and always joking, often at the wrong times. He cursed like it was second nature, never concerned with how his words might land.

The night Angel was ready to step off a bridge, the weight of his religion too much to bear, Tommy showed up, camera in hand, with a dream to capture the world. It didn't take long for Angel to realise Tommy was everything he had been taught to stay away from. Tommy was gay, and that alone made him the person Angel was warned to avoid.

But despite the rules, despite what he was supposed to believe, Angel couldn't seem to stay away.

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