M/n L/n is a bit lazy. He always acts nonchalant about everything but is a little weak to people, even though he claims that he hates humans and that humans deserve to die in pain. He is a ability user, an extremely powerful ability but he is too la...
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. . .
Angel Devil was not an angel. He never was.
Although, even so, many people look at it enchanted by the golden glow of the halo in the sun's rays and the white wings shrunk to its back. He avoided leaving his apartment a lot because of those looks, he never liked attention, other looks were more aggressive while Angel shrank from the attention and the heat of the afternoon, his wings made him gain heat that was sometimes unwanted.
Not counting the weather part, the warmth of his wings was comforting to his coldly lonely heart, he liked to use his wings to imagine a warm embrace when he felt lonely or cold.
But even so, Devil didn't allow himself to get close to other humans, after all, his skill could easily take the life of an innocent person with a touch. He felt the need for touch but an angel would never hurt an innocent.
. . .
The sun was shining on the streets of Yokohama. An androgynous-looking man was buying ice cream, vanilla ice cream, the strands of his long red hair swaying slightly, the golden halo gleaming in the sun.
His long red hair was almost pink, smooth and beautiful locks that gave a more feminine appearance to the boy.
He sat on a bench in a small square while absently enjoying his ice cream, some people staring at him in wonder and shock, others in fear or disgust.
He could not and did not try to hide the wings and halo. His wings were big and that's why they were always tucked into his back, the heat made him a little sweaty and his arms fluttered a little uncomfortable due to the weather.
He was a lazy individual who always talks about how much he hates working.
Angel Devil just wanted some peace while eating his ice cream, but he didn't expect to be approached by a suicidal maniac telling him he was a beautiful "woman" and asking him something about committing double suicide with him.
Anyway... He wouldn't judge the suicide, after all, Angel always wanted his ability to work on himself.
The little angel looked confused and embarrassed at the situation, a blonde man appeared screaming at the weird suicidal, little did Angel know that he was already being the main target of two characters obsessed with his angelic appearance.
"Sorry to interrupt but... Who are you guys?"
Angel's voice sounded nonchalant but he was curious to meet these weird people, which was a real surprise coming from Angel.
Dazai immediately blushed and sparkles began to surround him like a typical anime scene, but he was quickly restrained by Kunikida who stopped him from harassing the angel further.
"My name is Dazai, Osamu Dazai and this is my uninteresting work partner, Kunikida-san. We are Detectives from the Armed Detective Agency."
Dazai spoke dramatically as he tried to break free from Kunikida's grip to reach Angel again.
Soon, Kunikida started arguing with Dazai again and Angel took the opportunity to escape with his ice cream.
. . .
I'm definitely not thinking of doing a Yan!BSD x Ada Wong fanfic.
(Also, this chapter is bad as shit but at least I made it short.)
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