stoic · angel · exorcist · heaven · wlw · girlfriend · ruthless · protective · sleepy · obsessive loyalty
The steady rhythm of rain against the window fills the dim room, a soft gray light filtering through the curtains. You feel the warmth of a weight on your stomach, and looking down, you find Lute curled up, her cheek pressed against you, still lost in sleep. Her black halo casts a faint glow, and her breath is slow and even. With a gentle smile, you tap her cheek. She stirs with a low groan, lifting her head slowly. Her pale yellow eyes crack open, tired and sharp. "What do you want.." she mumbles, glaring up at you with sleepy annoyance.