— 𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑨𝑺.

﹙♚﹚「sᴇʀᴀᴄʜɪᴇʟ 」 — ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ·s ғᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ғʀᴜɪᴛ ↳ ɪɴᴅᴜʟɢᴇ ɪɴ sɪɴ - ғᴀʟʟᴇɴ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ / ᴀssᴀssɪɴ ᴏᴄ - ʟᴏʏᴀʟ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʜɪᴍsᴇʟғ - ᴀɴ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄʜᴏsᴇ ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ ( ↻ + ♡ ? ) — ᴀ sᴏɴɢ ʙʏ #ʙʟᴜᴇᴊᴀᴇ

|| i. might come back with sylas >:)

|| i created a deity, pls dont let him flop 🤧

He chuckled softly at his words. The angel leaned back, never breaking eye contact. "Your body language speaks numbers." He teased. "I wouldn't be opposed to it either, mon cher."

"Interesting — you did mention you came from a wealthy family." He chuckled softly, tilting his head curiously. He noticed the lip bite, chuckling softly. "Were you thinking about doing something more .. physical ?"

"So you're an aspiring rich man." He smiled, tilting his head. "Very interesting. I own quite a few clubs around the world .. so if you ever need help, I'm here." He said with a wink. "What else is here to do? Other than .. watching Disney movies?"

He's .. feeling rather lonely tonight. Mm.

"Suis-je vraiment si intéressant pour vou?" He knew French? Impressive. The angel merely chuckled. Perhaps he would say more about himself .. but now isn't the time. "Do you?" He winked. "And what of you? Tell me more about yourself."

Ah — his origin. Something he fought hard to bury deep in his mind. If he told him he was from heaven — he'd think he was crazy. "France. I've come from a line of nobility and religion —" A pause. "But, I've since moved on. Built myself up from ash."

He watched with .. some interest, however he broke away as soon as the male spoke. "Well — there's not much to know about me." A lie. "What do you wish to know?" He asked, tilting his head curiously.

He sat comfortably, lightly munching on the popcorn. Not his preferred, but he likes it. "That's one way to flex." He teased, looking back when the other winked. He smirked slightly before going back to recline his seat. This was nice.

"Yes, Sylas. As most Disney movies do — in terms of sending out messages." He said with a chuckle. Still, he would amuse the other and watch the film. After all, there was nothing to be done this day — or this week for that matter. "Let's see what this hype is about then."

He only followed the other — looking curiously as he spoke to his servant. Ah, he misses those days. "So I've been told the first time." He teased, brow raising in amusement. "I never understood the hype of Frozen Two, to be honest." Sitting next to the male.

Oh — off they go, then. He was rather impressed with his movie theater set up .. perhaps he should add that to his penthouse renovation. "Mm? Sure. Any popcorn is fine, lightly salted and lightly buttered."

He's startled by the sudden shout. "Mm, alright fine." He chimed with a chuckle. "I've nothing better to do for tonight."

"I've yet to watch it."

He held his head high, brow raising slightly. "Dinner, hmm?" He asked. "Will you be cooking?" he asked, humming softly.

"I do, my sweet." He chuckled, crossing his arms. "What did you have in mind? A movie? Dinner?" He asked, tilting his head.