#deathjoy

I STRUGGLED UNREASONABLY WITH THIS ONE LOL

That’s why I’m a bitttttt late

Anyways outfit swap between Anzu and Gabriel from that one drawing!

Sharp as a Knife.

Gabriel was surprised at the lack of movies Anzu had seen. With a tv and dvd player set in the corner of this large warehouse he was surprised she didn’t just lay on the couch all the time and watch movies.

Though she had said she was more into watching shows than movies. The ones he had seen her watch were usually in a different language but he knew soaps when he saw them. His mama would watch them all the time, the melodramatic plays of some wild story that always ended with a hysteric woman slapping another man.

She liked the cheesy stupid shows and Gabriel was happy to show some others. He picked the dumbest ones he could find and they spent the whole night picking at them and laughing at the stupidity of it all.

When the credits played he moved to grab the remote only to look down to see her gently laying against him, her mask down showing her face. How quiet she slept, breathing in and out slowly.

Her face peaceful, no longer pulled into the stern but calm expression she always held. He couldn’t help but feel his heart flutter at the sight. She was comfortable enough to have her mask resting on the edge of the couch, her face out in the open.

She trusted him that much.

Gabriel doesn’t move, he doesn’t dare to. Instead he just admires her. Her soft face that could sharpen like a knife. The way her black hair fell in her face, no longer pulled behind her ears from the mask. The lines of scarring that travels up her face. It wasn’t horrific, but beautiful to him.

It made Anzu, Anzu.

She was a deadly viper, but yet was able to coil in his arms comfortable enough to tuck her fangs in and sleep peacefully.

Soon he feels his own eyes getting heavy and he nods off, both of them sleeping comfortably in each others arms.

Across the way Sebastian peers into the room hearing Gabriel’s soft snoring. He grabs at Painter’s shoulder gently pulling him back.

“Aww I wanted to watch TV.” Painter whines while Sebastian places a finger to his lips shushing the robot quietly.

“Let them take a nap buddy. Here, me and Sadao can entertain you. Let them rest okay.”

Painter glances at the couch before nodding letting Sebastian usher him into the room they were staying in giving a smirk to the couch before allowing them to have a peaceful moment.