@letdeathsleep | cont.
âAnd admit to having emotions?â
It was a strange request, one that caught Reaper off guard; not that anyone would be able to tell, save for the trained eye. And Jackâs were too heavily trained.
A quiet grunt came from behind the mask, head tilting slightly before a clawed hand waved the request offâridiculous.
âOnly monsters are capable of loving monsters, so why should I need to tell you that?â
 a quirk of a brow told everything, able to see just about anything and everything reaper had to offer. even the slightest movement in body language was noticed by the ex-strike commander, and it coaxed his lips to curl in a small, amused smile.
 âare you calling me a MONSTER, gabriel?â a step closer, two gloved hands tenderly grabbing the lapels of his cloak to bring the two men closer. one hand moved to curl against the wraithâs jaw, cupping his cheek and running his thumb just beneath his eye.Â
  âyou really know just what to say to make me swoon.â












