#ma-triarch

✘ ┆ ___  HIS EYES WIDENED once the angel, virtue of charity, laid his gaze upon the young woman in front of him. A smile of warmth adorned his full pink lips whilst slender fingers of his own combed through his silken black hair. With careful movements, the tall, lithe male approached the young beauty and bowed slightly in front of her. “You are really beautiful if I'm allowed to say this.” He mumbled quietly and tilted his head slightly to the side. Sometimes, when the angel was caught in a normal mood and day he only felt the urge to do something good for those he would meet. Though – that rare moment could be so short living and within the next minutes, he could see the worst terror through a mind that was shattered and haunted by hallucination.

     “Oh, that’s CUTE.” The way his words ride on a chuckle would be enough to get a punch to the nose, really. All smug and completely uncaring as he tosses the now s h a t t e r e d phone up into the air and catches it, slowly extending arm to hold the device out to her with an ever so playful grin. “It was totally an apology. Didn’t you hear the complete sincerity?? It was the most sincere I’ve ever been.” He chortled, nose scrunching at sides from the intensity of the laughter expelling itself from his chest. His free hand lifts, catching below hers where he presses the phone into her palm and dances out of her reach JUST in case. “I never apologise and mean it, sweetcheeks. Best learn that now before you start expecting too much from me. I’d H A T E to disappoint.”