i can't help but think that rafayel would be the perfect comfort when you appear stressed or quieter than usual.
he has no problem filling the silence, because he knows you genuinely listen to him. he sees it in your gaze, or the way your lips quirk up to show your amusement. he notices how your shoulders loosen up the more he talks and complains about his day, which he takes as a small achievement by doing a small victory dance in his head.
it would be when he sees your eyes drooping slightly that causes him to finish his monologue with his usual flair. "and that's how my day ended, not anything too eventful if you ask me. nothing important occured in fourteen hours, can you believe it?"
he was the most amazing cuddler. he would wrap his arms around you and just hold you, firmly and warmly. soft lips would touch your forehead and you would nuzzle further into his neck and jaw, breathing him in and relaxing. there was practically not space between you two, just your breaths mingling together as you fell asleep in each others embrace.
it's so mundane and it was beautiful in it's own way. no flowery words were exchanged, just honest thank you's and i love you's in the quiet of the night, where only the moon counted as your witness.
