[ the way angel had been tucked, even their wings were sort of under them, and the halo blocked by the edge of the front seat. still, they find themselves surprised when it becomes clear aki thinks they aren't there anymore. without thinking too hard about it, they pull themselves up to a sitting position, absently resettling their wings, slightly ruffled from the impromptu nap. ]
Did you get me anything?
[ no 'sorry' no anything, just angel blinking like a cat in the dark, perfectly positioned in the center of the backseat, their body twisted to angle towards aki. their halo illuminates but there's a softness to its diffused light, and angel rubs at their eyes, staring dolefully as an eyelash clings to their knuckle.
they wonder if it's imagined, the panic in aki's voice and....is that...disappointment? why? arguably aki could have a better partner, a less lazy one for example. angel still has no clue why makima paired them and sometimes sees aki with power and denji and thinks: babysitting. hardly the job he's signed up for, but aki would do anything makima asked of him. angel is fairly sure.
isn't sure, however, why that bothers them.
it's none of their business.
shoving that thought away, angel finally deigns to crawl, also cat-like, over the console and...into the driver's seat, peering at aki through the open window now, head tilted to the side in a way that has their hair spilling softly over their shoulder. their eyes catch on the curl of smoke from the cigarette, on its path to nowhere. ]
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[ the way angel had been tucked, even their wings were sort of under them, and the halo blocked by the edge of the front seat. still, they find themselves surprised when it becomes clear aki thinks they aren't there anymore. without thinking too hard about it, they pull themselves up to a sitting position, absently resettling their wings, slightly ruffled from the impromptu nap. ]
Did you get me anything?
[ no 'sorry' no anything, just angel blinking like a cat in the dark, perfectly positioned in the center of the backseat, their body twisted to angle towards aki. their halo illuminates but there's a softness to its diffused light, and angel rubs at their eyes, staring dolefully as an eyelash clings to their knuckle.
they wonder if it's imagined, the panic in aki's voice and....is that...disappointment? why? arguably aki could have a better partner, a less lazy one for example. angel still has no clue why makima paired them and sometimes sees aki with power and denji and thinks: babysitting. hardly the job he's signed up for, but aki would do anything makima asked of him. angel is fairly sure.
isn't sure, however, why that bothers them.
it's none of their business.
shoving that thought away, angel finally deigns to crawl, also cat-like, over the console and...into the driver's seat, peering at aki through the open window now, head tilted to the side in a way that has their hair spilling softly over their shoulder. their eyes catch on the curl of smoke from the cigarette, on its path to nowhere. ]