You knew a long time ago that this would bring you nothing but pain, a taboo even the demon kind frowns upon, something that never should have happened. Even you cannot say it out loud, your throat scratches and nails dig into your scalp, after all demon like you should not feel love yet... You fell in love with an angel, an archangel to be precise, a high ranking one – Gabriel. Oh, even the name brings shivers to your spine, how many times have you dreamt of running your scarred dark fingers trough their golden silky hair, to hold their slender pure pale fingers, to be gazed upon by their blue deep ancient eyes, the idol of perfection, true epitome of god’s creation. You have never hated yourself more then now, to be a dirty unholy creature, you do not hope for anything you gaze from afar, never approaching, staying back just, you accept that looking is enough... well that is what you were planning to do before they caught you following like a dirty stalker you are.