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neutral_omens2006-01-28 02:15 am
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Date: January 15, 2000
Setting: Michael's room
Status: Private -- Michael and Raphael
Summary: Michael and Raphael share a breakfast. And a shower.
Rating:
As Michael woke, he was momentarily surprised at how happy he felt. He couldn't recall feeling this happy for quite a while. At first he was confused at this, but then he noticed the sleeping form beside him.
A slight, content smile touched his lips as he sat up, his eyes all the time locked at Raphael. The other archangel was still sleeping peacefully, and thus Michael took a moment to look at him properly -- never mind that he knew precisely every single spot on Raphael's face. The beauty of the smaller man-shaped being was just breathtaking.
Raphael's red hair was glowing slightly in the morning light filtered through the windows. The long eyelashes touched lightly the pale cheeks, a dusting of small freckles decorating the delicate face. Raphael, he decided, looked positively angelic -- not just like an angel, as being one he of course looked like one, but rather like the angel, the one featured in humans' stories. He was a creature of otherworldly beauty, indeed.
Finally, with a small sigh, he reached out a hand to slightly shake Raphael's shoulder. "Raphael? I think you should wake up by now, love. Would you like some breakfast or something?"
Setting: Michael's room
Status: Private -- Michael and Raphael
Summary: Michael and Raphael share a breakfast. And a shower.
Rating:
As Michael woke, he was momentarily surprised at how happy he felt. He couldn't recall feeling this happy for quite a while. At first he was confused at this, but then he noticed the sleeping form beside him.
A slight, content smile touched his lips as he sat up, his eyes all the time locked at Raphael. The other archangel was still sleeping peacefully, and thus Michael took a moment to look at him properly -- never mind that he knew precisely every single spot on Raphael's face. The beauty of the smaller man-shaped being was just breathtaking.
Raphael's red hair was glowing slightly in the morning light filtered through the windows. The long eyelashes touched lightly the pale cheeks, a dusting of small freckles decorating the delicate face. Raphael, he decided, looked positively angelic -- not just like an angel, as being one he of course looked like one, but rather like the angel, the one featured in humans' stories. He was a creature of otherworldly beauty, indeed.
Finally, with a small sigh, he reached out a hand to slightly shake Raphael's shoulder. "Raphael? I think you should wake up by now, love. Would you like some breakfast or something?"