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TITLE :   can end in burning flames or paradise . PAIRINGS :   michael x reader . REQUEST : Hello! How’re you doing? I would like to request something Michael x reader, maybe where they’re dancing around their feelings for each other? I love Michael and would love to see more of him. If not, that’s ok! I hope you’re doing well! Thank you ☺️ INSPO : i'm so into you, i can barely breathe and all i wanna do is to fall in deep, but close ain't close enough 'til we cross the line, baby.  

      YOU NEVER TRULY FELT WORTHY TO BE IN THE SAME ROOM AS HIM .  when the arch angel entered,  all eyes would turn to him,  even those who weren’t aware of what he truly was .  everything about him was so charismatic,  dominant   -  just utterly devastating.   most swooned just looking at him,  but for you it was his energy  (  though looks certainly helped  ) ,  how he carried himself  ?  it made your knees weak,   made your cheeks heat up and heart beat so fast its like the first time in your life you feel alive  .   it was pathetic how you acted,  like a school girl experiencing a crush for the first time  .   you tried to shove them down,  tried for months,  but it seems the more you did it only got worse and more intense  .     you knew you weren’t exactly subtle about it,  even if you tried your best to deny it  -  how you looked at him,  eyes sparkling with awe,  with wonder... with love  .  even now,  here you were  :  your chin in hand,  staring at him even though it should be on the book in front of you,  you were in deep and each day had you sinker further and further ...  you stopped struggling by now,  to collapse in front of such a being was too welcoming .  

   THOUGH DESPITE HOW CONTENT YOU WERE WITH FALLING,   you weren’t ready for the confession yet,  to fall on your knees and stare up at the almighty is something that was just too intimidating,  and you feel like you already know the answer if you did  .  all that lied beyond the blinding tunnel was rejection,  so you will avoid the cross decorated booth,  instead you day dream about things that will never be  .

   “ YOU SEEM DISTRACTED,  Y/N “   the angel of the hour was sat opposite you in the library,  posture straight an lips curled up into a slight smirk  .  he always wore that,  even when the times seems dire such a look never left his face  “  is everything alright  ? “  

    YOU HAD NO IDEA THAT HIS CLUELESSNESS WAS AN ACT,  michael was an all knowing celestial being  -  furthermore,  he knew what people wanted,  what they desired  -    oh,  he knew what you wanted,  what you craved and ached for :  him .    he can’t say he’s displeased with the situation,   every time he walked into the room your aura brightened,  he could hear your breath hitch and stare up at him in nothing but amazement .   not only did it stroke his already inflated ego,  but more importantly it made him feel wanted .   people often forgot that michael too was hurt by the absence of god,   the demoralization of his character across the board  -  he was a soldier,  a warrior,   a broken diamond with the shine but without the worth  .  you made the being ...  feel,   feel what he doesn’t truly understand  ...  perhaps more human,  more like an angel rather a disregarded creation,  whatever it was -  he was addicted to you,  to your presence,  your voice  .  he was always drawn to you,    but the minute you started acting this way,   when what he felt became reciprocated,   he became much more attached  -  however arms length you must stay,   his world was far too dangerous for you,  you’re the one human he’d mourn,  to see you leave this plane would destroy him and the world along with it  .

   “ I’M FINE “   the squeak the words came out as your eyes darting back down to the black and white pages,  “ i’m just ...  day dreaming “   about us,  you want to add,  but you bite your tongue .  you think about how his hands must feel against the softest parts of your body,  what it would feel like to have his lips against yours  .  but beyond that,  thinking about what it must be to feel loved by the most feared angel of them all .   you bet he would be possessive but gentle,  hold you like a delicate rose,   you think about what it would be like to see the most softest parts of his personality  when its just the two of you  .  

   MICHAEL KNOWS THE DAY DREAMS,  and oh how his body shuddered at your thoughts  -  he briefly wonders why you struggle to sense his wings, you were so in tuned with the supernatural more than the humans most times, how can you fail to sense the way his wings itch towards you and want to slowly trail across your face  ?  “ my dear, lovely y/n, “ michael thinks to himself,   “ you already know me,  can you not see how my fiery blade is hoisted in your presence ? “  but much like your thoughts,  his stay exactly that,  thoughts  .   the world is not a peaceful place,   you and him,  perhaps in time :  but in this one and the realities that live side by side ?  there is no such thing,  no possibilities where you can both end up happy .   blood,  chaos and destruction,  an angel was never a lover,  that much is clear -  and even with the way his grave sin is pride,  michael doesn’t feel worthy of you  . 

    “ I TAKE IT YOU AREN’T PLANNING ON SHARING WHAT’S GOING ON IN THAT PRETTY LITTLE HEAD OF YOURS ? “    his eyebrow cocked,   he knows you wont,  but he loved to see you shuffle on the spot when you get all flustered and embarrassed .  

    “ THERE’S NOTHING TO TELL “   your bottom lip meets between teeth,  biting into the flesh as you try and focus on something other than the air suffocates around you .  it’s then you decided to stand up,  against the better judgment of how michael looked at you under intense gaze  “  though i should go tell sam about what i found out,  the sooner we get on the road the sooner we can help those people “  it was the first sentence you got through without stuttering while meeting his gaze .  

    “ YOU NEED ANYTHING “  michael stands along with you,  towering over you without much effort  “ just send me a prayer “  firm,  he knows you can handle yourself,  but it had to be said  -  he wouldn’t be able to rest if he didn’t .  the back of his hands raised when you nodded in understanding,  just grazing your cheek .   though once you both felt that first touch,  the electric shock between you both made you jolt away in surprise and the lights flickered in the library,    michael remained stotic as ever but tense,  hands now by his side and turned into fists,  jaw clenching as he felt the need to take a sharp inhale .  

    “ THE POWER IN THIS BUNKER IS SHOCKING “    your laugh is forced,  your left feeling dizzy from the touch but oblivious to michaels reaction .  he’ll agree,   you can’t know,  you can’t ever know ;  and oh,  does that just kill the sword wielding angel from the inside out .