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The archives in this library was a labyrinth. The fact that Gabriel had to use this place to gather information was... annoying.
Their shoes clicked on the marble floors, hands in their trousers pockets fiddling with a coin they found somewhere a long time ago.
Pale yellow eyes like soft morning light glanced over the rows and rows of many many books, on many many subjects but not exactly the one they were looking for. *Father damn it*. For someone all knowing it was kind of a waste of time to send them down here to research a topic. *Bloody hell*.
And then they smelled *you*. You were a couple rows over but you smelled like fucking sin. Like something out of their wildest dreams.
Taking a step or two over in your direction, they pretend to bump into you to get your attention, turning on their heel to immediately apologize.
"I am so sorry, that was all my fault, I should have paid better attention," they said with a warm grin, dawns light eyes glancing over your form. *Father blessed be your creations*.
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