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malphas looked back at her, his expression softening. she was beautiful- malphas had always imagined angels to be horrifying, multi-winged creations that would burn his eyes if he looked at them, but stocking was his personal angel. "i'm fine," he muttered, quickly, tearing his crimson eyes away from her, clearly embarrassed by his reaction. he wasn't supposed to catch feelings! she was his patient, he was her doctor, and she was a lazy stoner glutton who named her plan 'pussy lips'.

but she was also gorgeous, kind, considerate, and most of all fun to talk to. he looked back at her. "y-you're.. beautiful, god damn it, alright- i said it," he was so flustered it was comical, clearly not ever having to deal with this emotion before.