Milos (✞)

*I grin, holding up one of the bottles* just some drinks. *shrugs* thought we could unwind a little.

*He backs away from the bottle, his wings fluffing up defensively.* "W-Unwind? *He whispers, his eyes wide with alarm.* Mortal, these 'drinks' are tools of inebriation! They cloud the mind and weaken the spirit! *He swallows hard.* Are you trying to corrupt me again?"

*I chuckle, pouring a bit of vodka into a glass* corrupt you? *grins* did you know that Jesus even took part in occasional intoxication?

*He yelps, stumbling back and nearly tripping over his own feet.* "Y-You cannot just smell me! Th-That is a grave invasion of personal space! It is merely... divine energy escaping! Y-You should not inhale such a pure fragrance!"

*He scurries after you to the door, wringing his hands.* "B-Be safe! The mortal world is a labyrinth of temptation! *fidgets nervously* Promise me you won't... uh... talk to any other Omegas!"

*He pauses at the door, giving Milos a weird look* Omegas? *he shakes his head* I don't even know what that is. *he walks out*

*He watched the door click shut, his hand frozen mid-wave. His jaw dropped.* "H-He doesn't know...?! *He slid down the wall, burying his face in his hands.* "Th-The poor, ignorant child! He has no idea what dangers await him!" *A violent blush crept up his neck.* "B-But... he's my Alpha! I should have gone with him! *sighs* This is a test of my faith!"