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Azra frowned and in one swift move he had his wing blocking the scolding water, bringing a few tears to his eyes as he fumbled to turn it off, though he used cold water to cool his wing a bit before turning the shower off completely. The next thing he did was...well something he'd never actually done before, and he slapped Walter across the face. "Stop with the pity party! Your acting pathetic Walter, now snap out of it" He practically shouted, which may have sounded a bit uneven since he rarely raised his voice. "If you dont snap out of it i promise you i'll wake you up every night with a bucket of icy cold water, AND i'll fly out that window and bring you even more trouble!" he stated bluntly, meaning every word he said.

Azra didn't know how to respond when the male snaked his arms around his waist, was he saying thank you or something? He didn't really understand it. Silvery eyes widened when the male began to strip and Azra quickly turned away, taking note that he was once again soaking wet, and therefore he had to find yet another pair of pants. "I'm going to uuh, go dry off" He squeaked before he shook his wings out and scurried out of the bathroom to dry himself again and once again borrow a pair of pants that thankfully had a drawstring so he could make them tighter around his waist. After that he wandered to the window and sat at it again, simply staring out at the sky blankly. He wanted to fly, but he couldn't do so since Walter didn't want people to question what flew out of his window. A heavy sigh escaped the pale boys lips as he closed his eyes and simply enjoyed the slight breeze, ignoring the bitter smell from the city fumes. They weren't too bad, and the breeze felt good against his skin so he simply ignored the smell.

Azra let out a startled yelp as the base of his wings were gripped, his silver eyes widening as he leaned back a bit to lessen the pull on his wings "I wasn't!!!!" He gasped, his face flushing from the closeness. He wasn't used to people getting so close to him. I was thinking that I shouldn't fly off and cause you more trouble, so please let go" He whined, though in a sense he was relieved that the male was back to his cruel ways. At least now he wasn't walking around like a living zombie. Jeeze, he had only been enjoying the cool breeze, what was so fun about picking on others anyways?

Azra felt a shiver run down his spine, a soft gasp escaping from the males lips as the other male. He was still too close but he could feel his own muscles relax and his head dropped forwards a bit, unable to really resist the soft massaging at the base of his wings. It felt nice, VERY nice, and no one had ever done that so of course he didn't know how to respond so he simply remained silent, his body shuddering now and then from the feeling.

Azra felt his face heat up quickly when the other males lips brushed his neck, now he was just taking things too far. "What are you doing?" He murmured, his voice wavering slightly since his body still refused to respond properly, though he did manage to lean forward a bit, trying to escape, if not only just a little bit. What had surprised him more was the laugh that escaped from the other male, it didn't sound cruel to him, it was almost strange coming from Walter. Azra bit his bottom lip gently, another shiver running down his spine, and a tingling feeling slipping through his wings. It was crazy what just a small touch could do to him, especially if it had to do with his wings.

Azra was able to calm himself down quickly, his wings curling against his back as he turned his head to look at the male. He was almost reluctant to talk to him now, but he'd speak anyways. "Well, I believe i was on earth for a year before the church found me, then i spent around three years in confinement there... So around four years i believe, could have been longer though. The first year or so went by quickly since time here seems to move so fast. A year goes by quickly.... I guess since angels have such a long life span it just seems that way to me" He muttered and lifted a hand to push his still slightly damp silvery gray locks out of his eyes. "I'm really young though, I think I've only been alive around nineteen human years" he murmured, though he wasn't exactly sure. It was hard to tell when time wasn't a big influence in his life.

Azra felt his face heat up again, sexually abuse him? No one was allowed to touch him so the idea of it kind of frightened him. Were the people from the church really that sick? Then again it could just be Walter trying to freak him out...it kinda seemed like it at least. He seemed to like picking on him so he chose to ignore it for now. "No i was never touched" He stated rather bluntly, not knowing what else to tell him. "Eat? Fish...fruit, vegetables.... that's about it" he muttered, stretching his wings out behind him. He finally turned around to actually look at the male on the couch "The food you gave me earlier was......odd" He added, not really knowing how to describe his experience.

Azra followed his gaze to the television, that had been his fault hadn't it? He then brought his gaze back to Walter, food poisoning? That didn't exactly sound pleasant to him. "I don't need to eat as much as humans, so you don't really need to worry about me... I...... need to work on hiding my wings though. I haven't gotten the hang of it quite yet, but when i do I'll try to find a job and help out" He muttered, simply hoping that he wasn't going to get kicked out as soon as he was able to hide his wings. For now though he would sit and try to figure the magic out, at least that would make him appear to be...normal. Azra wandered over to a corner and sat down, his silvery eyes closing lightly as he focused on his breath. Magic coursed through his blood, it was what sustained angels, and made them immortal in a sense, though in reality they did die at some point. those angels who 'died' were generally reincarnated as humans, though sometimes they were born as angels again. Walter wouldn't be able to tell, but in reality Azra's wings were flickering from being invisible to visible. Walter had seen his wings, so it was impossible to hide them from him, but other humans had not except for the church and that meant he could hide them from normal society. The magic would not only make them invisible, but completely untouchable too. A person would simply walk right through them, as strange as that may sound. To Walter they would actually seem only slightly transparent, but that would only be after Azra had figured it out.

'There it is' Azra commented silently to himself, feeling a pulse of warmth in his wings as they stayed invisible for a bit longer this time, though they reappeared within a moment or two. 'Try harder' he scolded himself, his brows knitting together as his body became tense. Learning the magic was the hard part, once he knew it he wouldn't have to do this ever again so now it was essential to him. Forcing himself to relax once more he let the magic pulse again, finding that strand of strong warmth within himself and sending it to his wings, which in Walters view would have become transparent now, and the strain would have lifted instantly for Azra, which it did. Silver orbs flew open as a exhausted but rather proud smile found it's way to his lips "I did it!" He chirped rather excitedly, standing up a bit too fast and so he had to lean against the wall for support, the world spinning around for a moment. "I can go outside now Walter!!!" He chimed, completely unsure of how much time he had actually just spent sitting there. Could have been minutes, or hours, he had blocked everything out. It was possible it had even been days, but once again he was unsure. "how long was i sitting?" He questioned, an naively innocent glimmer entering his eyes.