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Title: Angel Whispers
Author: Relala
Beta Reader: Lady of Scarlet
Prompt: Lucius/Severus, beautiful
"I—I don't … Lucius, we can't –" Severus stumbles over his own tongue, and finds that the words are jammed somewhere deep inside his throat. Or maybe they have slipped out from in-between the edges of his lips, and he has let them fall into the bottomless hole of his teacup.
He stares into the abyss and swirls the bronze coloured liquid with quick swishes of his wrist. Inside of himself he's quite aware that the only reason he does this is because he's terrified to look up. That face will be there again, all silver tinsel coloured hair and ice blue eyes, the face of an angel looking back at him. Severus knows he doesn't deserve it.
"You're beautiful," the angel tells him, but Severus isn't stupid enough to believe it.