He knows what he wants. The one thing he's never questioned was the fact that he loves Real. But, Real thinks it's hero worship on his part, but he is so very wrong. Azreal can't breathe when Real's next to him and he can't breathe when they are apart . . . for two very different reasons. It's love without a shadow of doubt, and somehow Azrael needs to find a way to get Real to give them a chance. But as time goes by, Real isn't budging and Azrael is losing hope.
Real
He saved Azrael from the streets of San Bernadino. He gave the young assassin a sounding board to vent. Real helped mold Azrael into the young assassin he is today. So now, Azrael looks up to him. And there's no way in hell Real would take advantage of that. The only thing he can do is make sure Azrael is safe. If he can watch Azrael from afar, then maybe just maybe he can breathe.
