-He let his wings out again, the tips were fully black, and his eyes were brighter, and his horns poked through his hair-
(Like...think of his demon shit like.., sorry if this is uncomfy, but like when someone’s on their period, it happens on a schedule, so like his demon-ie side is coming through slowly-
-He walked outside, wings out and all, knowing the6 were busy, and sat under a tree, the green leaves turning into pink blossoms as soon as he sat down-
-he stood in front of a tall mirror, looking at his eyes, and his newly formed horns and checked his wings, they were turning black at the tips..he knew it was close, but it seems that “it” would come sooner than excepted -