to love, to kill [hux]
Armitage is supposed to be guiding you to your untimely demise, but he finds himself doing exactly the opposite.
“What's being dead like?”
“I wouldn't know. I've never lived or died.”
“You're a shitty guardian angel,” you mutter, swinging half heartedly until you come to a near stop. You dig your heels into the ground and crush the hard candy between your teeth, cracking it loudly.
“Well, my job is to kill you.” He's always so serious. He reminds you of the stiff kids from school who would rather study than kiss young, gorgeous people or run screaming through the night for the sake of enjoyment.
“Then why are you always saving me?”
“Because you haven't tainted me.” Armitage has unsettling, cool eyes that forever shine with an unspeakable malice. “I've been beaten by my own empathy.” He's a cursed thing tasked with causing demise, but he can only claim the lives of those he loves (for his own desire to suffer) which is why you're determined to keep him from falling for you.