Just another one of those [Closed - you may stalk!]

"Well," he smiled carefully. "I'm your guardian angel."

"Bullshit." Jay said simply, frowning. I guess its not suicide time after all.

(imma sleep now, see you tmr!)
Amatiel frowned. "Why do you say that? It's true, I've been watching you," he told Jay pleadingly. "I— I saved you!"

"And now, I call thw police you stalker."

"Wait!" He bit his lip, unsure if this was the right decision. "I have proof that I'm an angel."

"And now i have proof that you're dilusanal (I cant freaking spell.)." Jay retorted, slipping his phone out of his pocket.

(delusional)
In the blink of an eye, Amatiel had reverted to his natural form, emanating a blindingly pure light in this whirlwind of emotions.

"And my medications are obviously causing hallucinations." He shot down with an eye roll.

Amatiel's jaw dropped. "What! No! Tell me, what do I have to do to prove this to you?"

"You coyld get off private property." Jay brushed past him and proceded to climb back down the fire escape.

Amatiel shut his eyes and appeared inside Jay's apartment, sitting on the couch to wait for him to get here.

Jay walked into his apartment, frowning. "Get the fuck out of my home."

"How did I get here before you?" Amatiel whispered sadly.

"I don't care, just get out before I call the police."

Amatiel snapped his fingers and the phone crackled and fizzled, and broke. "You won't do that. Try to touch me," Amatiel asked.

"No you creep. Get out of my house!" He yelled, pointing at the door.

(I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO AHHHH)
"NO!" Amatiel cried. "YOU NAMED ME! WE ARE BONDED!"

"Yeah, hallucinations it is." Jay muttered, going to his kitchen and grabbing some chips from the pantry.

Breathing hard, Amatiel slowly collapsed to the floor once again sporting his human form. What do I do now?

He plopped into his bed, pulling out his phone again to scroll through social media.

The angel sensed the device switch on. Once again he shut his eyes, focusing all the coursing pain in his power and the image of him to pop up on the device's screen.

Jay just frowned and swutched off his phone, he'd just take a nap then. Worst that could happen was waking up and still seeing the hallucination.

Jay had gone to sleep. Exhaling deeply, Amatiel fell back on the floor. This isn't right. What's happening?

Jay had his arms wrapped around a pillow and the blanket just on his feet. His shirt was ridding up a bit so you coukd see his hips and a bit of his stoumuch.

(I'd apologize but I warned the forums I was going to be slow on rps)
I won't sneak into his dream. Should I sneak into his dreams? No, I shouldn't– I'll only scare him off more. I'll wait until he's awake and thinking straight and then I'll… I'll find a way to convince him of what I am.
He curled up tighter, resting his head on his knee, letting his human skin slip off until the living room was gently glowing the sadness-dimmed light of the troubled angel.

(Hey, I'll be gone for tommrow so could we put a hold on this?)

(of course. See you later! :)

Thanks//

I'll be here