Fallen Angel /n /

» a wicked or rebellious angel that has been cast out of heaven.

Aaaaand I still couldn't get appropriate photos. Please bear with the author's inability to provide awesome pics. Heehee

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As you sat in the park bench, you stared up at the night sky. The moon was shining brightly and the stars decorated the sky so prettily. Just looking at all of it already sent mixed feelings in your chest. But the strongest one of all, was the feeling of nostalgia.

It was at this very same place, at this very same time.

It's been a year, but it felt like it just happened yesterday.

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You didn't know how long have you been sitting there, just staring at the sky. It was a cool starry evening, and though nothing exciting was happening, the peacefulness of the night alone was enough to give you a contempt feeling.

A huge cloud passed by, covering the moon and stars. It looks like it might rain soon. Sighing, you gathered your things and stood up.

Suddenly, a bright light formed from the sky, temporarily lighting up the whole place and forcing you to cover your eyes. The light faded away as quickly as it appeared. You looked around, wondering what the hell just happened.

And there you saw a man lying on the ground.

He looked like he wanted to crawl, but could barely move with the two humongous wounds across his bare back. You weren't sure if it was just an after effect of the light, but his hair seemed to quickly turn from white to black.

"Are you ok?" You quickly went to his side, though the huge wounds looked even more horrible up close. It was like something was ripped off his back. He struggled to lift his face, as if every little movement would cause severe pain.

But as soon as you met his eyes, you felt like something was different. It was like he already knew you. His eyes held so many words, but he didn't say anything.

You blinked out of your trance, and decided to help him up. "Uhh... can you... can you stand?"

He just nodded, and carefully pushed himself off the ground. You guided his arm around your shoulder, and you could tell he was struggling not to scream in pain.

"I don't have my phone with me so I can't call an ambulance... Would it be ok if I take you to my apartment?"

Once again, he just nodded.

Taking in a deep breath, you started back home. It seems it will take a while.

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The silence was just too much that it hurt your ears. It's been an hour of silence, because basically, this guy still couldn't speak.

"Just a little more..." You mumbled, and he took in a deep breath. You taped the gauze over the last exposed inch of the wound, making him hiss in pain. You secured the last strip of tape over his skin, and proceeded to tidy up the first aid kit.

"You can rest here..." You mumbled, akwardly motioning at the sofa. "I'll go get you some pillows..."

You stood up to walk away, but he suddenly grabbed your wrist. His gaze held your eyes once again.

"Thank you..." he whispered. And this ticklish feeling formed in your chest. The way his lips moved was so fluid... so perfect... and his eyes were so soft and caring, and they held this kind of knowlede, as if he knew things others don't.

"Y-yeah... no problem." You could only give a quick smile because of the distracting feeling in your chest. You thought that was all he wanted to say, but he still didn't let go of your wrist.

There it is again. Words in his eyes that wouldn't come out of his mouth. Sighing, you sat on the spot beside him.

"What happened to you back there?"

He averted his eyes.

"Did the bright light have something to do with you?"

"You might not even believe me if I tell you..."

"We won't know if we don't try." You shrugged. That seemed to convince him, so he took a deep breath.

"I was thrown down from heaven."

He pauses as he waited for your reaction. You only stared at him blankly, wanting him to explain more.even if it sounded ridiculous so far.

"These wounds... these are where my wings used to be. But they were ripped off as I was sent out."

For a small fraction, you thought he could actually be telling the truth. His wounds indeed looked like something was ripped off.

"Why were you sent out?"

"I started to want something I couldn't get up there..." He looked at you intently, making you shift uncomfortably. "I wanted to be closer to you."

You knew you were supposed to be creeped out, but the way he said it and by the look on his face, you could tell there was no dark intent in him, and he only spoke of the pure truth.

"They gave me the freedom to choose. But I chose to come down here. To lose my wings just so I can stand on the same ground as you."

He softly smiled, and you could swear you felt your heart stop. He looked so beautiful.

"I always knew there was something special in you. And now, I know I won't regret making this choice."

"Well... what's going to happen to you now?"

"I'll survive." He lightly laughed. "If you don't mind, I'll stay here for a night. Then I'll try to find my place on earth and repay you for your kindness."

"How are you supposed to go anywhere without having anything?" You raised brows at his bare feet and a little bloodstained white pants. And he didn't even have a shirt, mind you.

"Then would you be willing to have me around for a while...?"

He slightly smirked, making you blush and look away.

"Until your wound heals, I guess..."

"I'm Xiumin." He laid out a hand. You nodded and timidly shook it.

"I'm ______."

He smiled. "Yeah, I know."

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Lightly chuckling to yourself, you shook your head and looked down your lap. You realized, it was quite naive of you to trust a stranger that easily. A normal person would have just passed him onto someone else instead of letting him into her own house.

A normal person would have realized, that it wouldn't work out with a fallen angel.

A normal person would have avoided all that to avoid getting hurt.

But just like what Xiumin said, you were special.

Arms snaked around your shoulders, and you didn't have to look to know who it was.

"How does a star look like up close?"

You could feel Xiumin smile at your odd question.

"Well, it's more than just a twinkling object."

"Silly." You laughed, and he walked around to sit beside you on the bench. He handed you the ice cream you've been bugging him about earlier.

"There are things that look pretty from far away, but if you come closer, you'll realize that there's actually so many more ways to describe it other than pretty."

You looked up at him, knowing that he's speaking in metaphors again. He just smiled and kissed you on the forehead.

"I can't wait for tomorrow."

"Do you think they'll come?"

He looked up at the stars, an amused smile playing around his lips.

"They've always wanted to see you up close too. And I'm sure they won't miss the moment I say 'I do.'"

You chuckled and laid your head on his shoulder.

"That's great. I've always wanted angels on my wedding day."

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[A/N]: DID YOU GUYS KNOW WE REACHED #41 IN HUMOR??!!

I ALMOST DIED

I WAS SO HAPPY

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I love you all so much. I'm so happy that I want to jump all over the world and hug every single one of you.

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