An Angel's Saviour | Minsung

Twelve

Both boys felt the motions of travelling through a portal coming to a stop. They were met with a hard floor beneath them as they laid on top of it, still hugging each other tightly. Jisung opened his eyes as they reajusted to the light and normal sunshine. No more purple hue in the air, the boy could finally see normally.

As he turned his head, he was met with five pairs of eyes. Each of them stared at the couple in absolute bewilderment, not believing the sight in front of them.

"H-Han Jisung and... Lee Minho?" Lazera spoke, causing Minho to now open his eyes as well. He had been a bit scared that the demons would've played a trick on them and that they were send to another part of Hell but thankfully, that didn't seem to be the case. Jisung must've scared them pretty well.

Speaking of Jisung, the boy was still radiating a bright light around him. Minho looked at his eyes, causing the younger boy's attention to be averted to him. Upon their gazes landing, Jisung's stare softened as his pupils returned, his eyes turning back to normal whilst the bright aura supsided as well.

"Much better." Minho mumbled softly, smiling weakly at his soulmate. Jisung could only offer a small smile of his own, his mind flashing back to what he had endured that day. His body suddenly felt heavy and painful and he couldn't help but close his eyes, allowing the darkness to take over him. He couldn't hear Minho yelling his name, all he could hear was Asmodeus' disgusting voice echo through his mind.

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Jisung woke up some time later, unsure of how much time had passed. He noticed he was in his room judging by all his notebooks laying around on the ground. Each of them had a bunch of loose papers falling out of them, turning his whole room into a big mess. He grabbed one that he could reach from his bed, taking a closer look at it. It were the lyrics he had written for one of his songs, '19'. His brows furrowed as he sat up, confusion clouding his mind.

'Was it all a dream?'

He took the blanket off of him and threw his legs over the side of his bed before standing up. Jisung glanced at his wrists, quickly coming to the conclusion that it hadn't all been a dream when he couldn't spot a single scar. A small smile formed onto his lips as he rushed out of his bedroom and quickly darted down the stairs. He stormed into the living room and found Minho in the kitchen area, sitting at the table with 2 cups of coffee. He looked up at the commotion, his eyes beginning to sparkle as his met Jisung's. Without thinking, Minho stood up as he saw Jisung running towards him.

"Hyungie!" The younger threw himself onto the older, arms going around Minho's neck as he leant into the hug.

"Hey, Jisung-ah. How are you feeling?"

"Alright? How about... you?"

"I'm glad to be here with you. Grald healed our bodies, so physically we are both fine... Now, lets talk? We never really got much of a chance... even when we were alive."
Jisung's heart dropped to his ass as he was once again reminded why Minho ended up in Hell in the first place. His eyes started to water as his anxiety returned for what seemed like the first time in his afterlife. He duck his head in the crook of Minho's neck, thankful they were still hugging one another tightly.

"H-Hyung I'm s-so sorry!" He sniffed, trying to keep his tears back. "If I had known y-you wouldn't have had to go through that!"

"Hey, hey, hey. Jisung look at me." The crying boy looked up at Minho, seeing his sweet brown eyes staring right into his own. "You couldn't have known, it's the whole point of a guardian angel. I should've been there when I felt my body react to your feelings and I wasn't. It was inexperience on my part that I couldn't stop or help you, I'm so sorry."