angel boy // minsung

|eighteen|

The heavens gate will be torn down
And the angels will be found
The demons clawed their way up to the top
Till they get their way, they will never stop

The angel army will feel defeated
A demon king will almost be seated
A war will start that'll be difficult to end
To Hell's will the angels will almost bend

An Angelus Amet will rise for them all
Although he is new, he will stand tall
With powers of major healing and harming
His presence to the demons will be alarming

The demon army will be no match to his powers
After they're defeated, there shall be blooming flowers
The most powerful Angelus Amet will come alive
And because of him, the Heavens will continue to survive

—-

Jisung stepped through the golden portal and he couldn't hide his tired aura. After Felix mentioned that Minho only had minutes left if he didn't go back to his side, the angel flew as fast as he could to his old home to enter the portal and protect the human he adored so dearly.

Jisung lazily closed the portal and he threw a jacket on, his wings slowly disappearing behind the heavy cloth. He opened the door to exit the guest room and he pattered over to the stairs, rubbing his eyes as he went down each step. He was so exhausted over the past hour and all he wanted to do was lay in bed with Minho and-

"Jisung?"

Jisung's head shot up, suddenly awake after hearing Minho's honey voice. A wave of relief crashed over Jisung's shoulders seeing Minho safe and sound on the couch yet the stress weighed down on him, knowing Minho's true identity and why he's being hunted down.

Minho shot up from his seat on the couch, and he rushed over to engulf Jisung in a hug. He lightly squeezed his arms around Jisung's waist and buried his head in the crook of the angel's neck. Jisung, who's heart was undeniably racing, allowed his hand to roam through the tufts of Minho's black hair and slithered his left arm around Minho's shoulders. He inhaled the scent of coconuts and immediately felt like he was finally home.

"Where have you been?" Minho's voice muffled through Jisung's jacket. Jisung sucked in a breath, not sure he wanted to tell Minho why he was gone.

"Why are you home Minho? Shouldn't you be in the hospital?" Jisung bounced off the topic brought to his attention.

Minho shook his head, still buried in Jisung's neck. "They let me go not too long ago. Hyunjin just brought me home."

Jisung nodded his head in response, his mind hazy from the distractions put in front of him. Minho's identity, Chan and Felix's secrets, Minho's arms around him-

"But Jisung where were you?" Minho asked again, looking Jisung in the eyes with concern lacing through his voice. "I was scared because you didn't tell me anything."

Jisung gulped as he stared at the stars lining up in his eyes.

I can't keep this from him anymore.

He deserves to know what's happening.

What's the difference between me and Chan at this point for keeping Minho in the dark for so long?

"Min," Jisung's voice shook as he choked out the nickname pinned as Minho's. "Let's sit on the couch."

Minho pulled away from Jisung, confusion adorned on his facial expression. However, he complied with Jisung's request and headed for the couch. Jisung followed behind him without a word. Both boys sat on the couch extremely close to one another, but Jisung knew Minho wouldn't want to be close to him for much longer.