Wings - troyler AU oneshot

Wings

A/N: so this is my first attempt in writing and english isn't my first language so please if there is someone reading this be gentle, also comment I would love to know what you are thinking trought the story.

*Tyler POV*

My eyes are closed and I can feel the sun's warmth on my skin and the soft breeze play with my subtle mint green hair as I lay on the low grass between the daisies in the middle of the round clearing, my silky and pearly white big wings are stretched and resting by my sides. This is practically my home and I don't mind if it belongs to the mortal world, it's peaceful, the only sounds are made by the animals near by and the leaves on the trees shaking with the wind, it just brings me happiness and today all the flowers are bloomed and the weather is perfect, my life is now staying here and waiting. Despite the beauty of the place that's not even the real reason why this place is home, everything is just a bonus that makes the situation even more perfect, the real reason comes in the form of a flawless mortal, the one I'm always waiting for and why I don' t ever get tired of just staying here alone because that will change soon and I know it.

Just as my thoughts are drifting this way I feel the warm and ligth provided by the sun being stolen from my face, I open my eyes curiously and I'm presented with a ocean of the deepest and purest blue lemur like eyes staring rigth back at me upside down and it feels like the world stopped spinning just like all the times I look at him, I'll never get used to his beauty, it catches me by surprise every the time. His soft brown curls are falling and covering his face slightly, his white creamy skin with a birth mark right under his left eye that many could see as an imperfection but for me it only adds to his adorableness is perfect, but my attention is brought to his plump and ridiculously pink lips as they move to speak.

"Tilly!" The 17 year old boy exclaimed adoringly making my heart flutter with the sweet nickname he had given me many years ago.

"Troye boy!" I say back and both of our face stretches with big smiles.
He drops himself on the ground and I sit up and turn in his direction to hug him.

"Come, embrace." I sneak my arms around his thin waist and engulf him with my wings bringing him as close as physically possible, he trows his arms around my shoulders and his hands caress the silky feathers growing out of my back. Having someone touch your wings is one of the best feelings in the word, it feels like I wasn't really living, that I was just floating without purpose until he reached out and touched me, bringing back me to reality again, it warms me like a sunny day in the winter.

I still remember clearly the first time he did it, it was the day we met, the day that he became my everything.

I was frozen at the age of 18 as every other angel, you grow up until you're of age and then you just stop and you lose track of time, not living only surviving until you find the only other angel that can toutch yor wings, the other angel whose wings you can toutch too, you create a connection the first time it happens and you just can't break it and this angel will be the one, your loved one, will be the one that put a track back in your life, that bring colours to yours sky, the one that you will have eternity with. And that's why when I was standing rigth at this clearing, at the same place I am now, admiring the place that I had found during my exploring of the mortal world that I got so surprised when I felt the soft touch, a touch that in reality felt like a pull, like my gravity center wasn't the earth anymore, sundelly everything was brigther and I was sure of what was happening, it was the only explanation, when I turned around and saw the 10 year old little boy I gasped, not because of his age, I had waited eternity and I could wait for him to grow older, but because he had no wings, he was a mortal and that simple graze of his finger should have burned him to ashes. But in that moment I didn't care he wasn't a angel, even if I had never heard of something like this happening before, that boy was special, he was his one and only.