the fallen || markhyuck ✔

▪︎ ten : angelic blood ▪︎

"you're not fighting off that evil spirit, you don't even know how to!" jaemin, with his new silver hair, spoke through his seethed teeth which shows that he is clearly against donghyuck's decisions.

"well if no devil is going to do it, then why can't i?"

"because fallens have weaker devil blood." the younger argued.

jaemin did have a point.

ever since donghyuck received his punishment to be a fallen, he felt his powers getting weaker and weaker. he knew that the only thing he could do was get used to his devilish powers. and boy did he.

donghyuck trained day and night to learn how to control such demonic power. and he did succeed, it just didn't result as strong as how a devil's powers should. whether he liked it or not, his angelic powers were preventing him from using his devilish side.

"i'm going. and don't you dare try to stop me." donghuck didn't know why he said what he said, especially to jaemin. and if he had to be honest, he did feel a little bad to have said those words in front of a devil who eas willing to help him adjust to living in the under and taught him how to use those devilish powers.

"why are you so obsessed with saving mark? at least bring me with you?" a few seconds of silence and the tanned male answered a short "no." and went outside the gates.

one to be hurt is enough. two? that's too much to sacrifice when one can do it.

and soon donghyuck was out of the gates and on his way to earth, teleporting. he did question why he wanted to do it, saving mark from the evil spirits and all. but he couldn't even cone up with a reason why.

nevertheless, he kept on going. and as soon as he arrived, he immediately searched for that damned evil spirit who certainly had been haunting mark though the older didn't even see it.

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"he's dumb. simply so." the older devil spoke, drinking another sip of his red blood wine and humming happily at the bitter-sweet taste erupting on his tongue. jaemin could only sigh at his boyfriend.
"oh for the love of angels, nana. he's strong enough to do what he wants. you can't baby him all the time."

"yeah but i do still have my biggest concerns for him. you know how fragile a fallen is. and clearly, he's one." jaemin grunted as he dropped his body on his shared bed with renjun who now sighed to calm himself before a burst of fire happened. he didn't want to burn the room because of that.
"besides, i have a life-owe to him."

"and you know yourself what a fallen is capable of."

true. and partially not.

"donghyuck doesn't even fucking know how to use his powers. his angelic side is coming back and you know something's wrong."

"what?" renjun became confused at jaemin's words, completely clueless on what his boyfriend meant.
"donghyuck's angelic side?"

"you didn't know?" jaemin scoffed dryly, "that cheeky devil there accidentally showed his royal gold eyes to the one and only mark lee."

"oh for fucks sake..."

"for fucks sake indeed." the silver haired sighed.

but both jaemin and renjun, without even saying anything more than that, knew that the only solution they could do now is to not stop donghyuck.

a former angel? yes. but donghyuck's devil side now is way wayyy stronger. and that means he has a hard headed manner in doing those things that he wants. that also means, no one can stop him from what he's doing. even jaemin, even renjun.

and that concludes to not stopping the fallen in saving mark. unless said otherwise.

"mark?"

"oh- oh shit i'm so sorry i am so so sorry." that's just so mark, dropping things and being clumsy. luckily for him, it was just jaemin. and he knew how kind for a devil the latter can be.

mark dropped a wine glass while trying to find a normal one to drink. a few hours in and the canadian was already feeling weirdly comfortable in jaemin's weird, spooky, dark house.

"searching for something to drink?"

"y-yeah actually uhh i... was actually searching for a glass. does it happen to be around here?" jaemin chuckled at the  confused and flustered mark standing in the middle of the kitchen that looked like one out of a horror movie. not similar, but it's got the vibes.

jaemin walked over to a drawer below the pantry and took out the normal glass mark was searching for.

"here, you can use this." the devil said, handing over the cup to the still spooked out mark who accepted it with a sheer forced smile and a whispered thank you.  jaemin nodded and continued his words.
"sorry for the inconvenience, we don't really drink water here. how about some juice?"

"watermelon?" mark croaked out with a voice crack which made jaemin giggle happily.

"watermelon it is then." with a snap of a finger, jaemin had a carton box of watermelon juice out of thin air. and of course, this amazed mortal mark.

"woah! how'd you do that!"

"being a devil has its pros." the younger shrugged as he poured the juice to the cup mark was holding. and happily, the canadian drank happily and smiled widely at the delicious taste.
"no wonder donghyuck adored you so much." jaemin mumbled to himself quietly.

"what'd you say?"

"hm? it's nothing, now go back to drinking while i work on some stuff." with those last words, jaemin walked out of the kitchen and back to his boyfriend.

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