Two different worlds and two different people against the odds
A Jeong Yunho fanfiction<3
Started: 09.05.2023
Finished: 15.05.2023
Highest ranking: 1 in #ateezfanfiction
I jumped in place as the phone on the wall woke the living daylights out of me. I straightened myself up, stumbling on my feet as I made my way to the sound, wiping my so tired eyes.
"Hello" I said yawning "Jia here" I leaned on the wall resting my head on the side of the fridge. "Jia honey, good morning. Did you sleep well my dear?" My mother asked me "Yeah, on the floor" I scoffed, widening my eyes instantly to what I just said.
I covered my mouth scanning my surroundings scared. The couch was empty, the blanket folded neatly on it and no sight of blonde hair anywhere.
"On the floor? Why would you sleep on the floor?" She asked me and I felt the confusion in her voice "Oh, doesn't matter mom. I slept well, I'll take a shower and be on my way, promise" With that I hung up the call and made my way next to the empty couch. I ran my hands over my face a few times reliving the events of the previous night.
"So it was all a dream?" I asked biting my nails. I was relieved that he was nowhere to be seen and yet I felt lonely, empty and confused. I guess I was expecting him to be still here in the morning and explain whatever had happened without me thinking I lost my mind and imagined everything "Whatever" I sighed as I walked away to the kitchen looking at the floor. The shattered glass was nowhere to be seen and the floor was clean. I pushed my thoughts aside pouring myself a glass of orange juice from the fridge.
"Good morning"
I spit the juice back in the glass as I choked, punching my chest in an attempt to catch my breath as I turned around. He was naked standing in my living room, drying his damp hair with a towel while another one was loosely wrapped around his torso covering his body. I widened my eyes at the sight steadying myself on my feet, as I opened my mouth in an attempt to say something, anything, but the words stuck in my throat refusing to leave my mouth.
"I took a shower, I hope you don't mind" He said casually walking next to me as he bent over to grab a glass from behind me, his chest almost brushing against my face in the process. I felt my cheeks burning up as he moved away, filling it with water from the sink as he chugged it slowly, his adam apple moving up and down. My jaw was on the floor "Close your mouth" He said looking at me shortly before placing the glass in the sink walking away.
Jaw.still.on.the.floor.
He sat down on the couch ruffling his hair a few times in an attempt to arrange the wild strands falling on his forehead. He rested his hands on his knees turning to face me, smiling.
"WHAT THE FUCK?" I yelled out loud as he flinched in place, blinking a few times "Get out! What the fuck is wrong with you and who are you? Why are you still here? How did you get in? Are you a psychopath? Just get the hell out of my house right this instant!" I speed walked next to him grabbing his arm and pulling at it manically in an attempt to make him stand up, move, to do anything but stay here.
"Can you calm down?" He moved away from my grip standing up as he pushed my shoulder and I stumbled falling on the couch.
"Calm down? Calm down!?" I scoffed "Do you even hear yourself right now?" I was gesticulating with my hands "Who even are you?" "Yunho" He said shrugging his shoulders "Yeah, no shit Sherlock!" I stood up as he pushed me gently back down "If you touch me one more time I swear to God-" I clenched my fists at him
"He's probably having his cup of tea right now, don't disturb him" A smirk spread on his face "Who?" I asked confused "God" He sat down next to me as I scanned his amused face "I-what? What are you talking about?" I narrowed my eyes at him
"God. I thought we talk about him, but me personally I wouldn't do that if I were you. He's really moody when someone talks about him. One time he chased all of us out of the palace because a woman kept yelling his name when she and her husband-uhm, never mind-" He tried containing his laugh as I blinked a few times slapping my face.
"You're hallucinating" I said "I'm not-" "Shut up! I wasn't talking with you, I was talking with myself" I stood up walking back and forth across the room mumbling incoherently under my breath.
"Ok, recap" I said squinting my eyes shut, rubbing my temples "I woke up yesterday, I took a shower and got dressed for work. Did I eat something expired? No, I don't think I did. I went to work, San brought some coffee-Ah that's it!" I clapped my hands together "There was something in my coffee, I thought so too, I was way too agitated after that-" "Nah, that's just you" He said chuckling.
I death stared at him walking back to the couch taking back my previous seat, crossing my legs under my body.
"Listen here, you're going to tell me who you are, how did you get in here, what do you want and how do you know my name. Understood?" He nodded his head "Good, speak!" I crossed my hands to my chest waiting.
"I'm Yunho and I'm an angel. Ta-da" A proud smile spread on his face. "Angel my ass-I want the truth and nothing else!" I demanded "But it is the truth" He shrugged his shoulders "Ok, angel, where are your wings then huh? Cause I don't see any" I furrowed my eyebrows gesticulating towards his figure angrily
"About that, I lost them. That's why I'm here, and I need your help to get them back" He blinked a few times pouting at me, begging me with his eyes. "Wow, you're insane" I whispered touching my temple with my index finger rotating it slowly.
"I-whatever" He crossed his hands to his chest "I'm telling you the truth, believe it or not, I don't want to be stuck here either. I want to go home" "So go home!" I yelled at him losing my patience "I can't go home! I need my wings for that!" He yelled back turning around, towering over me, piercing me with his eyes, and for the first time I felt a little scared at the sudden outburst.
I closed my mouth and leaned on my back looking straight ahead as he stood up walking close to the window sighing. My eyes lingered on the wall watch ahead as I widened them, jumping on my feet.
"Mom is going to kill me!" I ran to my bedroom closing the door, taking a pair of plain black jeans and a white sweatshirt out of my closet while speed walking in the bathroom ignoring him. I took a fast shower, drying and brushing my hair as I stumbled on my feet trying to get dressed. I sprayed some perfume on me and exited the bathroom.
As I was walking back and forth in the living room I felt his eyes lingering on me. What am I going to do with him? I have to leave now if I want to be there in time for my dad's birthday, but I can't let him stay here.
"Do you-" I proceeded to say but I stumbled and hit my leg again, falling on the floor as I lost my balance "Ah, fuck you!" I hissed in pain holding it tight to my chest. He approached me slowly not saying anything as he grabbed my leg and caressed it with one hand. He then looked at the cut in my foot as it split open in the process. He ran his fingers across the red flesh as I watched the wound closing and disappearing like it never existed in the first place. I bent down looking at it shocked, touching the skin, but there was nothing there, and no pain. I raised my head meeting his soft eyes.
"Do you believe me now?" His voice was nothing higher that a whisper, gentle and calm as a pained smile tugged at his lips. I blinked a few times trying to catch my breath. "I think I do" I whispered back.
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A/N : I'm so in love with these two I swear, they are my babies ಥ‿ಥ
