Moonlight | KaiSoo

Two (Flashback)

"Yah! Someone, help me please!" yelled an eighteen-year-old Kyungsoo as he tightened his grip on the railing, trying to haul himself over the metal bar.

He knew it was very impossible for him to get help. First off, the building was abandoned. Second, there was no one, except for the guys that bullied him who were probably walking their ass off the desolated structure.

"God, I don't want to die this way." He cried harder, hoping that it was all just a nightmare.

But it was really real for he felt his body was aching because of the incident that had occured earlier.

Just as his sweaty hands slipped off the railing, he shut his eyes, preparing himself for the fall.

Suddenly, he felt a pair of arms gripped around his body and the strong wind hit his skin.

"I got you."

Kyungsoo flew his eyes open to see who owned such a soothing voice.

Perfect was an understatement. If there's such word better than 'perfect,' then it would suit this man who possessed an ethereal physique and black wings.

Black wings!

He saw how the lips of the man formed into smirk before everything became a blur.

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Jongin looked at the guy who was grasping the metal railing, crying his heart out and asking for help, then cursed. "Aish."

He argued with himself whether he would save the guy he'd been admiring for so long or not.

He shook his head, perplexed.

He knew that the boy would die if he fell on the cold, hard ground.

It pained Jongin to see how he struggled from the tight grips of his bullies, how they threw jabs and kicks at his pale, limp body, how he begged them to let him go, how they tittered as they spat vicious words at him and how they put him at the edge of the rooftop and left.

He knew that everything would change if he put his fingers on it.

It was now or never. He just couldn't let this man die. He didn't deserve any of this.

He flew towards him, catching his warm body with his strong arms.

"I got you," he whispered.

He was warm and it was the nicest thing he'd ever felt in his life.

The heat he was receiving from hell was nothing compared to the heat radiating from his body.

It made him feel like home even if he doesn't have one. It was so safe. So secured.

The boy opened his shut eyes and stared at him like he was dazzled by his charms.

The soft look on his face made Jongin grin before he passed out.

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"Hey," Kyungsoo felt a hand gently tapping his cheek "wake up."

He got up slowly and reached for his bruised lips. He felt better as if he didn't go through any of these.

"Are you still hurt?" the man asked whose thumb was pressing his lips softly.

He shook his head and stared at the man. He liked the feeling of the latter's thumb against his lips and it was really weird because he didn't let anyone touched his face even his family.

"I... I feel better now. D-did you heal me? Y-you don't have that power to heal, do you?" he hesitantly threw questions at him.

"I have. I healed you." Jongin deadpanned as if it was a normal thing to say.

It shocked him that he didn't even hesitate to tell Kyungsoo the truth.

It was because the lad possessed this damned face that would make him confess to any crime even if he wasn't liable.

"You are beautiful," he uttered, making Kyungsoo's cheeks turn bloody red. He locked his gaze with the boy's.

"You are..."

Breathtaking. Like the person in fairytales who makes a prince do everything even if it will cost him his life, Kyungsoo thought.

He knew he just met him, but there was something special in him that drew Kyungsoo closer.

"I am what?" Jongin smiled, slowly caressing the other's cheeks, gently moving the hair that fell from his eyes.

Kyungsoo's heart went wild. It was like it wanted to come out of his rib cage.

"You're perfect." Kyungsoo let out a pent-up breath he didn't know he was holding as he uttered those words.

"You have nice lips, its shape's like a heart." Jongin grazed his fingers from the boy's cheeks to his lips.

"Yours, too." Kyungsoo felt like this creature had put him under a spell to utter such bold words, making him tell everything he had in his mind.

"These lips will send you to hell."

"Do so." he dared, making Jongin's eyes emitting the darkest shade of black Kyungsoo never knew existing.

Jongin leaned down and kissed the other passionately.

It was Kyungsoo's first time and he was really glad it was him.

Kyungsoo's face showered in the pouring moonlight after the kiss ended.

Jongin had never seen anything as entrancing as his expression in his entire existence.

He is life, he thought.

Kyungsoo became emotional as he stared at Jongin's plump lips. Kisses coming from the stranger's lips were like his oxygen. He didn't think he could live without them.

He pulled Jongin closer, initiating another kiss underneath the moonlight.

And that kiss brought something forbidden to life. Something that both didn't want to undermine, they wanted it to be strong.

They wanted it to last forever, though forever seemed like two years.

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Forever is bitch. Huehue.