꒰ ETERNAL ꒱ - JOOKYUN ˎˊ˗

💫 || two.

EDITED - 27 APR 2020

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"hey," jooheon's soft voice sounded, making changkyun tremble a bit. "why did you leave last night?"

"i..." changkyun bit on his lower lip as he was trying to think of something. he held his phone tighter and brought his knees up to his chest. "i'm sorry, i had work."

"you are not being honest, changkyun. i can feel it in your voice."

changkyun's gaze fell down to the sheets of the bed and the way folds were forming from under his feet. for a moment his mind went elsewhere as he was focused on one spot.

"hello?" jooheon's voice sounded again, "waking" changkyun up from his trance.

"i have to go," the angel said before quickly hanging up.

he threw his phone aside with a sigh. then he finally let his head fall on the pillow. he was staring at the white ceiling for a while.

he rubbed his eyes with his hands, and sighed again. "i can't do this anymore," he cried out, feeling so helpless and lost.

jooheon kept calling until changkyun got tired and got up again, putting his phone on silent mode.

he was exhausted. lately he had been thinking if he should give up on jooheon. he could just transfer to another human and leave jooheon all alone.

but how could he?

he was so in love with jooheon. he was the most perfect human being changkyun had ever gotten close to. even though his personality and actions were nothing near to perfect. but his looks sure did cover up for it.

lee jooheon was a bad person. perfect but bad.

and that was one of the reasons changkyun was so tired of him and dealing with him.

every time he protected jooheon from something, new scars and bruises were appearing on his body because he was his shield and as a shield he had to do a good job.

that was the whole point of being a guardian angel, after all. get hurt so the person you look after doesn't.

only if jooheon knew how much he was hurting changkyun. only if he knew how much trouble he's caused with every near death experience he had ever had.

he was always concerned for the new wounds appearing on random places over changkyun's body. but how was changkyun supposed to tell him that all of this was his fault?

it was such an easy thing to do. yet changkyun couldn't do it because he didn't want to limit jooheon from what he liked doing.

knowing jooheon's shitty luck, changkyun assumed that he was going to live much longer than him.

the angel was slowly dying. one of his wings was almost completely torn off already.

he couldn't do anything about his wounds. they were just getting more and more, sometimes for no reason at all.

that was one of the signs. jooheon was going to be left without a guardian angel soon.

and only if he kept himself distanced from the human maybe, just maybe, he was going to live for a bit longer and give jooheon a chance to not miss him too much.

he was going to admire jooheon's face from afar and hope that he didn't do anything stupid.

but he also felt bad. because he wanted to spend his time with jooheon.

he didn't want to be surrounded by other guardian angels when he was dying. he really wanted to be in the arms of the one he loved.

after it was already more than obvious that he couldn't find a comfortable position to lie in and that he couldn't sleep, he sat up again, taking his phone.

jooheon picked up almost immediately after changkyun dialed his number.

"do you want to spend the day together?" the angel asked with a shaky voice, biting on his lower lip.

"of course i do."