Fallen For You (REWRITTEN)

16

Taehyung woke up abruptly by the thunderstorms. He gripped Jihan's torso tighter, sheltering him from the pouring rain and began counting the days.

It's been 50 days since the war has ended.

50 days since the cries of the angels and devils were heard from God and Lucifer.

50 days since Taehyung had cried his heart out.

50 days since Taehyung regretted falling in love.

50 days since Jihan saved him from the berserk angels.

50 days since Jihan left him.

50 days since he had made a promise to his dying lover that he will live without him.

50 days since he last saw Jihan's eyes flutter open by themselves.

50 days since he last heard his name from his beloved.

50 days since he tried to repent for his sins, hoping it would save Jihan.

For 50 days, Taehyung refused to move an inch from his spot, cradling Jihan's dead body. Surrounded by mountains of corps, courtesy of him as revenge for his lover.

The stench of the rotting flesh was enough to make anyone turn their heads away, but not Taehyung. The scene was horrendous, the once majestic archangel that has been damned to hell was cradling a rotting corpse, infested with maggots and flies.

Taehyung laughed bitterly.

His hands were shaky because he has lost all strength to support the corpse. He struggled with laying Jihan's head on his lap, but he managed to do it.

He swatted away the pesky maggots and flies away from his lover's hollow shell. He gently stroked Jihan's hair as big fat tears welled up in his eyes, blurring his visions.

Maybe it was his mind playing tricks on him, or maybe he was truly insane.

' He still looks handsome even when dead.'

" God, I want to kiss you so much right now... but I can't seem to find your lips a-anymore. Strange, isn't it babe? I clearly remember how it felt when I kissed you, but I really do prefer your warm lips rather than the cold ones I'm kissing right now. H-Hey..."

Taehyung nudged the corpse' body, hoping his lover would respond back. Often there were times when a chilled wind nipped his neck and he would always mistaken it for Jihan caressing him.

Taehyung knew he was killing himself with his false hope, but he needed to. He must do it, or his sanity would truly be gone, along with his memories of Jihan.

Taehyung sobbed, resting his forehead on the corpse and wrapped his arms around it.

" Give me a signal. Please... I will gladly go along with you. So please tell me I can break my promise with you. I can't live my whole life trying to forget you because it'll hurt even more."

Once again, the wind decided to tease him. He cried desperately for the other for the hundredth that week.

Even when his body was exhausted, malnourished; screaming at him to survive, he still has the energy to cry.

He did try to lift Jihan's body, hoping he has enough energy stored up to carry the other all the way back to Jin's castle.

However, after a week of crying in that exact same spot Jihan died, he lost his strength in both of his legs.

He could just leave the corpse behind by flying because he couldn't afford to carry the extra weight, but his lover deserved better than some unknown wasteland, surrounded by mountains of corpse, at the deepest and non-residential part of hell.

By the time Taehyung's eyes dried up, the wind carrying his tears away, he had finally came to terms that Jihan was dead.

Yet, he couldn't muster the strength to walk away from the corpse.

So he took two more days to wallow himself in misery beside Jihan.

The thought of him abandoning Jihan scares him.

'What if Jihan comes back.'

'What if he is still alive?'

'What if this is just an illusion just to test whether my love for him is strong?'

'He might still be alive.'

The ' what if's' became endless and he had no choice but to run away from Jihan's graveyard and headed to Jin's castle, before he could change his decision.

After recuperating for a few weeks, he headed back to Jihan's resting place with his friends, hoping to transfer the buried body to a proper burial place.

But the corpse was gone. Jihan was gone. No matter how many times Taehyung frantically search for him, digging up more holes into the ground, Jihan's corpse was never found.

It was as though mother nature had swallowed him up, preventing Taehyung to visit his grave so he could focus more on living than being with the dead.

" Even dead, you're still so mischievous. Hiding away from me like that ." He whispered, crying as he covered his face with his palms.