my guardian angel >> johnlock

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Age-15

John was growing apart from his friend S. It was not intentional in any way since he was grateful for having him in his life. But as John grew up, he tended to go out more with Greg and Mike to those pubs with their fake ids instead of retreating to his room and talking to S all night. S told John that he was okay with him going out but deep down he was feeling lonely.

He felt that his purpose was becoming unknown and he was constantly trying to keep himself from being bored. The more John had left, the less S had to do during his days and nights which made the angel think that maybe he should just quit at his role as a guardian angel.

But, he would never leave his favorite human. Instead, S talked to him brother M. M and S had a love/hate thing going on because of the stupid sibling rivalry they had. But the brothers would do anything for each other if it meant helping or saving the other person.

M had told S that sentiment was a chemical defect found on the losing side, which only made S angry and more conflicted with his true feelings he was keeping locked away. He didn't want to admit it to himself nor M, but he knew that he had fallen for the future army doctor. How could he not? John was almost S' soulmate had John been an angel or had S been human.

But, guardian angels and their subjects that they watched over were not supposed to fall for each other. On the very rare occasions in the guardian/subject relationship did a subject or guardian fall for the other. But it was even rarer that the two people in love could move their relationship on to the next level. It was strictly forbidden in the role of a guardian angel. They still felt human emotions, just like their subjects, but could never act on them as their subjects could do so freely.

But on one particular day, John had fallen ill and his parents were gone for the weekend. It was just him and S, like the old days. S was excited to see John but hated the fact that he was only there because he was sick. The worst thing about the sickness was that it wasn't just a cold. He had the flu but a violent type of the flu which made him bedridden for most of the day. But, he just took what he could get.

" S, are you mad at me? " S didn't want to hurt John by being honest with him. Besides, he was sicker than ever. He didn't want to add on more pain when his job was to relieve the pain John had been feeling.

" No John. It's fine. Just get some rest, my friend. " John stopped S from ticking him in by grabbing his hand. He couldn't feel much since S was not fully human but he felt something that he had never felt when holding another person's hand. It felt...perfect.

S was frozen when his subject had grabbed his hand. He didn't know whether to grab John's hand as well or pull away before he broke the rules of being a guardian angel. Holding hands wouldn't break the rules, but what S would do afterward would certainly break them. But, he was a rebel before anything, so he did what felt was right to him.

With the angel and the human now holding hands, a spark had ignited. S and John's hands were molding together. S noticed that his hand was returning to his human form. The bony structure was something he was not seen since he had become an angel. But John enjoyed it more than S. The more S' hand turned human, the more real their love had seemed.

Once S' hand was fully human, their eyes left their interlocked hands and locked their gaze on each other. Then, they both decided to do what felt right. S bent down and gently pressed his lips against John's. John had never kissed anyone before but it seemed as though he had been doing it for years since he had just placed his left hand on S' cheek instinctively.

S had been wanting this for so long that he practically pounced on John to deepen the kiss but soon remembered that John was still very ill. John was still a little scared of trying to properly kiss S so S had taken the lead in this kiss.

John had sat up to get closer to S and in turn, S had gotten closer to John. They had both wanted to kiss longer but John had needed air due to him being sick and overall just being a human. Humans needed to breathe, unlike angels.

S had felt guilty for what he had done but also felt happy with him acting on his emotions for once. It made sense to do that even though he would face the consequences later. John, on the other hand, felt no guilt whatsoever and was happy that his newfound feeling for the angel was reciprocated.

The boys then laid down on John's bed, thinking about what to do or say next. It was too awkward for them. They had thought that the other person would run off and be disgusted over the intimate moment they had just shared with each other. But, all they really wanted to was to just kiss again, but be better at it.

So, S had to do what felt right. He cupped his subject's face and kissed him, a little bit harder than the first time. And as if it were an instinct, John kissed back, seemingly knowing how to kiss better than before. S' body was becoming more human which at the time felt great.

Touching and tracing certain parts of John felt like ecstasy. It felt familiar to him in a strange way. But just as he felt his body at the verge of becoming fully human, he felt the need to stop. A strange pain ripped through him which caused him to abruptly pull away.

As he moved away, he felt his body fade into invisibility. He looked at John and saw the confusion he had on his face. S wished that he could fix it but S was confused by his own actions. It was as if someone forced him to pull away.

S knew that something was wrong and didn't want to put John into harm's way. So, he did something that was rational but still broke the angel's heart. What he didn't realize was that the subject's heart broke more so than his.

" John, I-I have to go. Something is wrong. " The tremble in the angel's voice was definitely something that John had not heard before. S had seemed so powerful, resilient even. Never once did he show or even hint at the idea that he was scared of what could happen next. So, John simply nodded in response and watched as S faded away. He laid down on his bed and felt sadness take over.

But not the usual sadness that would make him cry. It was something that made him feel numb. John just sighed knowing that S was probably going to be gone for a little while so he best not stay up for him. But he had a feeling that that would be the last time he would kiss S. Well, he was half right. It would be a while before he did touch the angel's lips again. But, it would happen again, more than once.