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42: Half Angel Half Devil

[Maybe I-I can never flyyyyyy]

This was surreal.

But it was real. It was all too real. You'd thought you'd had your doze of crazy, of scared, of amazement for your lifetime but no here he was. He didn't even look human anymore, he'd completely transformed. He could be a different person if your hand wasn't on his chest, if you weren't gripping his shirt in panic as he willed you to see.

You blink, expecting all of this to disappear but he's still right there, judging your reaction with concern. But you can't even look at his face. All you can see are those big black monstrous thing, you can't stop gaping at...his..

wings?!

They expand behind him at your thought, like a butterfly blossoming it's wings for the first time. They are massive and shudder in the cold as if they had a life of their own. They stretched towards the sky, dark feathers gleaming off the pale winter sunlight. In the soft snow, he looks half angel, half devil.

This was too real to even be a prank. The muscles engraves below those feathers and the stouts which attached them to the cracks in his back. The way he pushed forward against you, afraid you would run and those wings moving in sync with him. They were not just wings, they were his wings. He was like an eagle. They were so terrifying yet...this feeling within you that couldn't stop you from staring at them...

"Y/N? " Taehyung gulps. "P-p-please don't be afraid I-"

"Oh my god, " You breathe, finally finding the will to speak. Your hand drops to your side., and he catches it. You can't control yourself, mouth speaking your mind. "Th-they.. it's... Tae... they're beautiful. "

His eyes widen in surprise. Of all the things he'd expected it wasn't this. Yet he hadn't known that this is what he'd needed to hear. Because all along, ever since that day he's looked into the shower mirror and seen his new shadow forever shrouding him, he'd thought he was doomed. He'd thought that something was wrong with him. And he couldn't wrench them off, it hurt too much and he couldn't reach...he couldn't reach his back. It was horrible. It was horrible for him to think that he was physically so different and that because of this change he'd have to ave them all...that this was now his new home. And he'd try to convince them to stay. He'd thought they were ugly, that they made him look monstrous or beastly. Human beings were beautiful. And he... He was no longer fully human.

"I... " He breaks into a heartfelt smile, returning to present. "Thank you. "

You manage to tear your eyes away from his wings and meet his face. You exchange looks of consolation and understanding. You didn't run away, you didn't scream or push him off. You didn't do any of the things he'd anticipate.d And he didn't attack you, or cry or complain. You both just stood there in the light forest, accepting the other.

But you had to ask.

"Tae, " You say softly, not wanting to sound rude but unable to contain your curiosity. This was huge and you didn't want to pry but wings could only mean one thing. If there was anything you'd always wanted on your three genie wishes it was this and you had to make sure Taehyung had been granted his "C-can you... Um... Can you fly?"

He stares at you, like you were the crazy one. Out of all the possible millions of questions...he smiles softly. He was no different was he? Perhaps all of their queer personalities were rubbing of on you. "You're an odd person, Y/N," he giggles a little. He steps back, giving you space now that his faith is assured and nods.

He beats his wings together causing a rush of air to swirl through the woods making goosebumps form on your arms. They clap together in a large fluttery sound, the sort fo way two pillows would sound banging against each other. But magnified loudly. "Here, " He pushes his something warm into your hands.