[COMPLETED] Trapped in the Past ~Jaeyong fanfic~

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Sicheng felt himself slowly lose control over himself as he quickly responded to the kiss. Although he knew why, he was still confused how he felt so comfortable around Hansol. Sicheng had never been kissed by a guy in this way before.

   Any other male he had kissed was sloppy or because of a dare in his youth. Hansol was being gentle with him, his thumbs rubbing Sicheng's cheeks softly. Hansol carefully pulled the human male closer to himself, the younger almost sitting on his lap.

Sicheng wrapped his arms around Hansol's neck as he pulled himself even closer. Hansol tilted his head to the side to deepen their kiss.

A need for air finally came, as the two softly broke the kiss. Hansol gently held Sicheng's bottom lip between his teeth before he released it. The two stared at each other happily.

   Once Sicheng's realized how close he was to Hansol, he pulled himself out of his thoughts and backed away on the bed. He raised his pointer finger at Hansol in a silent 'stay' motion.

   "I just noticed something, Hansol. You destroyed an engagement, broke my two closest friends, but I'm still making out with you?" Sicheng scoffed. He placed his head in his hands and sighed. A few tears of frustration fell down his cheeks.

   "Sich—"

  "No, Hansol. We can't continue if my friends— the only family I've ever known," Sicheng stressed, "are hurting because of a lie. Your lie. It just isn't right, to Yuta, to you, or even to myself."

    Hansol looked at the younger with respect. He smiled softly and rose from the bed.

   "I'll fix this." Hansol mumbled, pecked Sicheng's forehead, then left the bedroom. He could feel himself growing more and more determined to fix his mistake. Hansol wasn't about to let Sicheng go, not this easily.

   With a fiery glint in his eyes, he stepped into the throne room. Hansol walked closer to Lucifer and looked him in the eye.

   "I have to disobey protocol and our laws this time, Lucifer. You knew this would happen, didn't you? Me completing the spell so many times we became connected!" Hansol exclaimed, his voice and gaze unwavering. Lucifer looked down at him unimpressed.

   "So, you're in love with the human." Lucifer spoke more than asked. He looked over Hansol a few times.

   "Not quite yet, but I know so in the future. Unless I fix the mess on Earth between his family, we cannot progress." Hansol explained. He kept his voice stone solid.

  "Go ahead." Lucifer shrugged on his crimson throne. He gazed at the demon bored.

   "You don't understand, I have to fix this!" Hansol verbally pushed. He took a few more steps closer.

  "I just told you to. I was tired of you being so heartless all of the time, Hansol. Sicheng seems like he'd be a good match for you to ignite emotions." Lucifer stood up from his throne. He then stood in front of the shorter male and patted his shoulder.

  "Go fix their hearts and get the guy, Han. You've done well, but it's time you're let go." Lucifer sighed and stuffed his hands in his suit pockets. He walked away, leaving Hansol dumbfounded.

   Hansol realized what happened, a wide smiled etched itself on his face. He then sprints out of the throne room towards Sicheng's.

Once inside, Hansol gently grabbed Sicheng's hands in his own. He pulled Sicheng to stand up, then squished his cheeks.

"I can fix this, Sicheng. I don't know how yet, but I'm allowed to." Hansol grinned, his hands still softly pressing in his cheeks.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!" Sicheng tried his best to speak, despite how difficult it proved to be. Hansol removed his hands from Sicheng's soft face, then grabbed one of his hands.

"Where to first?" Hansol asked once the pair appeared on Earth. He gazed at how vibrant the brush was around them compared to how dark the sky was.

"We need to see Taeyong first." Sicheng replied. He picked a small pink flower with the intent of giving it to Taeyong.

"Your wish is my command." Hansol spoke, making Sicheng laugh softly. Hansol held Sicheng's free hand as he teleports them into Taeyong's bedroom. The angel slowly awoke hearing the pair enter.

"Sicheng, it's two a.m. why are you in my room?" He whined and pulled the blanket over his head. Sicheng and Hansol looked at each other confused.

"Sicheng?" Taeyong meekly asked once he sat up. He looked over Sicheng a few times before he started crying.

"Am I just hallucinating about him again?" Taeyong mumbled and covered his face with his hands. The tears fell even harder as Sicheng pulled Taeyong's hands away from his face.

"No, I'm here, Yong." Sicheng began. He was cut off by his friend.

"Oh god, they're getting worse.. Yuta!" Taeyong shouted. His rate of breathing increased as he gasped for air. His heart ached in his chest as he stared at the human he had been mourning. His hands felt numb as Sicheng held them.

Sicheng felt Hansol pull him away from the angel. Hansol brought Sicheng into a hug as he began silently crying.

The witch stumbled into the room, a hot cup of chamomile tea in his hands. Yuta rubbed his eyes and placed the cup on the bedside table. He sat in the bed beside Taeyong and pulled him into his arms.

"Breathe, Tae, breathe. I'm here, I'm here." Yuta repeated himself soothingly. He combed his fingers through his friend's hair gently. His heart stilled once he noticed the human and unknown male in the room.

"Taeyong, this one isn't a hallucination. I see him too." Yuta whispered in Taeyong's ear. He pulled Taeyong closer to himself as he glared at Sicheng.

"I thought I'd be ecstatic if I ever saw you again, Si. But, I don't think so anymore. I'm through the roof that you're alive, but I'm disappointed in you, Sicheng. Since you faked it a month ago, he's been having hallucinations and worse panic attacks as a result." Yuta began. He made sure Taeyong had fallen back asleep first.

"You've wrecked him, Sicheng, and I don't think there's much of a way to come back from this."