Starry Sky 🌟

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Mission target acquired. Initializing process. Setting up the stage. Finished.

Daniel was uncomfortable to say the least.

Stephen was acting weird.

And most importantly, his dad came out of the blue then proceeded to give them a mission. 

Daniel smelt something fishy. 

NO. It wasn't his laundry. 

Every single thing that was building up to the mission was setting off so many red flags for Daniel.

He needed some answers. 

Or advice on the situation at hand. He was going to have to look for him.

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Daniel arrived at the other side. By that, I mean where the angels reside. 

He didn't have time. Daniel was going to have to wing it and dash across the unfamiliar borders. 

He was aware of the consequences. 

Aware that the risk of dying is extremely high. 

But he couldn't go there the normal way. He definitely couldn't ask Stephen either, since the walls have ears.

' Well...I really hope this is all worth it. If not I'm so going to haunt Stephen for the rest of his life. '

Daniel hesitantly paused for a moment to recollect his thoughts. He took a deep breath. His wings spread open. The moon hanging high up in the dark sky, beckoning Daniel to go. Fly.

He took off. Trying to stay incognito and off grid as much as possible. Flying past the guards stationed at the border, each of them at their highest alert and absolute patrol around.

His breath had gotten rigid, the beating of his heart escalated, pumping wildly due to the adrenaline that had built up.

' Shit!... whew close call there. CALM down Daniel. You're fine. It's okay. ' 

Daniel had made it. He got passed security. 

Famous last words.

Daniel felt a sharp pain in his lower back. He had been shot.

He felt his consciousness fading away by the second.

Urging himself, he needed to land somewhere safe.

At least somewhere where no one will find him until he woke up.






The last thing he saw before the world faded to black, was a figure with bright yellow orange hair. 

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'Urgh...... I... I'm safe? I- I- Where the heck am I?'

Daniel woke up in a startled state. He looked up anticipating to see the sky, but to his surprise.
It was a ceiling, painted in bright yellow. He slowly panned around the room, observing his surroundings.

He was located on a couch in the middle of a living room. It was decorated with a simple minimalist aesthetic.
Due to the darkness he wasn't able to see that much.

Daniel tried to moved, but a sharp electrifying pain shot through his spine reminding him of the injury he received earlier.

Lifting up his clothes, he saw the place where his wound was replaced by the sight of a bandage. It was neatly wrapped around him, preventing the wound from gashing out.

Someone or something had tended to him while he was out. Question is, are they friend or foe? 

While Daniel was busy wondering to himself, a certain figure crept up slowly behind the couch. He was too caught up in his own thoughts to even notice the figure.

"So, you've woken up huh sleepyhead? "

Daniel jumped at the voice in the dark. 

He turned back to see an angel dressed in casual sleep wear. His yellowish orange hair can be vaguely seen in the dark. He looked tall. Very tall.

Daniel just assumed he was between his 20's.

" Are you hungry? "

His question seemed so out of the blue that it startled Daniel.

Daniel was about to open his mouth to say no but his stomach replied otherwise.

*grumble*

" That answers my question. " As Daniel called him [ tangerine ]. That was going to be his name for a while.

Tangerine walked towards a wall and Daniel consecutively hears a click accompanied by the blinding lights turning on. His eyes took a moment to adjust themselves to their surroundings.

Tangerine had a nice house. It was nice decorated with carefully carved wooden shelves and the wooden framed pictures hanged on the walls in a neat pattern.

Daniel even saw the kitchen that was in full view of the living room. It was equipped with almost everything a chef would need.

Pots and pans arranged neatly on the rack. Cutlery and porcelain plates displayed in the glass cabinet.

It was simple but extravagant in a way. The whole place gave a cozy feeling to Daniel. Not just that... but ...nostalgic?

Which was weird, considering the fact that this is the first time he's ever been here.






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A/n : okay look I know this chapter ended abruptly but I need to rush because I have limited time I can spend online and thus y'all are gonna have one chapter a month per story so it's 2 chapters a month if y'all read the Stephen one. But I just wanted yall to know that I'm not dropping this anytime soon because I personally loved danplan before the whole incident happened. Tea. Which I will not explain, go watch Jay n Stephen's vid. But I still love Stephen Hosuh and Jay to bits. Except daniel. I never really had an attachment to him.

Haha so love y'all. And I wish you that all goes well for 2020.

Signing off.
Lily.

Daniel X Jay { 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕕 }Where stories live. Discover now