ANGEL ☾ winwin one shots.

between heaven and hell. [jaewinyong]

requested by EmmiiiePooh  !! ❤️
challenge accepted >:)

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" sichengie, are you alright ?"

taeyong asked, genuine concern masking his beautiful flawless face. the said chinese, sicheng, was in his embrace as he coughed dryly again for the nth time. he was coughing sparkly silver glitters. taeyong began to worry for his health.

taeyong's shining golden eyes changed their colors to light blue; clearly showing that he was upset. his wings were lowered down to his back, almost making them invisible, which was very unlike him. since he's one of the most powerful angels to ever exist in the paradise, he likes to flex his magnificent wings every now and then, but now none of that mattered seeing the love of his life being in this awful state.

he holds the younger closer to him and frowned when he felt sicheng's heartbeat weakening. the chinese forced a sad smile to assure taeyong he was fine, although both of them knew he was the opposite of it. his body was cold and shaking, it's almost like taeyong was holding a newborn baby.

but sicheng was a newborn baby, just not in a literal way.

" I'm okay, tae, you don't need to worry about me ." he assured with a weak smile, coughing dryly after.

" you're not okay. stop lying, chengie ." taeyong said sternly. " I told you not to do it. it was not worth it. now look at yourself. you're weak, fragile, almost lifeless. you're coughing glitters, that means your power is low. you should take a rest ."

taeyong stood up, carefully carrying sicheng in his arms as if he was a fragile diamond, and slowly spread his beautiful wings out. sicheng used to have them. used to. but since he no longer does, taeyong is the one who carries him everywhere since he's too weak to walk. without any remorse, sicheng weakly clung to his chest as the taller flied them both to the castle although he was against the idea.

the castle, which was made by crystals and diamonds, was huge enough to house hundreds of the most powerful and important angels and spirits including the two themselves. actually, sicheng couldn't go there anymore, but since no one is brave enough to feel taeyong's wrath, they all acted as if he was invisible instead of telling him to leave.

how could he be there? the castle was meant for pure and innocent souls, while sicheng was nothing but a fallen angel.

as they reached the castle, the younger gulped. the guardians opened the door for them, but sicheng knew they were silently judging him. even when taeyong was carrying him to their room— which was located on the very top of the huge building— some angels shot them dirty looks. so much for the 'people of lights' they are, huh?

another maid opened the room door for him and taeyong thanked her, before she closed the door. the taller gently lied sicheng on the king-sized bed, re-arranging the pillows as he did so to make sure the love of his life will feel comfortable and safe.

" tae, I shouldn't be here ..." the chinese slowly whispered out as taeyong sat next to him.

the taller lifted a brow. " what do you mean you shouldn't be here? this is your home, chengie ."

" it's not anymore... and you know it ." sicheng blurted out as his fingers played with the hem of the soft blanket. " didn't you see it? the eyes full of hatred staring right at me, whispering dirty whispers, wishing for me to be... gone ."