❝He just wants some color back into his life, is it too much to ask for?❞
The Pure meeting the Impure, Innocent meeting the Corrupted, the Unblemished meeting the Blemished.
The story of an Angel encountering a Witch, none of it was intentional yet...
"And it's warm and real and bright And the world has somehow shifted All at once everything looks different Now that I see you"
✦A/N's POV✦
It's around 2 in the morning, the wind whistling, the leaves of the nearby forest rustling against eachother, and the atmosphere slowly becoming cooler by the second. A lonely witch was still lying awake, having an urge to pay a visit to... someone. All he could think about was to lessen the pang in his heart, he still felt so cold within.
After what felt like hours laying in the same place, which was actually just a few minutes of pondering whether he should move or not, he finally decided to just take a look at the place. It was only to take away the thought of that person away from his heart. He got up from his bundled up bed, got his slippers on and decided to go and pick up his best flowers from his garden. Before going out of his home to fetch the flowers, he wanted to check in his new friend. The angel was fast asleep, soft snores coming out from him while his plump lips were slightly parted. He was cuddled up in all the plushies around him, to Taehyung, it was the most adorable sight... very much nostalgic to the times he spent with that someone and when his life was much more peaceful in the village. The witch finally set of out of his home, not forgetting the flowers, then passing onto the cobblestone pathway.
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The fireflies lit up the area, becoming both his guide and his lightsource. He looked upon the flowers he has picked, a bundle of browallias and roses of sharon, that special someone's favorites. He smiled to himself, the flowers bringing back memories at the back of his mind, before his life slowly faded into a black and white film. Soon, he noticed the clearing of the forest, the canopies of leaves slowly going back into the distance as the moon delivers its light into the exposed grass. He steps onto the worn out polished stone, a bed of flowers laid out onto the ground, all encircling a platform with the engraved words of "To the Lost Unnamed boy, may you rest...".
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Taehyung traced the neatly carved out stone as tears slowly pooled out of his eyes while streaking down his cheeks. The night was peaceful, quiet and soft, a perfect time for him to quietly sob to himself. "Hi Minnie, I still don't know if that was your real name, all you said was that your parents called you that... I miss you, and I'm sorry for running away from the village you so loved, because ever since you passed... I-I couldn't take it because y-you were the only o-one out there for m-me...", the witch paused as his voice started to crack for each word he spoke out. He got himself together, to continue on speaking with the letter in his mind for the boy, "I-I found someone, a-are you p-proud..? He reminds me a lot of y-you and I k-know it's strange t-that I just met h-him and I b-barely can keep a c-conversation with him.. but h-he has that drawing prescence.. l-like you.", he paused once more to breathe in, "h-here are the f-flowers you really l-loved.. I-I still grow them in my g-garden l-like in the village.. b-before I r-ran away of course.. anyways, goodbye my love."
