*This is a bit of a long one*
I'm not insanely proud of it but whatever...
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Jeongguk sits in the corner of the lecture room alone. Nothing new there. For as long as he can remember he has been alone. Everyone avoids him, afraid of the consequences of getting too close. Now he's so used to it that he prefers to remain solitary.
Jeongguk is an angel of death. Such angels are rare to come by. His wings are pitch black, representing the power he bears. Angels wings are a hint as to what their power or element may be. No two pairs of wings are exactly the same. Some may seem very similar but are never exactly alike.
Jeongguk's pitch black wings show off the power he has over death. As a child, he never realised how deadly his ability really was. Jeongguk is capable of bringing death upon any living creature. From plants to animals, angels and any other species.
He has general control over this power but there it always a chance he would lose it. Whenever he experiences intense emotions, specifically negative emotions like overwhelming fear, panic, anger or sadness, he loses control of his ability and all living things within the first hundred meters around him die.
As a child, death would only reach people a mere few feet away from him, so the results weren't so tragic as long as people stayed a good distance away. But the older he got, the further it went. Now at the age of twenty two, he can take the life of anything within a five hundred meter radius.
He has only lost control a few times in his life. The first time was as a child, when he was ignorant to the strength. After that people kept their distance when he would get too emotional. The last time he lost control was when he was a teenager, trying to protect himself when he was being bullied. Both situations had the same outcome. Death. Grief. Mourning.
Its been seven years and people still stay away from him. Even those who have never seen it for themselves. Initially people didn't mind walking around him in the halls and stuff. But due to rumours that had been spread around and fake stories being told about his ability, now the others believe that if they come into physical contact with his bare skin then they will die.
The lecturer finishes up the lecture and Jeongguk stands up and makes his way out the room. He doesn't have to worry about bumping into anyone. They all remain in their seats until he's out the room.
He has another lecture immediately after this one so he goes to the next venue. He always takes the seat at the very back, away from others. Plugging his earphones in, he drowns out everything else as his mind drifts away.
He suddenly feels movement next to him. At first he thought he imagined it. No one would ever come near him. So his eyes remain closed and he continues to let his mind wander.
It wasn't until he feels a tap on his shoulder does he jolt up in surprise. He turns to face the angel that tapped him, completely shocked that someone actually voluntarily came close to him and actually touched him.
He sees a beaming unfamiliar face. A cute boxy smile, glowing skin, beautiful hazel eyes and a mop of curly brown/blonde hair. His wings are white. Not pure white. They look like a beautiful pearl white that shines in the light and reflects different colours as he moves slightly. Some areas reflect some pastel pink, others a pastel blue and the pearl white.
"Hey, I'm Kim Taehyung. I'm new here. Is it fine if I sit with you?" Jeongguk doesn't reply. Instead he looks around the room where most of the students have already filed in. Every single one of them are staring at the pair in shock. Mostly at Taehyung, who seems oblivious to their piercing gazes.
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Taekook One Shots
FanfictionA book of one shots and drabbles that I came up with. All of them are top kook and bottom Tae. Please give me honest opinions and if you like you can share your ideas