Misguided Angel 7/??
Title: Misguided Angel 7/??
Author: giveitupjessica
Rating: PG-NC-17 (depending on the chapter)
Pairings: 2min, jongkey, kangteuk, minkhun
Genre: AU (kind of), romance, fantasy
Summary: I shouldn't be falling for him like this. I've never fallen for anyone but the one I have been bound to since I was created. So why am I suddenly doing whatever I can to protect him, to make sure no harm every comes his way. I shouldn't be by his side like this. I shouldn't be holding him in my arms as he sleeps. But the fire that I feel when our skin touches is something I've never experienced before. What does this all mean? I know I'm only putting him in more danger by staying with him, but for some reason I can't leave him. I can't just walk away from him. I want to mark him as mine. I need to mark him as mine.
A/N: Sorry for the late update. I was busy celebrating Turkey Day aKa Thanksgiving with the family. Anyways, this chapter starts off a little fail-ish. But it gets better towards the end and don't worry, I have some 2min planned for the next chapter. And still no new angels are being introduced. Oh and I finally got my MASTER FIC LIST posted. Anyways, you all know how much I love comments! And for those of you who are reading A Capella (Something's Missing) Sica sent me her part of the next chapter, so I just need to write mine and then it will be posted. Probably won't be until tomorrow though. Okay... HAPPY READING AND COMMENTING ;)
CHAPTER SEVEN
We were pretty much just lounging around the apartment, waiting for Nichkhun to wake up. It was actually kind of boring. There wasn’t even a TV or stereo in this place. I guess it didn’t really make much sense to have those things because it’s not like any of us actually lived here. We used this as a meeting place. But still, at times like this I wish we had something to entertain us.
I was sitting beside Nichkhun and running my fingers through his hair, “How long do you think he’ll be out?”
“I don’t know. He’s getting all the memories that you have back. And you’ve regained a lot, so perhaps a few more hours?” Michael answers, he’s flipping through some magazine Procel left here the last time we had a meeting. I have no idea what could be interesting about Cosmo magazine. Isn’t that a chick magazine?
“What are you reading Michael?” I ask.
“I’m not reading anything.”
“You’re just looking at the pictures?”
“No.”
“Flipping pages?’
“Pretty much. I’m bored.”
“Me too. We should’ve asked Seraphiel to get us something to cure our boredom while he was out getting food for dinner.”
“We should have. He’s probably on his way back so there’s no point in calling him now.”
“I’m back!” Seraphiel exclaims as he walks through the door, “Miss me?”
“Always,” I joke as he enters the living room. There’s quite a bit of bags in his hands, I stand up and go to help him with them, “What did you buy? The whole corner market? Geez. We just needed dinner for four, not the whole army.”
“Well I figured we should keep this apartment stocked with the bare essentials at least. So I bought some other things as well,” he answers and we’re all in the kitchen again. I place the bags I was carrying on the counter and he does the same.
“Always the umma,” I tease and lightly hit his ass.
“Yah! Abaddon! Your lover is in the next room and you’re groping me?!” he tries to hide his smile, but fails.
“Don’t act like you didn’t like it,” I stick my tongue out and start to pull things out of the bags.
“I never said that,” he replies and pinches my ass. I jump and turn to him, he just smirks at me and winks.
“I’ll never understand the kind of relationship you two have with one another,” Michael says as he grabs things I’m unpacking and placing them in the bare cabinets.
“We like skinship, there’s nothing wrong with that. Besides, with Azrael waking up, my play time is over. I’m just soaking up every last minute left,” Seraphiel explains.
“Whatever you say.”
“Geez, is it just me or are these bags like bottomless or something? I keep pulling things out and yet the bag still seems full,” I complain.
“Quit being just a baby. You have the easy job. All you have to do is unpack the bags. Michael and I are the ones putting everything away.”
“How much did you buy exactly?”
“I told you the bare essentials.”
“This is a bare essential?” I ask as I hold up two tubs of ice cream, one in each hand.
“Um, duh! How can we not have ice cream here?”
“We’re not even here often enough, it’ll go bad before we get halfway through one carton.”
“Speak for yourself,” he grabs one of the tubs and pulls out a spoon from a drawer.
“Why do girls always turn to ice cream when they’re upset?” I ask Michael.
“I don’t know. Probably for the same reason we guys turn to alcohol when we’re upset. Either way, they’re all empty calories.”
“Calories, do we really care about calories?”
“We’re idols, we can’t be fat. It’s against our contracts.”
“What the hell are we talking about?! Are we really this bored? Is there really nothing else for us to talk about? I mean shouldn’t we be strategizing or something?” I voice my thoughts out loud.
“We probably should. But we’re not.”
“Abaddon, make yourself useful. Go put these in the bathroom,” Seraphiel pushes a bag into my hands.
“Sure thing,” I walk away to do as I’m told and as I’m making my way back to the kitchen I see Nichkhun flinch on the couch. I rush over to his side and kneel down by the couch. I start to stroke his cheek, “Love are you waking up? Do you remember now?”
“Ugh,” he mumbles, “I feel like I just got hit by a semi-truck. My whole body is aching, especially my back.”
“Do you remember now?” I ask again, his eyes are still closed and his hand has come up to rub at his forehead.
“Ugh.”
“Oh okay,” I get up and turn to walk away. I can’t help the pain in my chest, did he really not remember me? I thought this would bring back all his memories, “I’m sorry. I’ll just go back to the kitchen now. You keep resting. If you need to get up, call one of us.”
“Wait,” he grabs my hand and laces our fingers, “Don’t go love.”
“Love?” I turn to him and raise an eyebrow.
“Yes. I am Azrael, angel of death. And you are Abaddon, angel of destruction. My love. My other half. My reason for being,” he pulls my hand and I take a seat next to his body.
“So you do remember?”
“Of course. How can I not?”
“I was afraid it didn’t work. You weren’t acting like you remembered anything.”
“I remember everything. I’m sorry love, the pain temporarily blinded me.”
“Did you want me to get you some more of the elixir?”
“No, just stay here with me?”
“You sure?”
“Yes,” he pulls me down so I was now laying beside him. He adjusts his position so that his head is resting on my chest and I wrap my arms around him. A brief picture of Taemin and I in the same position flashes before my eyes. It felt so nice to hold him last night, but it was nothing compared to having my love in my arms now.
“I’ve missed you so much,” I whisper in his ear.
“I’ve missed you too,” he responds and turns his head up to place a soft kiss on my lips, “I’m sorry it took me so long to come back to you.”
“It’s okay. I would have waited my whole life if I had to.”
“But you found me. You always do.”
“I promised didn’t I?”
“Yes and you haven’t broken that promise to me once in all these centuries. I’m beginning to think you like me,” he jokes.
“It’s a definitely possibility.”
“It’s official Michael!” Seraphiel yells as he catches us snuggled on the couch.
“Seraphiel?” Azrael jumps up and runs to the other, “Omo, we’re both men in this cycle!”
“I know, weird huh?”
“Yes, very. Look at me! I have more muscles than Abaddon!” he gives a little pout, “I’m so fat!”
I try to hide my smile as I sit up on the couch. Michael comes to join me as Seraphiel and Azrael walk to the kitchen, “You boys just sit there, we’ll make dinner. We don’t want the building to burn down like last time.”
“That was not our fault,” Michael says.
“You keep telling yourself that Michael,” Azrael rushes back to me and gives me another kiss on the lips.
“What was that for?” I ask.
“Just because I felt like it.”
“Oh okay.”
I watch as he walks away. I can tell he’s still in a little bit of pain by the way he flinches at every step. Maybe he shouldn’t be walking around right now, he should still be resting. But knowing Azrael as stubborn as can be, he wouldn’t listen to me. My phone vibrating in my pocket catches my attention. I pull it out and check the display. It was a text from Taemin.
From: Taeminnie
To: Minho
Where are you hyung?
From: Minho
To: Taeminnie
Key wanted some fresh air, so
we went for a little walk. We’ll be
home soon. You guys go ahead
and eat without us.
From: Taeminnie
To: Minho
Will you sleep with me again
tonight hyung? I sleep so much
better with you beside me.
From: Minho
To: Taeminnie
Sure Taeminnie. I’ll see you in a little
bit. Oh and it’s time for you to take
your antibiotic, the doctor said to take
it at the same time everyday.
From: Taeminnie
To: Minho
Ne hyung. Hurry home! ^^
*~*
“Where are they?” I ask Taemin.
“He said Key hyung needed some air so they went for a little walk,” he answers as he tosses his phone on the coffee table in front of us. We had just gotten home from out last schedule and were surprised to find an empty dorm. Manager hyung wasn’t happy in the slightest.
“Are you going to tell manager hyung?”
“If he asks.”
“You’re so evil.”
“Thank you. Besides, you owe me one.”
“And why is that.”
“I’m giving you another chance to snuggle up to your beloved.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I asked Minho hyung to sleep with me again tonight. He said he would. So if you don’t mind sleep in their room again, which I know you don’t.”
“Why are you doing this?”
“Because I want Minho and once I set my eye on something, I make sure I get it.”
“Seriously though. Why are we doing this to them? I mean if they love each other, shouldn’t we just let them be?”
“What’s in it for us? Oh yeah, that’s right, not a damn thing. Besides I thought you wanted Key. Tonight could be the night.”
“I doubt he’d want to do anything. He’s been weird all day. He was crying earlier.”
“So? Vulnerable people are easier to screw.”
“What the hell Taemin? Seriously, do you have an ounce of innocence in you at all now?”
“Nope. That all went bye bye when I started to like Minho hyung. Look hyung,” he turns to me with a very serious look on his face, “In all seriousness, do you like Key hyung?”
“I told you, we just make out and touch each other from time to time.”
“Don’t lie to me hyung.”
“And if I do?”
“Admit it. Admit that you like Key hyung as much as I like Minho hyung.”
“And what’s in it for me?”
“We can join forces and break the two apart. You get Key. I get Minho. Everyone ends up happy.”
“I don’t know Taemin.”
“You know it irks you whenever they’re together. Remember what happened in the van earlier today. You’re not one for subtly.”
“Don’t remind me.”
“I will never let you forget hyung.”
“You’re such a bad dongsaeng.”
“Thank you. I love you too!”
“Shut up Taemin! Call me when they get back hm?” I get up and walk to our room. Everything he said was right. It did bother me when I saw those two together. I hate to sound vein, but Key looks so much better with me than he does with that freakishly tall alien. I grab my iPod off my nightstand and put in my ear plugs. I needed to organize my thoughts.
Rahab Why did they always want to talk to me when I wasn’t in the mood? I swear, I’m this close to just breaking ties with them altogether. I knew I shouldn’t have joined up with them when I was going through the transformation. But no, I was stupid and weak.
What now Belial?
I’m bored, come over here. Let’s play.
I’m not in the mood. Go ‘play’ with Asmodeus.
I’m tired of him. Besides, I want something deeper. Maybe we should declare our bond in this cycle. I mean when was the last time we did that? Hm, apparently it’s been so long I can’t even remember.
Is this really why you’re getting a hold of me? For a quick fuck?
And if it is? Besides, you never complained before.
I’m not in the mood.
I’ll get you in the mood.
Don’t feel like it. Go to Asmodeus.
I said was tired of him.
And I’m tired of you. Good night.
I really wish there was a way for us to block out each other. A way to send out a busy signal when we didn’t want to talk to others of our kind. But of course there wasn’t. We were always available to one another 24/7. I guess it was just a matter of answering them or not. And tonight, I’m choosing not to answer any of them.
I lay back on my bed and bring my hands up behind my head. I stare at the ceiling as music starts to softly play through my headphones. My thoughts drift to Key and what I saw this morning. I wonder why he was crying. A few months ago, it would have been me who was holding him as those tears fell down his beautiful face. But for some reason, he started getting closer to Minho and our friendship was pushed aside. Left to die in some dirty gutter as if it meant nothing to begin with. I wonder why I even care so much to begin with. I mean, he was just some guy who I so happened to work with. Why did I care so much what kind of relationship we had? Especially now of all times. I mean a girl like Jessica is calling me in the middle of the night to go and ‘play.’ Why did Key’s face flash in my mind and cause me to turn her down? She was fucking hot, I must be crazy to say no to her. And apparently I am because I’m here all alone in my bed and not running over to her dorm. What the fuck has he done to me?
*~*
“Come on Abaddon, we have to go,” I tell him as he continues to hug Azrael.
“I don’t want you to go,” Azrael says into his shirt, “Can’t we just stay here tonight. I just got back my memories of you. Of us.”
“I want nothing more than to stay with you, but Seraphiel is right. Our manager is probably fuming as it is. We can’t push him any further,” Abaddon says and I feel my heart ache a little. I thought I would be able to see those two together, but it only made me yearn for my own bond mate. It didn’t help that today I remembered the night that he passed away. In my arms no less.
“Abaddon,” Azrael says while looking up at him and he seems to know exactly what the other is thinking without letting the sentence be finished.
“I wish I could my love,” he brushes hair out his lover’s face, “But don’t worry, now that I’ve found you again. I won’t be letting you go. We’ll be together soon enough.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
“You sure?”
“Have I ever broken any of my promises to you?’
“No.”
“And I don’t plan on starting in this cycle either. Now go with Michael. You need to get some rest. You’re still a little weak.”
“Okay. Be safe love,” Azrael closes the distance between them, allowing their lips to touch. They don’t pull away from each other, but let their lips linger together for a few brief seconds. It’s a sweet kiss shared between lovers. And I can feel envy boiling in my veins. I know I shouldn’t feel like this. I should be happy that they found one another. It was good for them and the rest of us. But it still hurt.
“Abaddon, let’s go. We’re already going to miss curfew.”
“Argh, Seraphiel, couldn’t you have given us a couple more seconds?” he asks as he pulls away from the kiss.
“I gave you enough time as it is, we need to go. Besides, I’m sure his members and manager are starting to worry as well. We can’t blow our cover now.”
“He’s right,” Azrael gives me a warm smile, “We should get going.”
“Okay. Keep an eye on him Michael.”
“You know I will.”
And with that, we finally leave the apartment. I make it a point to walk a few steps ahead of him. I didn’t want him to know that I was in a bad mood after watching the display between him and Azrael. But I knew he would catch on eventually. So when he grabbed my hand and forced me to stop, I wasn’t surprised.
“I’m sorry Key. I know it was hurting you to see us like that back there. I wish there was something I could do to bring him back,” he says to me as he wraps comforting arms around my shoulders. I keep my eyes straight ahead and will my tears not to fall.
“There’s nothing you can do though. He’s gone and I just need some time to heal. I’ll be okay soon enough. This happens every cycle when I get back that memory.”
“I know, but I was insensitive. I knew what you saw earlier and I shouldn’t have been like with Nichkhun in front of you.”
“It’s okay, you two were happy to see each other. I understand. Besides, I can’t ask you guys to watch yourselves whenever you’re around me. Just give me a few days. I’ll be okay,” I pat his arms before pulling them off of me.
“Are you sure?” he says as his arms tighten around me again.
“I’m sure. Now let’s go,” I wiggle free of his grasp and begin walking again. He stays a few paces behind me the rest of the way to the dorm. I’m glad that he knows me well enough to know when to give me space. I didn’t really want to have him right beside me right now. I kind of wanted to be alone so I could mourn for my love and then tuck it all away like I normally did.
“Minho hyung! Key umma! You’re finally home!” I hear Taemin exclaim the moment we talk through the door.
“Hi Minnie, you’re still up? You should be asleep so you can get better,” I say and ruffle his hair.
“I wanted to make sure you two got back safely.”
“Ah, I see. Well we’re home, now get some rest okay?” I walk past him and into the bathroom. I needed a hot shower to release the tension in my body.
“Did you take your medicine when I told you to?” I can hear Minho ask our maknae.
“Ne hyung! Come on, let’s go to bed now.”
“You go first. I just need to change.”
I can’t hear their conversation once I finally close the door to the bathroom. I step over and turn on the shower to let the water get to the perfect temperature. I pull off my shirt and pants before leaning onto the counter in front of the sink. My head falls down and I take a few deep breathes. A tingling feeling starts to make it’s way up my back and I grip the edge of the counter.
“Seraphiel, you need to go now,” Metraton tells me as he removes my arms from his waist.
“But I don’t want to be separated from you,” I say to him.
“I know darling, but you need to go. Remember what we all decided last night. Michael needs me with them. I need to help them and it’s too much of a risk for you to come with me.”
“Why? Is it because I’m a girl? That’s so sexist. I’m just as strong as any of them and with you, I’m stronger. I can help too.”
“But I don’t want you to get hurt.”
“And I don’t want you to get hurt. I want to be there to protect you.”
“Look at you,” he taps my nose, “Isn’t it supposed to me who protects you?”
“I’m perfectly capable of protecting us both.”
“You were never one to play the damsel in distress. Maybe that is why I love you so much.”
“And I love you too, so please let me go with you. It’s better if we’re together than if we’re apart and you know it. Look at Gabrielle and Azrael, they’re both going with you guys. So why can’t I go too?”
“Because you need to go with Forcas, Procel, and Vassago to the next town to meet up with the others.”
“Why though? They can go on their own.”
“Because you need to lead them. You’re the strongest out of all of them and we know that if you’re there, you all will make it to your destination safely and without any complications.”
“Forcas is strong too. He can protect all of them.”
“Seraphiel, please don’t argue with me anymore.”
“I’ll stop arguing when you give me a valid reason why I shouldn’t be leaving with you tonight.”
“I already told you.”
“I’m not accepting any of those reason Metraton! I want to go with you and that’s that. I’m going to go and tell Forcas now,” I turn to leave, but he grabs my hand.
“Seraphiel, you are not coming with me. You are going with Forcas, Procel, and Vassago. Don’t be stupid. I’m doing this for your own good.”
“No, being separated from you isn’t good for me. If you were doing this for my own good, you’d be helping me pack right now to leave with you.”
“I don’t need this right now.”
“And I don’t need this either.”
“I don’t want you to get hurt! I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if something happens to you. Where we’re going is dangerous. We’ll be treading on enemy territory. I can’t ask you to risk yourself like that for me. So please, just do this one thing for me?”
“No. I can’t. If something were to happen to you when I’m not there, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself either. You said I’m strong and the reason why I’m going with those three is to protect them, so why can’t I go with you and protect you?”
“Because I don’t want you to. This argument is over. You’re going on to the next village as planned and that’s final,” I try to hold back tears as he walks out the room and slams the door behind him. We don’t speak for the rest of the night. We don’t even see each other off.
I’ve regretted that night for centuries now. Why? Because that was the night he died. And it was all my fault. Michael, Gabrielle, Azrael, Abaddon, and Metraton all left to go and hold back the group that was quickly descending on us. My group was supposed to wait ten minutes before leaving for the next town. We were to give them time to get far enough away from our safe house just to make sure none of our enemies would be able to get too close to us. I decided to send them on ahead of me when the time came. I was going to stay back and help them fight whether Metraton liked it or not.
I stayed in the house until I heard them getting near. I watched from the window as they fought against a large crowd of people. They needed me. Even though they were all highly skilled and strong, they needed me. Metraton needed me. I didn’t think twice before I ran out of the house and joined in with the fight. I made the mistake of letting my guard down completely, so I didn’t see when the opposing sides rather big leader was descending on me. I didn’t see when Metraton jumped in his path to save me from the sword that was coming down in my direction. The only thing I saw was the general’s sword pierce through Metraton, just as Metraton’s sword decapitated him.
My eyes widen when I see the sword in Metraton turn raven black and smoke start to come from it. Realization dawns on me when I take a better look at the sword. It was a sword that was forged in the fires of hell. One of the few ways to actually kill us and it was currently lodged deep into Metraton. I rush over to him and pull out the sword, my hands burning in the process. I toss it aside and gather him up in my arms. His breathing is weak and he can barely keep his eyes open.
“Metraton,” I say as tears begin to fall from my eyes. I don’t pay any attention to the fight that’s going on around us. I know that the other four will keep us protected. They were currently set up in a cross formation, making a nice box around us.
“Seraphiel, what are you doing here? I thought I told you to go with the others,” he says to me, voice just barely above a whisper.
“I know you did, but I was stupid. I didn’t listen. I wanted to stay with you. I wanted to protect you. But look what my stubbornness has done to you. I’m sorry my love. Can you ever forgive me?”
“I’m the one who is sorry. I should have just let you come with us then we wouldn’t be in this position. I should be the one asking for you forgiveness,” his hand was on my cheek and I quickly raise one of mine to hold it there.
“No, I was in the wrong,” I have no control over the tears that are falling now.
“Please stop crying darling. You know I hate to see you crying,” his thumb brushes away a few of the tears, but more fall in their place.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry for being so foolish.”
“Shh, no more,” I see his eyes close and panic starts to wash over me.
“No, don’t close your eyes. Keep them open,” I look around me. I had to do something. I can’t let him die. I reach over to my pack and start to rummage through it for some of the elixir I kept there. When I finally find it, I bring it up to his lips, “Drink!”
“No,” he pushes my hand aside, “Save it for yourself. You’ll need it. It will be of no use to me now.”
“No, don’t say that Metraton. Please just drink this. It will be able to get you to the village at the very least and then we’ll be able to take proper care of you with the supplies there.”
“Seraphiel, I know you know where that sword was made. There’s no way you can stop the poison that’s running through me.”
“There is a way, we’ll find a way. You can’t leave me!”
“Shh. It’s okay darling, don’t worry about me. I did this to save you.”
“Why? Why couldn’t you have let it pierce me instead?”
“I love you too much to let that happen. I told you that I will protect you.”
“And I told you that I would protect you. You can’t leave me Metraton. Please don’t leave me.”
“I will never leave you as long as you love me, I’ll always be right by your side,” I can fell how weak he is now, there isn’t much time left.
“I love you,” I whisper into his ear as I hug him closer to me.
“I love you too,” his voice is staggered and my grip on him tightens, “Promise me one last thing darling.”
“Anything.”
“Do not cry for me anymore. It only hurts me more to see that I am the cause of your precious tears.”
“Metraton.”
“Promise me.”
“I promise,” we share one last kiss before he’s gone. My tears don’t stop though, they just fall harder as I hold his now limp body in my arms.
Impatient knocking brings me back to the presence. I look up at my reflection in the mirror, tears were still falling from my eyes and I quickly wipe them away. I promised him I wouldn’t cry for him anymore, I needed to keep that promise. The knocking continues and I let out an exasperated sigh. I turn my back to the mirror and watch as the markings fade back into my skin before I open the door, letting a nice amount of steam out as well.
“Finally! I need to pee!” Jonghyun says as he pushes past me and goes straight to the toilet. I remain standing at the door as he does his business. I can hear the toilet flush and then the sound of the sink as he washes his hand, “Geez, Key. We should be preserving water you know.”
“Hm?” I hear him switch off the shower before his hand lands on my shoulder and he’s turning me to face him.
“Omo!” he says when he gets a look at my face, “What happened? What’s wrong? Did you want me to get Minho?”
“No,” I tell him and I close the door to the bathroom.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I take a step towards him and rest my head on his shoulder. A few tears escape my eyes and I feel his arms come up to circle my waist.
“What’s wrong Key? You know you can tell me anything.”
“Take it away Jjong,” I whisper into his neck.
“Take what away?” he pulls away just enough to look at me.
“Take away the pain. I can’t bear it anymore. Please just take it away.”
“What pain? Do you need medicine?” his eyes are full of concern.
“No,” I bring my face closer to his until our lips are finally touching. He doesn’t respond to the kiss at first, but I keep my lips where they are. It takes a few seconds before I feel his arms tighten around me and his mouth giving into mine. I bring my arms up around his neck and pull him close to deepen the kiss. I let my tongue leave my mouth to trace over his lips, asking for entrance which he grants me almost immediately.
“Key, we shouldn’t do this when you’re in this kind of state,” he says when he pulls away from me.
“Please Jjong, I need you right now. Please,” I look at him and he thinks for a second before nodding and leaning in to kiss me again.
I’m sorry Metraton. I need to do this to keep my promise to you. I won’t cry for you anymore. And like I promised Abaddon earlier, I’m not going to run away from this. Please forgive me.
Author: giveitupjessica
Rating: PG-NC-17 (depending on the chapter)
Pairings: 2min, jongkey, kangteuk, minkhun
Genre: AU (kind of), romance, fantasy
Summary: I shouldn't be falling for him like this. I've never fallen for anyone but the one I have been bound to since I was created. So why am I suddenly doing whatever I can to protect him, to make sure no harm every comes his way. I shouldn't be by his side like this. I shouldn't be holding him in my arms as he sleeps. But the fire that I feel when our skin touches is something I've never experienced before. What does this all mean? I know I'm only putting him in more danger by staying with him, but for some reason I can't leave him. I can't just walk away from him. I want to mark him as mine. I need to mark him as mine.
A/N: Sorry for the late update. I was busy celebrating Turkey Day aKa Thanksgiving with the family. Anyways, this chapter starts off a little fail-ish. But it gets better towards the end and don't worry, I have some 2min planned for the next chapter. And still no new angels are being introduced. Oh and I finally got my MASTER FIC LIST posted. Anyways, you all know how much I love comments! And for those of you who are reading A Capella (Something's Missing) Sica sent me her part of the next chapter, so I just need to write mine and then it will be posted. Probably won't be until tomorrow though. Okay... HAPPY READING AND COMMENTING ;)
CHAPTER SEVEN
We were pretty much just lounging around the apartment, waiting for Nichkhun to wake up. It was actually kind of boring. There wasn’t even a TV or stereo in this place. I guess it didn’t really make much sense to have those things because it’s not like any of us actually lived here. We used this as a meeting place. But still, at times like this I wish we had something to entertain us.
I was sitting beside Nichkhun and running my fingers through his hair, “How long do you think he’ll be out?”
“I don’t know. He’s getting all the memories that you have back. And you’ve regained a lot, so perhaps a few more hours?” Michael answers, he’s flipping through some magazine Procel left here the last time we had a meeting. I have no idea what could be interesting about Cosmo magazine. Isn’t that a chick magazine?
“What are you reading Michael?” I ask.
“I’m not reading anything.”
“You’re just looking at the pictures?”
“No.”
“Flipping pages?’
“Pretty much. I’m bored.”
“Me too. We should’ve asked Seraphiel to get us something to cure our boredom while he was out getting food for dinner.”
“We should have. He’s probably on his way back so there’s no point in calling him now.”
“I’m back!” Seraphiel exclaims as he walks through the door, “Miss me?”
“Always,” I joke as he enters the living room. There’s quite a bit of bags in his hands, I stand up and go to help him with them, “What did you buy? The whole corner market? Geez. We just needed dinner for four, not the whole army.”
“Well I figured we should keep this apartment stocked with the bare essentials at least. So I bought some other things as well,” he answers and we’re all in the kitchen again. I place the bags I was carrying on the counter and he does the same.
“Always the umma,” I tease and lightly hit his ass.
“Yah! Abaddon! Your lover is in the next room and you’re groping me?!” he tries to hide his smile, but fails.
“Don’t act like you didn’t like it,” I stick my tongue out and start to pull things out of the bags.
“I never said that,” he replies and pinches my ass. I jump and turn to him, he just smirks at me and winks.
“I’ll never understand the kind of relationship you two have with one another,” Michael says as he grabs things I’m unpacking and placing them in the bare cabinets.
“We like skinship, there’s nothing wrong with that. Besides, with Azrael waking up, my play time is over. I’m just soaking up every last minute left,” Seraphiel explains.
“Whatever you say.”
“Geez, is it just me or are these bags like bottomless or something? I keep pulling things out and yet the bag still seems full,” I complain.
“Quit being just a baby. You have the easy job. All you have to do is unpack the bags. Michael and I are the ones putting everything away.”
“How much did you buy exactly?”
“I told you the bare essentials.”
“This is a bare essential?” I ask as I hold up two tubs of ice cream, one in each hand.
“Um, duh! How can we not have ice cream here?”
“We’re not even here often enough, it’ll go bad before we get halfway through one carton.”
“Speak for yourself,” he grabs one of the tubs and pulls out a spoon from a drawer.
“Why do girls always turn to ice cream when they’re upset?” I ask Michael.
“I don’t know. Probably for the same reason we guys turn to alcohol when we’re upset. Either way, they’re all empty calories.”
“Calories, do we really care about calories?”
“We’re idols, we can’t be fat. It’s against our contracts.”
“What the hell are we talking about?! Are we really this bored? Is there really nothing else for us to talk about? I mean shouldn’t we be strategizing or something?” I voice my thoughts out loud.
“We probably should. But we’re not.”
“Abaddon, make yourself useful. Go put these in the bathroom,” Seraphiel pushes a bag into my hands.
“Sure thing,” I walk away to do as I’m told and as I’m making my way back to the kitchen I see Nichkhun flinch on the couch. I rush over to his side and kneel down by the couch. I start to stroke his cheek, “Love are you waking up? Do you remember now?”
“Ugh,” he mumbles, “I feel like I just got hit by a semi-truck. My whole body is aching, especially my back.”
“Do you remember now?” I ask again, his eyes are still closed and his hand has come up to rub at his forehead.
“Ugh.”
“Oh okay,” I get up and turn to walk away. I can’t help the pain in my chest, did he really not remember me? I thought this would bring back all his memories, “I’m sorry. I’ll just go back to the kitchen now. You keep resting. If you need to get up, call one of us.”
“Wait,” he grabs my hand and laces our fingers, “Don’t go love.”
“Love?” I turn to him and raise an eyebrow.
“Yes. I am Azrael, angel of death. And you are Abaddon, angel of destruction. My love. My other half. My reason for being,” he pulls my hand and I take a seat next to his body.
“So you do remember?”
“Of course. How can I not?”
“I was afraid it didn’t work. You weren’t acting like you remembered anything.”
“I remember everything. I’m sorry love, the pain temporarily blinded me.”
“Did you want me to get you some more of the elixir?”
“No, just stay here with me?”
“You sure?”
“Yes,” he pulls me down so I was now laying beside him. He adjusts his position so that his head is resting on my chest and I wrap my arms around him. A brief picture of Taemin and I in the same position flashes before my eyes. It felt so nice to hold him last night, but it was nothing compared to having my love in my arms now.
“I’ve missed you so much,” I whisper in his ear.
“I’ve missed you too,” he responds and turns his head up to place a soft kiss on my lips, “I’m sorry it took me so long to come back to you.”
“It’s okay. I would have waited my whole life if I had to.”
“But you found me. You always do.”
“I promised didn’t I?”
“Yes and you haven’t broken that promise to me once in all these centuries. I’m beginning to think you like me,” he jokes.
“It’s a definitely possibility.”
“It’s official Michael!” Seraphiel yells as he catches us snuggled on the couch.
“Seraphiel?” Azrael jumps up and runs to the other, “Omo, we’re both men in this cycle!”
“I know, weird huh?”
“Yes, very. Look at me! I have more muscles than Abaddon!” he gives a little pout, “I’m so fat!”
I try to hide my smile as I sit up on the couch. Michael comes to join me as Seraphiel and Azrael walk to the kitchen, “You boys just sit there, we’ll make dinner. We don’t want the building to burn down like last time.”
“That was not our fault,” Michael says.
“You keep telling yourself that Michael,” Azrael rushes back to me and gives me another kiss on the lips.
“What was that for?” I ask.
“Just because I felt like it.”
“Oh okay.”
I watch as he walks away. I can tell he’s still in a little bit of pain by the way he flinches at every step. Maybe he shouldn’t be walking around right now, he should still be resting. But knowing Azrael as stubborn as can be, he wouldn’t listen to me. My phone vibrating in my pocket catches my attention. I pull it out and check the display. It was a text from Taemin.
From: Taeminnie
To: Minho
Where are you hyung?
From: Minho
To: Taeminnie
Key wanted some fresh air, so
we went for a little walk. We’ll be
home soon. You guys go ahead
and eat without us.
From: Taeminnie
To: Minho
Will you sleep with me again
tonight hyung? I sleep so much
better with you beside me.
From: Minho
To: Taeminnie
Sure Taeminnie. I’ll see you in a little
bit. Oh and it’s time for you to take
your antibiotic, the doctor said to take
it at the same time everyday.
From: Taeminnie
To: Minho
Ne hyung. Hurry home! ^^
*~*
“Where are they?” I ask Taemin.
“He said Key hyung needed some air so they went for a little walk,” he answers as he tosses his phone on the coffee table in front of us. We had just gotten home from out last schedule and were surprised to find an empty dorm. Manager hyung wasn’t happy in the slightest.
“Are you going to tell manager hyung?”
“If he asks.”
“You’re so evil.”
“Thank you. Besides, you owe me one.”
“And why is that.”
“I’m giving you another chance to snuggle up to your beloved.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I asked Minho hyung to sleep with me again tonight. He said he would. So if you don’t mind sleep in their room again, which I know you don’t.”
“Why are you doing this?”
“Because I want Minho and once I set my eye on something, I make sure I get it.”
“Seriously though. Why are we doing this to them? I mean if they love each other, shouldn’t we just let them be?”
“What’s in it for us? Oh yeah, that’s right, not a damn thing. Besides I thought you wanted Key. Tonight could be the night.”
“I doubt he’d want to do anything. He’s been weird all day. He was crying earlier.”
“So? Vulnerable people are easier to screw.”
“What the hell Taemin? Seriously, do you have an ounce of innocence in you at all now?”
“Nope. That all went bye bye when I started to like Minho hyung. Look hyung,” he turns to me with a very serious look on his face, “In all seriousness, do you like Key hyung?”
“I told you, we just make out and touch each other from time to time.”
“Don’t lie to me hyung.”
“And if I do?”
“Admit it. Admit that you like Key hyung as much as I like Minho hyung.”
“And what’s in it for me?”
“We can join forces and break the two apart. You get Key. I get Minho. Everyone ends up happy.”
“I don’t know Taemin.”
“You know it irks you whenever they’re together. Remember what happened in the van earlier today. You’re not one for subtly.”
“Don’t remind me.”
“I will never let you forget hyung.”
“You’re such a bad dongsaeng.”
“Thank you. I love you too!”
“Shut up Taemin! Call me when they get back hm?” I get up and walk to our room. Everything he said was right. It did bother me when I saw those two together. I hate to sound vein, but Key looks so much better with me than he does with that freakishly tall alien. I grab my iPod off my nightstand and put in my ear plugs. I needed to organize my thoughts.
Rahab Why did they always want to talk to me when I wasn’t in the mood? I swear, I’m this close to just breaking ties with them altogether. I knew I shouldn’t have joined up with them when I was going through the transformation. But no, I was stupid and weak.
What now Belial?
I’m bored, come over here. Let’s play.
I’m not in the mood. Go ‘play’ with Asmodeus.
I’m tired of him. Besides, I want something deeper. Maybe we should declare our bond in this cycle. I mean when was the last time we did that? Hm, apparently it’s been so long I can’t even remember.
Is this really why you’re getting a hold of me? For a quick fuck?
And if it is? Besides, you never complained before.
I’m not in the mood.
I’ll get you in the mood.
Don’t feel like it. Go to Asmodeus.
I said was tired of him.
And I’m tired of you. Good night.
I really wish there was a way for us to block out each other. A way to send out a busy signal when we didn’t want to talk to others of our kind. But of course there wasn’t. We were always available to one another 24/7. I guess it was just a matter of answering them or not. And tonight, I’m choosing not to answer any of them.
I lay back on my bed and bring my hands up behind my head. I stare at the ceiling as music starts to softly play through my headphones. My thoughts drift to Key and what I saw this morning. I wonder why he was crying. A few months ago, it would have been me who was holding him as those tears fell down his beautiful face. But for some reason, he started getting closer to Minho and our friendship was pushed aside. Left to die in some dirty gutter as if it meant nothing to begin with. I wonder why I even care so much to begin with. I mean, he was just some guy who I so happened to work with. Why did I care so much what kind of relationship we had? Especially now of all times. I mean a girl like Jessica is calling me in the middle of the night to go and ‘play.’ Why did Key’s face flash in my mind and cause me to turn her down? She was fucking hot, I must be crazy to say no to her. And apparently I am because I’m here all alone in my bed and not running over to her dorm. What the fuck has he done to me?
*~*
“Come on Abaddon, we have to go,” I tell him as he continues to hug Azrael.
“I don’t want you to go,” Azrael says into his shirt, “Can’t we just stay here tonight. I just got back my memories of you. Of us.”
“I want nothing more than to stay with you, but Seraphiel is right. Our manager is probably fuming as it is. We can’t push him any further,” Abaddon says and I feel my heart ache a little. I thought I would be able to see those two together, but it only made me yearn for my own bond mate. It didn’t help that today I remembered the night that he passed away. In my arms no less.
“Abaddon,” Azrael says while looking up at him and he seems to know exactly what the other is thinking without letting the sentence be finished.
“I wish I could my love,” he brushes hair out his lover’s face, “But don’t worry, now that I’ve found you again. I won’t be letting you go. We’ll be together soon enough.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
“You sure?”
“Have I ever broken any of my promises to you?’
“No.”
“And I don’t plan on starting in this cycle either. Now go with Michael. You need to get some rest. You’re still a little weak.”
“Okay. Be safe love,” Azrael closes the distance between them, allowing their lips to touch. They don’t pull away from each other, but let their lips linger together for a few brief seconds. It’s a sweet kiss shared between lovers. And I can feel envy boiling in my veins. I know I shouldn’t feel like this. I should be happy that they found one another. It was good for them and the rest of us. But it still hurt.
“Abaddon, let’s go. We’re already going to miss curfew.”
“Argh, Seraphiel, couldn’t you have given us a couple more seconds?” he asks as he pulls away from the kiss.
“I gave you enough time as it is, we need to go. Besides, I’m sure his members and manager are starting to worry as well. We can’t blow our cover now.”
“He’s right,” Azrael gives me a warm smile, “We should get going.”
“Okay. Keep an eye on him Michael.”
“You know I will.”
And with that, we finally leave the apartment. I make it a point to walk a few steps ahead of him. I didn’t want him to know that I was in a bad mood after watching the display between him and Azrael. But I knew he would catch on eventually. So when he grabbed my hand and forced me to stop, I wasn’t surprised.
“I’m sorry Key. I know it was hurting you to see us like that back there. I wish there was something I could do to bring him back,” he says to me as he wraps comforting arms around my shoulders. I keep my eyes straight ahead and will my tears not to fall.
“There’s nothing you can do though. He’s gone and I just need some time to heal. I’ll be okay soon enough. This happens every cycle when I get back that memory.”
“I know, but I was insensitive. I knew what you saw earlier and I shouldn’t have been like with Nichkhun in front of you.”
“It’s okay, you two were happy to see each other. I understand. Besides, I can’t ask you guys to watch yourselves whenever you’re around me. Just give me a few days. I’ll be okay,” I pat his arms before pulling them off of me.
“Are you sure?” he says as his arms tighten around me again.
“I’m sure. Now let’s go,” I wiggle free of his grasp and begin walking again. He stays a few paces behind me the rest of the way to the dorm. I’m glad that he knows me well enough to know when to give me space. I didn’t really want to have him right beside me right now. I kind of wanted to be alone so I could mourn for my love and then tuck it all away like I normally did.
“Minho hyung! Key umma! You’re finally home!” I hear Taemin exclaim the moment we talk through the door.
“Hi Minnie, you’re still up? You should be asleep so you can get better,” I say and ruffle his hair.
“I wanted to make sure you two got back safely.”
“Ah, I see. Well we’re home, now get some rest okay?” I walk past him and into the bathroom. I needed a hot shower to release the tension in my body.
“Did you take your medicine when I told you to?” I can hear Minho ask our maknae.
“Ne hyung! Come on, let’s go to bed now.”
“You go first. I just need to change.”
I can’t hear their conversation once I finally close the door to the bathroom. I step over and turn on the shower to let the water get to the perfect temperature. I pull off my shirt and pants before leaning onto the counter in front of the sink. My head falls down and I take a few deep breathes. A tingling feeling starts to make it’s way up my back and I grip the edge of the counter.
“Seraphiel, you need to go now,” Metraton tells me as he removes my arms from his waist.
“But I don’t want to be separated from you,” I say to him.
“I know darling, but you need to go. Remember what we all decided last night. Michael needs me with them. I need to help them and it’s too much of a risk for you to come with me.”
“Why? Is it because I’m a girl? That’s so sexist. I’m just as strong as any of them and with you, I’m stronger. I can help too.”
“But I don’t want you to get hurt.”
“And I don’t want you to get hurt. I want to be there to protect you.”
“Look at you,” he taps my nose, “Isn’t it supposed to me who protects you?”
“I’m perfectly capable of protecting us both.”
“You were never one to play the damsel in distress. Maybe that is why I love you so much.”
“And I love you too, so please let me go with you. It’s better if we’re together than if we’re apart and you know it. Look at Gabrielle and Azrael, they’re both going with you guys. So why can’t I go too?”
“Because you need to go with Forcas, Procel, and Vassago to the next town to meet up with the others.”
“Why though? They can go on their own.”
“Because you need to lead them. You’re the strongest out of all of them and we know that if you’re there, you all will make it to your destination safely and without any complications.”
“Forcas is strong too. He can protect all of them.”
“Seraphiel, please don’t argue with me anymore.”
“I’ll stop arguing when you give me a valid reason why I shouldn’t be leaving with you tonight.”
“I already told you.”
“I’m not accepting any of those reason Metraton! I want to go with you and that’s that. I’m going to go and tell Forcas now,” I turn to leave, but he grabs my hand.
“Seraphiel, you are not coming with me. You are going with Forcas, Procel, and Vassago. Don’t be stupid. I’m doing this for your own good.”
“No, being separated from you isn’t good for me. If you were doing this for my own good, you’d be helping me pack right now to leave with you.”
“I don’t need this right now.”
“And I don’t need this either.”
“I don’t want you to get hurt! I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if something happens to you. Where we’re going is dangerous. We’ll be treading on enemy territory. I can’t ask you to risk yourself like that for me. So please, just do this one thing for me?”
“No. I can’t. If something were to happen to you when I’m not there, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself either. You said I’m strong and the reason why I’m going with those three is to protect them, so why can’t I go with you and protect you?”
“Because I don’t want you to. This argument is over. You’re going on to the next village as planned and that’s final,” I try to hold back tears as he walks out the room and slams the door behind him. We don’t speak for the rest of the night. We don’t even see each other off.
I’ve regretted that night for centuries now. Why? Because that was the night he died. And it was all my fault. Michael, Gabrielle, Azrael, Abaddon, and Metraton all left to go and hold back the group that was quickly descending on us. My group was supposed to wait ten minutes before leaving for the next town. We were to give them time to get far enough away from our safe house just to make sure none of our enemies would be able to get too close to us. I decided to send them on ahead of me when the time came. I was going to stay back and help them fight whether Metraton liked it or not.
I stayed in the house until I heard them getting near. I watched from the window as they fought against a large crowd of people. They needed me. Even though they were all highly skilled and strong, they needed me. Metraton needed me. I didn’t think twice before I ran out of the house and joined in with the fight. I made the mistake of letting my guard down completely, so I didn’t see when the opposing sides rather big leader was descending on me. I didn’t see when Metraton jumped in his path to save me from the sword that was coming down in my direction. The only thing I saw was the general’s sword pierce through Metraton, just as Metraton’s sword decapitated him.
My eyes widen when I see the sword in Metraton turn raven black and smoke start to come from it. Realization dawns on me when I take a better look at the sword. It was a sword that was forged in the fires of hell. One of the few ways to actually kill us and it was currently lodged deep into Metraton. I rush over to him and pull out the sword, my hands burning in the process. I toss it aside and gather him up in my arms. His breathing is weak and he can barely keep his eyes open.
“Metraton,” I say as tears begin to fall from my eyes. I don’t pay any attention to the fight that’s going on around us. I know that the other four will keep us protected. They were currently set up in a cross formation, making a nice box around us.
“Seraphiel, what are you doing here? I thought I told you to go with the others,” he says to me, voice just barely above a whisper.
“I know you did, but I was stupid. I didn’t listen. I wanted to stay with you. I wanted to protect you. But look what my stubbornness has done to you. I’m sorry my love. Can you ever forgive me?”
“I’m the one who is sorry. I should have just let you come with us then we wouldn’t be in this position. I should be the one asking for you forgiveness,” his hand was on my cheek and I quickly raise one of mine to hold it there.
“No, I was in the wrong,” I have no control over the tears that are falling now.
“Please stop crying darling. You know I hate to see you crying,” his thumb brushes away a few of the tears, but more fall in their place.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry for being so foolish.”
“Shh, no more,” I see his eyes close and panic starts to wash over me.
“No, don’t close your eyes. Keep them open,” I look around me. I had to do something. I can’t let him die. I reach over to my pack and start to rummage through it for some of the elixir I kept there. When I finally find it, I bring it up to his lips, “Drink!”
“No,” he pushes my hand aside, “Save it for yourself. You’ll need it. It will be of no use to me now.”
“No, don’t say that Metraton. Please just drink this. It will be able to get you to the village at the very least and then we’ll be able to take proper care of you with the supplies there.”
“Seraphiel, I know you know where that sword was made. There’s no way you can stop the poison that’s running through me.”
“There is a way, we’ll find a way. You can’t leave me!”
“Shh. It’s okay darling, don’t worry about me. I did this to save you.”
“Why? Why couldn’t you have let it pierce me instead?”
“I love you too much to let that happen. I told you that I will protect you.”
“And I told you that I would protect you. You can’t leave me Metraton. Please don’t leave me.”
“I will never leave you as long as you love me, I’ll always be right by your side,” I can fell how weak he is now, there isn’t much time left.
“I love you,” I whisper into his ear as I hug him closer to me.
“I love you too,” his voice is staggered and my grip on him tightens, “Promise me one last thing darling.”
“Anything.”
“Do not cry for me anymore. It only hurts me more to see that I am the cause of your precious tears.”
“Metraton.”
“Promise me.”
“I promise,” we share one last kiss before he’s gone. My tears don’t stop though, they just fall harder as I hold his now limp body in my arms.
Impatient knocking brings me back to the presence. I look up at my reflection in the mirror, tears were still falling from my eyes and I quickly wipe them away. I promised him I wouldn’t cry for him anymore, I needed to keep that promise. The knocking continues and I let out an exasperated sigh. I turn my back to the mirror and watch as the markings fade back into my skin before I open the door, letting a nice amount of steam out as well.
“Finally! I need to pee!” Jonghyun says as he pushes past me and goes straight to the toilet. I remain standing at the door as he does his business. I can hear the toilet flush and then the sound of the sink as he washes his hand, “Geez, Key. We should be preserving water you know.”
“Hm?” I hear him switch off the shower before his hand lands on my shoulder and he’s turning me to face him.
“Omo!” he says when he gets a look at my face, “What happened? What’s wrong? Did you want me to get Minho?”
“No,” I tell him and I close the door to the bathroom.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I take a step towards him and rest my head on his shoulder. A few tears escape my eyes and I feel his arms come up to circle my waist.
“What’s wrong Key? You know you can tell me anything.”
“Take it away Jjong,” I whisper into his neck.
“Take what away?” he pulls away just enough to look at me.
“Take away the pain. I can’t bear it anymore. Please just take it away.”
“What pain? Do you need medicine?” his eyes are full of concern.
“No,” I bring my face closer to his until our lips are finally touching. He doesn’t respond to the kiss at first, but I keep my lips where they are. It takes a few seconds before I feel his arms tighten around me and his mouth giving into mine. I bring my arms up around his neck and pull him close to deepen the kiss. I let my tongue leave my mouth to trace over his lips, asking for entrance which he grants me almost immediately.
“Key, we shouldn’t do this when you’re in this kind of state,” he says when he pulls away from me.
“Please Jjong, I need you right now. Please,” I look at him and he thinks for a second before nodding and leaning in to kiss me again.
I’m sorry Metraton. I need to do this to keep my promise to you. I won’t cry for you anymore. And like I promised Abaddon earlier, I’m not going to run away from this. Please forgive me.