The wings of angle over flower

[Leeteuk X Heechul]

the story of Angle '& Flower

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Zaa ..zaa ..

The sound of water drops hitting the Chinese man's thick body came from the bathroom, not far from the sofa where a small figure was curled up. No matter how low the temperature from the air conditioner is But it didn't stop the sweat that had soaked in from the previous activity. Eyelids closed due to exhaustion. But the breath is irregular.

indicating that the little person had not yet fallen asleep. Feel pain in every part of your body, but you can still clearly hear the other person's every movement.

Crack ..

The bathroom door was pushed open. Heechul's eyes widened. Blink a few times to adjust your eyes to the dim light. The familiar tall figure's back was dripping with water, he was carelessly wiping his hair and putting on a shirt in no hurry.

“When will you come back again?” the small figure asked softly.

“The day after tomorrow ..I will return to China.”

“Oh..um.” Some of them twitched into a smile. With narrowed eyes It was as if he was suppressing some feelings.

“There is no time to return,” said the owner with a strange accent. Let out a soft voice. But it resounded in another person's mind. ..This is a goodbye.

“….” For about ten minutes, there was no conversation between the two of them. Heechul kept his eyes fixed on the back of his loved one. It was as if every movement was memorized. I want to get up and hug that wide back tightly. hold that person back I beg you to stay together for just a few more minutes.

But the body is unable to do that. Just by moving, pain shot through my body. So I only faintly sobbed..

“Go..”

The sound of the door closing With the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away

Some people clenched their hands tightly. Bury your beautiful face on a cushion. The sobbing gradually got louder as the feelings that couldn't be explained. ..He didn't drink, he wasn't drunk, but his feelings right now were difficult to control. His little body trembled softly with sobs. body pain It can't be compared to my heart right now..it's cold, so cold that I want to receive warmth from someone.

          Rrrrrrrrr R rrrrrrrrr 

A thin mobile phone that had been dropped on the floor vibrated. The screen shows incoming calls.

Some of them flinched a little. Then he slowly searched for his cell phone and pressed to answer the phone with difficulty.

“Heechul~ I finished practicing. Today, I'm probably going to stay in your room again as usual. I'm buying things right now. Do you want anything? I will buy it for you.”

“Ah ..um.”

“Is fruit juice good? ..or will you take ..”

“Jungsu ..I.. can't get up to take a shower.”

"Oh..sigh. I understand. I'll go now."

Tid ..

Some of them twitched and smiled slightly..At least there was one person who never left them..

Less than ten minutes The large room door was pushed open. The little body that was about to fall asleep suddenly regained consciousness. with slowly closing eyes

“Turn on the air conditioner at 18 degrees!? Is that guy going to kill you? Are you crazy?!” A familiar grumbling voice could be heard from far away. Even though it's annoying But it is hidden with warmth.

“Are you able to lift yourself up?” A deep, familiar voice rang out and put an angelic smile on Jungsu's face. Heechul shook his head lightly. Then raise both arms. It's like a child begging to be held.

"Sigh. Come on, hurry up and take a shower. If you stay in bed like this, you'll definitely get a fever," the owner of the angelic smile complained softly. Ready to lift Heechul up. But was shocked when he noticed many different scars on some bodies.

“Is that guy really going to kill you?! Damn, this is clearly sadistic!” Jungsoo said, examining the many scars on Heechul's body. Red marks along the white throat A long, bright red mark in the middle of the back is smooth. Small abrasions around the wrists from being tied up with something. There were also blood stains on the back channel..

How can you endure this much pain, Heechul..

“I'm used to it. You can take me to the bathroom now. It's cold to stand without wearing anything like this." The little one protested softly. Jungsoo sighed. Ready to support some bodies into the shower. Soon he came back out and gently rubbed the small body's wet hair.

“Lie down and I'll dress your wound.” Jungsoo went to pick up some first aid tools on a nearby shelf. Because he often stops by to sleep over at Heechul's room on days when he has to practice until almost morning like today. And Heechul is often seen in this state. The condition of a thin body being traumatized by another person's raw emotions. Why?

Why did Heechul have to let someone like that do this to his own body over and over again? Even though I knew in my heart that Han Kyung already had a lover in China, I still gave in..many times Jung Soo asked. But the answer from the small body was still the same.

“I just..want him to be happy.” The voice just laughed. A look of pain With a smile at the corner of his mouth that looked like he was pitying himself. It made Jungsoo want to hug the person in front of him. His bright, cute flowers Why is today so traumatizing? ..Sorry, Heechul. My wings aren't strong enough to protect you..

But if that day comes, will you allow someone like me to protect you?

White cotton swab soaked with cold alcohol Lay down on the back, smooth and white. Drag it along the red mark. The small body flinched slightly from the stinging sensation from the alcohol. But it still didn't hurt as much as when this wound was caused. Jungsoo took every step gently out of habit. But the feeling and not getting used to it go together.

The wound on the back of the hand that was bleeding even though it wasn't the first time shows how harshly some body was treated..

“It's finished. But the cotton is almost gone. I'll go buy some more tomorrow."

“You don't have to, Jungsoo. ..You probably won't have to go to the trouble of sitting and tending my wounds again.” Heechul slowly lifted himself up from the bed. A smile twitches at the corners of the mouth according to habit. Even with my head down But Jungsu could feel that some of his body was crying.

“He's already gone. Ha..Hankyung. He's not coming back. Huh..” Heechul hugged Jungsoo. Burying your face into a warm chest Many words poured out from thin lips that were trembling from sobs. Many tears flowed out until his body felt damp on his shirt. Jungsoo closed his eyes tightly to suppress his feelings.

Warm hands embraced a small, trembling body. The other hand gently stroked his hairline.

“I don't have to hurt myself anymore, Jungsoo. Hee..no more of those idiots are going to hurt me..like this. So you don't have to get tired of tending my wounds again, hehe.." The little body moaned like a mindless person. His slender arms hugged his thick body tightly. A lot of warmth was sent through the embrace of the person in front of me..

The warmth that I had never received from that cruel man..

“What will they do with my body? No matter how much it hurts, I accept it.

“Heechul..”

“What kind of person was I before, Jungsoo? ..huh ..I used to be beautiful, have I ever been prettier than this? ..Kim Heechul who is both arrogant and strong ..hug .. Kim Heechul who never cries is such a crazy person ..” The small figure pulled away from Jungsoo's embrace. Staring deep into the tall figure's eyes ..yes..

His once beautiful flowers ..a strong flower And lovely.. A warm hand gently caressed Heechul's head. Long strokes gently wiped away the tears on her beautiful cheeks. Heechul slowly closed his eyes. A small, cold hand slid up and held a warm hand tightly against his cheek.

“Your hand is as warm as a hot water bag..heh.” Heechul chuckled and rubbed his cheek on the warm hand. Thin lips spread into a wide smile until small dimples could be seen on smooth, white cheeks that were stained with tears. Jungsoo's cat-like expression made him unable to help but smile. ..A thick figure pulled Heechul into a hug to his chest. Now it's him who wants to cry..

“Hey..I can't breathe, Auntie Jungsu…” A muffled voice whispered softly in the thick man's ear. Jungsoo smiled a little and tilted his body left and right.

"Don't tell me you're crying already..crying duck, hehe." The small body leaned back and forth under the strength of the thick body. Jungsoo gently ruffled Heechul's silky black hair. Cherry-colored lips curled into a faint smile at the ups and downs of the emotions of the person in their embrace.

“Jungsoo-ah, please don't lean back and forth. It's dizzying.” But the body is small and has increased centrifugal force. Jungsoo hugged Heechul tighter and leaned his weight down until they both fell onto the soft pillows.

Thump ~

"Did you forget that I'm in pain? ..Crazy duck." The small figure pursed its lips and huddled into the thick blanket until it almost covered her head, but the small, cold hand still intertwined with the warm hand tightly..

The muffled murmurs of some figures under the blankets quietened. The only thing left was the sound of steady breathing blowing against the shoulders of the heavy figure, indicating that some of them had fallen asleep. Jungsoo gently brushed away the thick hair that was covering his forehead. Run your slender fingers across the long lashes on your closed eyelids. The nose is prominent and shaped. Cheeks smooth and white like milk. Thin cherry-colored lips

Everything on Heechul's face was as beautiful as God intended it to be. Beautiful and fresh, as what people call flowers. ..As for him himself, he was called an angel. With a smile that sparkles and a gentle personality like a true angel. But Heechul likes to say

“You are not fit to be an angel. You, like me, are only a nymph. So that I can protect the flowers like me, hehe, or be like Cinderella's personal angel. Gently conjure up a beautiful dress and a gold-pod car for me to ride to see the prince, Jungsoo. Haha.” Even though every time Jungsoo only gets a high-pitched laugh out of habit. But in my heart I really wanted to ask.

..Can't be your prince Heechul ..

Jungsoo closed his eyes softly to stop his distracted thoughts. I want to gather the body next to me into a hug. But he couldn't do it because the warm hand was tightly held by the little man. Maybe this was what Heechul wanted to say. He couldn't get any closer than this. ..because of an angel Its duty is only to protect the flowers..

“Sweet dreams, flower..” Jungsoo kissed softly on the thin, white forehead. before closing his eyes from exhaustion My consciousness began to slip away. But thin lips still moved gently over the thought.

“I ..love you..”

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