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hueningkai :: dingo story’s ‘lean on me’

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🌇 Otherworldy Solace

Repost- Something I'd written two years ago

Genre: Fallen Angel AU, Angst, Roommates to friends to lovers Pairing: Felix x gender neutral reader Word Count: 1141 words Content Warnings: None in my opinion, let me know if there's any

Sunshine, rainbows, gumdrops and honey combined with the sense of floating in the warm air as you drift towards heaven. Ascending towards paradise in the arms of the otherworldly being that held you, your arms reached around his neck while his strong grip held you by the waist.

Wings spread out under the brilliance of the rays, he glided through lighter clouds and over lofty buildings. Euphoric was the term that coined everything you felt while being next to him.  

“Close your eyes, it’s gonna be a hasty descend,” he whispers softly.

You hold on tighter, following his way, trusting him to lessen the impact of the fall. The wind gusts past your ears spreading a bleary chill through your spine. His grip on you tightens concurrently with his landing. 

“We’re here y/n.” Your eyes flutter open, greeting the soft smile radiating from his dimmed glow as you brush your hair back. Currently stationed on your rooftop, you watched as the evening sky faded into its violet and blue hues, unveiling the night sky. 

A comfortable silence lingered between you two as he cupped his gently in the palm, while idly leaning against the railing. You found his eyes that were lost in the movement of the distant star, as though it was his first time observing the phenomenon with his childlike fascination. 

“We don’t really have sunsets back there,” he says, conceivably reading your mind. 

“You mean where you’re from? Heaven?” To this, he nods.“It’s just tranquil white skies, not too much colour.” 

This time he started playing with his silver-streaked white hair, messing it up again. It reminded you of the first time you met him. He appeared out of thin air, sweat lining his forehead while his magnificent wings were covered in soot. From his ivory robes left with smudges to his ruffled hair and visible scars. They stretched from his chest slicing right through his abdomen while a glowing liquid poured out of it instead of blood.  It was a lot to take in for a sight that was absolutely ghastly. He couldn’t look at you whereas you weren’t sure what to make out of a creature like that. Before you knew it, you’d passed out.

Once you woke up, you had a new roommate, a new friend and perhaps an evident change in your lifestyle. His name is Felix and he was from beyond the skies. That was how he introduced himself after your newly regained consciousness. It wasn’t long before you got used to his soothing presence. You’d notice him accompanying you wherever you go. Be it the supermarket, the library or even work where he’d either take on a ridiculous disguise until you forced him to wait at the rooftop with his wings packed safely under oversized hoodies. At the close of day, he’d gather ways to persuade you to go on a flight over the city skies.

“You took me under your wing and I’d like to take you under mine,” he’d say with a gentle beam.

That was how you reached here, now sat on the floor, legs sprawled out with a quilt for the both of you, curbing the evening breeze. The sprawling city was visible beneath your sight and at a glance you could see the scattered stars in the sky contesting the streetlights below, at most, a mellow difference in luminosity. The thought of luminous brought you to look around to find your glowing acquaintance, curious of his heavenly presence and purpose down on this sphere.

“Felix, you never really told me how you got here.”

“Oh, that...I ran away,” he explains casually while handing you a mug of hot chocolate.

He plops himself beside you, as you wait for him to continue.

“It’s not much, I just got bored of dawdling up there. Had nothing to do than spectate and occasionally report on this world. You know, stuff like writing essays on natural disasters, war, and not very pleasant occurring”

“Yet you chose to escape here? Despite knowing it isn’t all sunshine and rainbows?”

“Honestly, I had nowhere else to go”

Following his thoughts, the room sunk into another lapse of silence with the exception of the traffic from the busy streets. You wondered if you could escape this world and its 3-D realm, but then remembered you had movies, daydreams and Felix, who serves as a reminder that life away from here was possible.

“Y/n, what would you do if I disappeared?”

His off-handed question caught you off guard. It had barely been a few months since you started living together and the places he had been to were limited to your city. If he ever had to disappear, there weren’t many places he could go to. He doesn’t have any earthly identification, let alone the fact that he can’t be captured on camera, or walk without tripping over his feet. (He claims it’s because he’s used to his wings.) It was safe to say that you had never considered the possibility of living in the absence of his presence. 

Felix noticed your baffled expression and waved his hand as if to dismiss his question.“Never mind, it was pointless to ask. Let’s just go to bed.” With a kiss on your forehead, he wraps his arms around you as the long accustomed affection never bothered you. But the thought lingered in your head and a few weeks in you could see why he mentioned it. He found himself changing and you grasped it too. He was turning into the transparent birds he spoke of, day by day his majestic wings didn’t fade but crumpled into cream-coloured dust until he could no longer take you on those evening flights. His physical entity wore down until you couldn’t feel his warm hugs. He said it was just a transformation, but you could tell it was a lie. Angels could never hide a lie. He said he was becoming human, but you could tell it was but distorted assurance. You thought feeding him extra waffles and anything else he liked would keep him alive, you thought giving him every ounce of love your heart could bear would stop him from vanishing into thin air, stop him from leaving just as he had come into life. But you couldn’t. Naivety and desperation could never stop fate.

Sunshine, rainbows, gumdrops and honey were just words that fell into the same category of warmth that his company offered you and the only remnants of his were the memories of his drooping eyes and a weak smile that dissolved into nothingness before you had time to discern that he was gone. As if you were asking for one more fragment of his, a Polaroid flew into your hand.

“P.s. the only picture you’ll have of me <3”

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with CHANGBIN!!!

Those are 3racha-level guns 🙇‍♀️

NAH BC THIS MAN HAS BEEN HITTING THE GYM WITH TAE.

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