Hello, Perry. I don’t really know why I’m here, but Nurse Espinosa said
if I didn’t swing by, she would stop coming over to my house and giving
instructions to my pool boy. He speaks perfect English, but he doesn’t
have any front teeth, so I can never look at him without laughing.
❛ My power over you grows stronger yet. ❜
❛ Phantom of the Opera is there, inside your mind. ❜
❛ Your part is silent, little toad! ❜
❛ Perhaps it is you who are the toad… ❜
❛ Flattering child, you shall know me, see why in shadow I hide! ❜
❛ Seal my fate tonight. ❜
❛ I hate to have to cut the fun short, but the joke’s wearing thin. ❜
❛ Let the audience in. ❜
❛ God, give me courage to show you you are not alone! ❜
❛ Pitiful creature of darkness, what kind of life have you known? ❜
❛ I heard as I’d never heard before. ❜
❛ What you heard was a dream and nothing more. ❜
❛ Those pleading eyes, that both threaten and adore… ❜
❛ That voice which calls to me and speaks my name. ❜
❛ And do I dream again? ❜
❛ You have come here, in pursuit of your deepest urge. ❜
❛ I have brought you, that our passions may fuse and merge. ❜
❛ In your mind you’ve already sucummed to me. ❜
❛ Now you are here with me. No second thoughts. ❜
❛ Past the point of no return. ❜
❛ What raging fire shall flood the soul? ❜
❛ What rich desires unlock its door? ❜
❛ What sweet seductions lie before us? ❜
❛ Those who have seen your face draw back in fear. ❜
❛ Did you think that I had left you for good? ❜
❛ Down once more to the dungeon of my black despair! ❜
❛ You’ve past the point of no return. ❜
❛ You try my patience make your choice. ❜
❛ I gave you my mind blindly. ❜
❛ Wandering child, so lost, so helpless, yearning for my guidance. ❜
❛ Have you forgotten your Angel? ❜
❛ Wildly my mind beats against you… ❜
❛ Think of me, think of me waking, silent and resigne. ❜
❛ Imagine me, trying too hard to put you from my mind. ❜
❛ Can I ever forget that sight? ❜
❛ Can I ever escape from that face? ❜
❛ Past the point of no return - no going back now. ❜
❛ When will the flames, at last, consume us? ❜
❛ When will the blood begin to race? ❜
❛ I remember… there was mist. ❜
❛ Who was that shape in the shadows? ❜
❛ Whose is that face in the mask? ❜
❛ Damn you! You little prying Pandora! You little demon! ❜
❛ Is this what you wanted to see? Curse you! ❜
❛ Now you cannot ever be free! ❜
❛ Come. We must return. ❜
❛ Those two fools who run my theater will be missing you. ❜
❛ No kind word from anyone! No compassion anywhere! ❜
❛ Say you’ll share with me one love, one lifetime. ❜
❛ Lead me, save me from my solitude. ❜
❛ Say you’ll want me with you here beside you. ❜
❛ Anywhere you go, let me go too. ❜
❛ Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me? ❜
❛ Have you no pity? ❜
❛ Your lover makes a passionate plea. ❜
❛ Let your mind start a journey to a strange new world! ❜
❛ Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before! ❜
❛ Only then can you belong to me… ❜
❛ You alone can make my song take flight. ❜
❛ It’s over now, the music of the night. ❜
❛ Twisted every way, what answer can I give? ❜
❛ Say you love him/her, and my life is over! ❜
❛ Now, let it be war upon you both! ❜
❛ See you later, because I’m going now. ❜
❛ This haunted face holds no horror for me now. ❜
❛ It’s in your soul that the true distortion lies. ❜
❛ For the past three years, these things do happen! ❜
❛ And did you stop them from happening? No! ❜
❛ Why have you brought me here? ❜
❛ We can’t go back there. ❜
❛ I can’t escape from him/her/them… ❜
❛ Raise up your hand to the level of your eyes! ❜
❛ Refuse me, and you send your lover to his death! ❜
❛ Go now, don’t let them find you. ❜
❛ I fought so hard to free you! ❜
❛ Say you love me. ❜
❛ Your chains are still mine! You belong to me! ❜
❛ Wait! I think my dear, we have a guest. ❜
❛ I had rather hoped that you would come. ❜
❛ Free him/her! Do what you like only free him/her! ❜
❛ Does that mean nothing I love him/her! Show some compassion! ❜
❛ The world showed no compassion to me! ❜
❛ Did you think that I would harm him/her? ❜
❛ Too late for prayers and useless pity! ❜
❛ You little demon - is this what you wanted to see? ❜
❛ Farewell, my fallen idol and false friend. ❜
❛ Look around, there’s another mask behind you! ❜
❛ Please promise me that sometimes, you will think… of me! ❜
❛ Where in the world have you been hiding? ❜
❛ I only wish I knew your secret. ❜
❛ Who is your great tutor? ❜
❛ Why you spray on my chin all the time, huh? ❜
❛ The final threshold! ❜
❛ They say that this youth has set my lady’s heart aflame! ❜
❛ Go away, for the trap is set and waits for its prey! ❜
❛ There is no phantom of the opera. ❜
❛ Look, your future bride! Just think of it! ❜
❛ Please don’t, they’ll see. ❜
❛ But why is it secret? What have we to hide? ❜
❛ It’s an engagement, not a crime! ❜
I’ve never written a fallen angel au but I’ve always wanted too! Thank you so much for requesting! Enjoy!
Characters: Yuta, You Genre: Supernatural, Fallen Angel au, M
You and a handful of friends sat in a booth, laughing and joking as you drank and the club’s music boomed in your ears.
Except your attention wasn’t on your friends.
Finally you spotted the man sitting in the same seat at the bar counter, twirling his shot glass in his hand.
“Y/N?” a voice pulled you back into focus.
“Hm?” you turned to smile at your best friend. “Could you excuse me for a moment?”
“Sure. Everything okay?”
“Yeah, I just need to chat with a particular person at the bar.”
You maneuvered towards him, squeezing in between the dancers (might’ve aggressively pushed a couple guys who got a little too close for your liking), and sat down beside the one moping with his head down, electric blue eyes visible behind his bangs. “How’ve you been, Yuta?” you asked the young man.
Yuta perked his head up, electric blue eyes turning to hold your gaze. “Same as usual.”
“Nothing changes, huh?” You’re voice filled with sympathy, but you knew he hated that. “Will it ever go away? The pain?”
He shook his head. “No, that’s the punishment, it never goes away, and it never will, nothing can change that.”
Sending a quick text to your friend, you looked back up at the fallen angel staring blankly at his shot glass again. “Yuta, yah,” you got his attention by caressing his forearm. “Come on, let’s take a walk. It’s too suffocating in here.”
He followed you out of the club, hand in yours, allowing you to lead him anywhere.
“Why did you fall in love with me?” you asked him as you walked side by side, hands brushing, looking up at the stars that dappled the clear night sky. “I’m sure you’ve watched over many women, so why me?”
You see, Yuta was your guardian angel before you even knew such things existed. He had watched over you your entire life since birth, but one day, he had fallen in love with a girl on earth, you. Resulting in him being banned from heaven, and the worst part, his wings torn from his body.
Yuta glanced at the ground, slightly amused. “I don’t know. I guess you were just too lovely not to fall in love with.”
You chuckled, turning your feet in the direction of the park. His words perked an interest in you, and as you both took a stroll through the park, you halted with your back against a tree trunk, Yuta stood before you, hands in his jean pockets, just watching you with curiosity in his eyes. “How was I too lovely for you?”
Now you were teasing him, and he knew it, taking a step closer so you could see every fleck of blue in his glowing eyes. “Just the little things, like when you quietly sing when you’re bored, or you stick your tongue out when concentrating on work. You easily get philosophical, and when you laugh you throw your head back because everything is just too funny when you’re having a good time.”
By now he had you caged against the trunk, leaning closer, his nose brushing yours. You felt breathless, not only from the physical closeness but his words. “I didn’t know you paid attention that well.”
He hummed before pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I’m always paying attention.”
You smirked. “As you should be.”
Yuta chortled, pulling away from you but took your hand in his. You proceeded to walk along the side of the road, letting comfortable silence fill in the peaceful moment.
You walked all the way home from the club. It wasn’t a long walk, just twenty minutes. You both entered the small apartment, the moon and street lamps your only source of lighy. it wasn’t much, just a bedroom, a bathroom, and small a kitchen. But it was enough.
As you entered the bedroom, Yuta turned around and gently pressed you against the closed door, his eyes fixed on yours, loving but sad.
“Bad day? It’s been awhile since you last drank,” you murmured, fingers playfully unbuttoning the buttons on his white button down shirt, the sleeves rolled up, revealing his forearms.
“Yeah,” he replied softly, trailing his lips along your hairline. “Our editor was out today, so Hansol and I had to makeup the work for him.”
You hummed a reply, untucking his shirt and he threw it somewhere in the room. “Anything else?” you whispered, feeling his lips slide down your nose and you let him press a kiss against your mouth before trailing kisses along his jaw, feeling the heat from his body coming off in waves. Gently, your hands traced the lines down his body and trickled them around his waist, tracing up the two identical hollow lines where his wings used to be.
He slightly shivered and pressed against you, one hand coming around your neck, the other in your hair. “That feels nice,” he murmured, his breath tickling your face.
“This?” you traced the hollow lines again and felt him nod, his nose nuzzling your cheek.
“The pain lessons.”
You looked up at him again, keeping your expression tender. “How can you live so long with this pain? It must be excruciating.” Your hands rest at the small of his back.
Yuta’s own fingers began fumbling with the buttons on your own business shirt. “After a few years, you learn to ignore it, but at times it can be harder to drown in the background of your day.”
Instead of replying with words, you nodded slightly, letting the information sink in before he caught your lips with his, gently caressing your mouth with long, soft pulls. You sighed into the kiss, feeling your limbs begin to warm from the cold air you left outside. The fallen angel’s hands carefully pulled the shirt of your shoulders, lips moving to suck on your neck, wanting to taste the revealed skin. His hands moved down your sides, gripping onto your waist and his touch made you arch into his warm body. You felt your breath hitch, feeling his still moving lips latch to a particular sensitive spot along your neck and whimpered, feeling tingles shoot from your shoulder and down your leg, causing your thigh to brush against his center.
He grunted in response, pressing the spot a little harder, evoking more whimpers and small moans from your throat. “Bed,” you whispered.
Soon you felt the sheets hit your back, at first they were cold, but quickly warmed up. Yuta crawled over you, his knee gently nudging your legs apart, dragging his lips down your neck and chest. You felt his hands wind around your back, and the feeling of your bra being unhooked.
With only the moon and a lamp post streaming light in through your window, both your underwear strewn across the floor, Yuta rocked into you. Every thrust paced out, as if needing to control his actions, needing to make sure he didn’t make a mistake; the last time a mistake was made, it costed him his wings. Your hands trailed over his back, hoping to ease the pain, ease the frustration. His breath came in heavy puffs, kissing your bare shoulder, and after long moments of pacing everything out, he tugged your wrists away from his back and held them down so you could only grip his arms. He delved in a little deeper, slightly rougher, controlling your pleasure magnificently. It’s how he made love; controlled, always controlled, calling the shots but in such a tender way you couldn’t escape his grip.
The feeling was familiar, but you were never actually ever prepared for the way your limbs tingled with excitement as a wave of climax gradually picked up the sea of pleasure around itself, climbing higher and higher, just threatening to spill over.
For a moment, it felt as if you were just hanging on by a thread, and with one final thrust you dropped, spilling over, crashing onto the shore, the wave climbing the sand before being pulled back into the sea. Your felt your body tremble as small aftershocks sparked up your stomach.
Yuta was resting against you, head in the crook of your neck, his breath fanning across your skin. You smiled gently and he rolled off to the side, kissing your forehead in affection before cleaning up any mess on the sheets and yourselves.
As you both lay there, you on your side while he on his stomach, you once again gently trickled your fingers over the scars on his back, feeling his muscles flex once in a while if you touched a sensitive spot. “How’s your back feel now?” you whispered, head laying beside his as you watched his eyes close in content.
“Better,” he mumbled. You took your hand away and his glowing blue eyes were staring at you again. “Can you just keep trailing your hands around my back for awhile?”
You nodded, lazily following his command.
Half an hour later you remember the moonlight glinting off your wedding rings before sleep swept over your mind.
I’m so sorry to the anon who requested this. It’s really late, but I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed imagining it 💗 At first I wasn’t sure what I was gonna write but I ended up with this simple yet sweet and slightly smutty oneshot. Here’s to it’s release, finally!!