a small gasp of surprise caught in her chest when he drew her close, and then all she could hear was the hammering of his heartbeat against her chest. did angels have hearts like humans? hearts that bleed and feel, and love in the way humans did? all her existence, minhee had merely been a messenger, the deliverance of salvation. all her existence had been to suffer, an endless cycle of sins and demons. zadkiel had promised her only the purest of hearts could be given that remarkable power.but she couldn’t help but feel it more as a curse. how could she be pure of heart when all the emotions of sin had lived in her and stirred her toward insanity? how could she be pure of heart when the closeness of another brought about an equal feeling of what she knew to be lust. was it the same? love? and lust? was this what made humans weak? because they couldn’t tell the difference?

in that moment, minhee realized she could no longer tell the different either. and maybe what she felt was love, so intense it took her breath away. to know how forbidden this was, to know what could happen to them if they allowed their deepest wants and deeds in. it would be the end of many things, and they would be disgraced. so how could she possible do that to him? make him promise her anything, promise to never leave her side? it was selfish. but that’s what she had become. zadkiel, god, whoever else had a say in her creation had been wrong about her. there was nothing pure about minhee. but it was their own fault for placing such a task into her hands. she’d fail them. but she wouldn’t fail micah—whatever that looked like, she wouldn’t fail him. 

“even if it means losing the one thing that means everything to you?” brash, stupid words filled with human emotions fell from her lips as she looked up at him. warmth so comforting she couldn’t remember the last time she experienced such a feeling of home. surely his wings were more important than some silly attachment he’d developed for her? but as she thought this, she knew he was that for her.

”what’s the damn problem?” She asked angrily. Why nothing could go the easy way? The easy and pleasant way? Why both of them needed to be so stubborn? And to think that Krystal was rather the quiet and shy type. “I’m going to ask our boss to move me to the other section.” She finally said, giving up on everything. Maybe she was being guided by her emotions. But in the end, it would end up better for them both. At least they won’t need to see each other and for now, it seemed as the best idea for Krystal. Again he did surprise her indeed. After the kiss, Krystal was expecting another wave of yelling, hurtful words and the argument continuing. But he kissed her. The way he kissed was new to her. She could feel how much anger he’s putting in. And she couldn’t do that back. They would probably end up with blood all over their lips if both of them kiss like this. “Oh shut up.” She murmured and kissed him again. Putting her hand on his cheek, this time trying her best to do this softer than last time.

The anger was gone along with every other thought in his head. All he wanted to do was kiss her. Hands dragging her closer as he reciprocated every touch. He had never thought about kissing Krystal before. Never allowed himself to see her as a woman. Had that been a mistake?

”Your mom is the best cook, don’t blame me.” She chuckled slowly rubbing her tummy. Like it would help with burning those calories or make her sleepy. “Okay, but in that new place on the way to school. I can’t go cheap when it’s you paying.” She teased amused, obviously not really meaning that. “Goodnight, oppa.” She said quietly and tried her best to fall asleep. And not so long after, she did. Lately, the stress from school was eating her inside and in the middle of the night it ended with another nightmare. At first it was soft, only wriggling and not being able to wake up. After like half an hour, Krystal woke up, panting heavily, sitting right away and grabbing her chest. Looking around, nothing seemed strange or dangerous but it still didn’t help with calming down.