When he's an angel who wakes up in the world of demons





"A decision like that once taken cannot be reversed. You should know better!" 

"I understand. But I can't stop myself. It's for the best."

"Forget everything. Throw everything out of your head. You don't know what you're saying. It's all in your head. You have cooked up a theory."

"It's a plan. Not just a theory. I will implement my plan. Sooner or later, I will."

"You are talking about walking on the grounds of hell. It might not even be symbolical."

"You can't stop me. I'll do anything and everything. Even if I have to walk on the grounds of hell, I will do it. I'm not backing."

"You should."

"I'm not. Take care if yourself please. That's all I wanted to say."

"Stop before I reveal everything to your parents."

"You won't if you love me. I need to do this. I can't breathe anymore like this. I need to set things right. For myself. I'm doing this for me. You won't stop me if you love me."

"I do. I love you. That's why I have to stop you. I'm sorry. Hate me, it doesn't matter to me anymore."

"You'll lose me."

"It's better to know I lost you while you're alive than dead."

"I'm not going to die, I'll come back."

"That's what she said."

The Fallen Angel

Dara woke up quite later than he used to wake up. With Hyeri sleeping next to him, he could swear he had the best sleep since forever. 


The peace around him also prevented from his eyes to open up but he knew he had to go on. 


It was all up to him. There was no Hyeri to guide him now. 


He couldn’t blame her for this, no. From what he understood, he was at fault. He just didn’t trust her enough and so now they were stuck. 


Dara removed his arm from beneath Hyeri’s head which he had kept to provide her comfort even if it was for one night. 


He brushed her hair away from her face, sketching her image in his mind to use it as an inspiration if he ever felt like giving up. 


Leaning in, he gave her forehead a tight and long kiss. It was a promise, promise to return successfully, to give everything he can. To get them out of the place. 


The kiss held more than a promise though, it held emotions. Sorrow, love, guilt and happiness too somehow. 


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