Cold air brushes your skin, almost soothing the wounds set ablaze while your eyes meet the street ahead. Left outside again, tears turning to crystals in the winter weather, you were left wondering what you did wrong. Why you deserved this. It was late, 11pm, and your parent had to leave for night shift.. Or a night out, which usually resulted in them returning home extremely late.

That last string of hope you had left inside your heart was starting to come undone, ripping and tearing away the more you looked in the mirror. The more your scars reflected onto you. Tonight felt different. It wasn't comforting anymore, the cold air, the quiet night. Before, it felt like some sort of warmth always followed you everywhere.

Why isn't it here anymore?

Your freezing hands cover bruises on your legs while you curl them to your chest, trying to maintain any warmth you had left in your body. As each day went by, it felt like you were losing more and more of yourself.

A light suddenly shines in the sky, not like a distant star but like a meteor, headed straight toward you.

Cast out of Heaven just moments ago, Hyunjin was sent down to Earth in a rather unholy fashion. His beautiful wings were now damaged, each feather starting to wilt like that of a dying flower. What was once an untainted canvas had been spread with crimson and black, only keeping some of its purity. The fallen angel lands on the grass of your lawn, grass turning in his direction as if he were still of high power. Although he kept most of it, it didn't get rid of his sins. The Lord saw how he guarded you, how simple adoration turned into love... Into obsession. Slowly getting worse over time, he had to be cast out, sent away to melt in his own sin. Hence why he landed near the one who caused this, but it's not your fault. Hyunjin knows what he's become.

The taller male coughs blood, the mahogany marring his face and clothes. When he sits up, his eyes land on you.

"Oh.. Sweetheart.." His voice was a whisper, broken and pained. It's not like you knew him personally. Hyunjin was just glad that out of all places to be, all places to land.. He was still with you. Thank God, is what he would say if he wasn't just cast out. If anything, you were the person he worshipped more than his Father.

Wiping off the blood from his cheek, he crawled near you with desperation, looming over you. Even his wings tried to flourish.

That warmth you used to feel... It was there again.

"Are you hurt?..-" That's ironic. "You must be cold.. I'm so sorry...." While his bloody hands cup your cheeks, Hyunjin stares into your eyes even more, his own starting to widen. Oh right! You couldn't see him before, like, ever. And despite the pain he felt in almost every bone of his body, all he wanted was to find you solace. No, he couldn't have his dear freezing to death with wounds on their body!

Meanwhile there's a smile past his tears, past the blood drenching him, past the blindness of the many eyes of his wings.