Chapter 8: CHAP8-"Unravel"

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"I'll help you" Taehyung offered, grabbing on to my hand when I was about to slip off the staircase.

After what had happened seconds ago, I wasn't able to think straight. It's not yet digested to be fare. That's why when Taehyung grabbed me in support, I pulled away in dismay.

"No thanks" I said, eyeing him with no familiarity. He was someone else to me now, an Angel?

He hid his face away from me that looked kind of hurt.

I'm a doctor. What am I doing listening to a psycho?

"I'm sorry. I couldn't yet tell you" he confessed, staring away from me. "I might be an angel, but I can't battle fate. You were meant to meet him, Minrae" he continued, pursing his lips in guilt.

There were thousands of questions I wanted to ask him. But it's funny I wanted to confirm this more than anything. "So you're telling me that you are an Angel, and my patient in cell number 401 is a, Demon?"

"Yes"

"So...what am I? A Goblin?" I asked, with seriousness flushed on my face.

"You mean those short things with pointed nose and weird features?" he asked, laughing a little and continued "Have you seen how beautiful you are?" he questioned, still laughing while eyeing me warmly.

There was more than one word I could express what I'm going through right now, but with him around, I didn't feel disturbed at all? In fact I felt safe. He said he was my protector. Is that why? Wait, did I actually believe that, argh.

"I still can't seem to believe it you know? I'm a doctor you see" I said, not racing my voice at all at the divine power before me. He was not disturbing to look at, but I felt nervous. I know it's only an angel, someone with nice desires and deed, yet to me it felt like,

'God, was standing in front of me'

Yea, I was that nervous.

"I know what you might be thinking. But I can't tell you everything, it's for you to find out yourself. I'm sorry, but you can be at ease because I have your back, you're the human I must protect"

"Me? You were assigned to me from the minute I came to treat a Demon?" I asked, curiosity ramping in me. "No" he replied. "I was assigned to you the very first time you met him" Taehyung completed, looking at me in awe.

"What do you mean? I just met him after my arrival here" my statements didn't bother Taehyung at all it seems, because after I put forward such a question, the angel only smiled with a helpless emotion taking over him.

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I was flat on my bed thinking of things over and over again. My co-worker is an Angel and my patient is a Demon, wow, what a great combo. But to my surprise, even before the Angel had assured me of Jimin's identity, I felt like I've believed it from the beginning. Things might not seem real, but I want to believe this mysterious fantasy.

"Thanks for not telling anyone" Taehyung said, coming and sitting next to the other side of my bed. This time he didn't ask for any permission like he used to. I wasn't uncomfortable or anything, but I'm still not over a person from heaven sitting next to me.

'Do I make sense?'

"It's not like they would believe me" I answered, smiling awkwardly.

"I can only tell you this much" he said, staring at his feet that were brushing the carpet, quickly starting a conversation.

"He had committed a sin a Demon should never commit. And that sin revolves around you, Minrae. You were his sin that lost him his wings" he said, not looking anywhere near me. "The heaven and hell had a quarrel. Because of what Jimin had done, an order from hell betrayed him of his flight. But the heaven defended the Demon. Yea I know, quite a thing right. They asked to give him another chance and so did both the worlds come into a conclusion"

He explained while a feeling like being next to my mother surrounded me. It felt just like a bed time story.

"Is it boring already?" he asked, glancing at me with a cheeky smile on. But like I said, I wasn't yet getting used to speaking to an Angel. I felt I would be punished if I say something bad? I should be at my best behavior, so I decided to stay silent and waited for him to continue.

When he got the clue that I wasn't going to respond, he just decided to go on.

"They will grand him back his wings when he meets his sin"

"Then why isn't he getting back his wings? You said I'm his sin right?" I asked, completely forgetting about keeping my pace while talking.

"Yea, that's what I thought too. I even dragged you to him several times so that you could live at your ease. But, that wasn't how it was supposed to help him and I had just figured it out now"

"What?" I wasn't even in control over my mind anymore.

"He has to correct his sin" he said, sighing heavily. By the looks on Taehyung's face, it was clear that even he didn't know how that was supposed to make sense.

"But I will protect you till he does, so don't worry" he assured me, clasping on to both of my hands.

"But how am I his sin?"

"I can't tell you" he replied, annoying me.

"If you don't tell me, then how the hell am I supposed to know how to help that Demon" I yelled, frustrated, while Taehyung had a shocked expression. That was when I realized.

'Did I just mention hell in front of an Angel? SHIT.

I knew my mouth would betray me. Is that like a swear word for Angels? Am I going to be punished?'

"I'm sorry! Please, don't kill me" I requested, kneeling in front of him, who was sitting opposite to me on my bed.

Silence covered us and I was having weird thoughts of him going to slash me with a sword. But the silence was suddenly broken with Taehyung chuckling. I couldn't comprehend if it was out of humor or anger, but I was shivering.

"Well, it is rude to say that" he said "But I forgive you. I'm send here to protect you, not kill you" he continued, slightly hitting my head with his fingers.

"Anymore questions?" he asked, eyeing me from above, while I was still on my knees.

"Not like you'll answer me anyways"

"Just try"

"Where is your wings?" I asked, moving my head to his back and standing up. He completely froze, staring at me with a laugh.

"You want to see them?" he asked, while I nodded in curiosity. Taehyung took a moment to stare at me again, asking me if I'm sure while I had the exact same expression written on my face saying 'Yes'. He purposely slowed his hands next to his shirt, removing his buttons. I was clueless till I realized what he was doing. Before he could unbutton his entire shirt, I yelled.

"No! It's okay. Maybe another time"

"There's another time?" he asked, a smirk plastered across his face that was teasing me.

"I'm just playing with you" he said, removing the awkward environment and hitting my shoulder in humor.

"I'll see you down, Dr. Minare. We can't escape our duties here either" he said, "Also, go easy on that Hoseok guy, you don't want to regret treating him bad" he continued as my curiosity only grew.

"Why?"

"Can't tell you"

"Why the hell-uh, heaven cant you" I asked, panicking a little for spilling the word again.

"Bye, Minrae"

'Argh, this Angel is getting on my nerve. What am I? How will I know any of these' I thought, looking down for a minute. But I guess I'm in no position to argue with an Angel, a descendant from the heavens.

I felt a little guilty and looked up to apologize, but.

'He just disappeared?'

I didn't care at all, because I have to meet the Demon.

Walking down the Godown was not something new, but yet it felt a little different. I marched forward to his cell, anger and confusion swirling around me. My mind was in complete agony, but that won't stop me from meeting him.

I need to know.

I rounded both my hands on the cell, looking at his crouched figure that was scribbling on the wall with his back facing me.

"You're here" he said, somehow knowing I was behind him without making a turn while he still continued to draw on the wall.

"Tell me!" I demanded, not delighted to see him again.

"Tell you what?" he questioned me back.

The surrounding got heavy before I asked him. "Why am I your sin, Demon?" he didn't answer, but the exact moment I raised that question, he stopped drawing on the wall and stood up. But I noticed it wasn't just his efforts to approach me, but he stood up to show me something? The drawing! He moved to show me the drawing as a way of answering me, but I couldn't yet make out the answer from the drawing.

'Wings?'

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