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Behind him, Sehun hears a sudden fluttering sound of what seems to be wings as he drops his bag and books on the lumpy couch. Without even turning around, he could feel another presence in the room with him and a strong force vibrating from behind him, almost pushing him away.

This can't be good. He silently wishes it's simply his paranoia acting up again.

He quickly turns around (so he can just as quickly convince himself he's been reading too many fantasy and thriller novels and imagining things again) and comes almost face to face with a lanky giant of a man.

"Oh Sehun," the stranger greets in a surprisingly deep baritone voice that seems out of place with his slim frame and young face.

Sehun blinks.

The young man continues staring resolutely at him, his large eyes seeming to stare right into his soul. Then he takes a step forward.

This seems to break Sehun's momentary trance and forces him to instinctively take a step back (he would have taken more than just one if not for the couch hitting his legs and stopping any movement altogether).

"Who--what--you--" Sehun stammers and yeah, never let it be said that future lawyer Oh Sehun isn't eloquent in the face of utter weirdness. There's a lot of questions in his mind such as Who the are you? Are you here to steal something? Kill me? Kidnap me and use my body for illegal human experimentation? but all he manages to squeak (in a very manly way, thank you very much) is, "how the hell did you get in?" because there's four kinds of bolts and locks on their door and only God himself could have opened it and stolen inside.

"My name is Chanyeol and I am an angel of the Lord. To answer your question, I flew here to your home from heaven," the stranger answers in conversationally like what he's saying isn't ing with Sehun's mind at all.

Sehun blinks again before punching the guy straight in the face.

"Jesus Christ-" Sehun curses because his fist feels like he's just punched straight into a cement wall and the guy has barely even blinked. In fact, he looks mildly concerned for the state of Sehun's hand.

"Are you alri--"

In the next few seconds, he successfully plasters himself against the wall beyond the couch and brandishes a vase in front of him like a weapon. Like a vase would actually work against a monster who can apparently transport himself anywhere in the blink of an eye but if he's going to get killed, he's at least going down fighting.

"What the hell do you want with us? And how do you know my name? Are you some kind of monster? Alien? Did you come to kidnap me and my brother?" Sehun hurtles at him and he's aware he's babbling nonsense but at this point he would probably believe the alien theory better than the angel crap this guy is spewing.

"I am not a monster, I am an angel of the Lord. You are my charge and I have no wish to physically take you or your brother against your will."

"Like hell you're not. Then how do you explain getting in here, huh? This is the eighteenth floor and that door is impossible to pick, there's no other explanation except you must be some kind of alien or monster!"

The stranger looks at him silently for a few agonizing seconds, brows furrowed slightly in confusion in that universal didn't I just tell you why don't you believe me expression of annoyance.

Sehun takes the time to study him, unabashedly staring the stranger down from head to toe. He had a young face, no more than 21 probably, large eyes that most people might call pretty and light brown hair that curled slightly. He is dressed simply in a white, long-sleeved button down, black pants and plain white sneakers and he held himself stiffly as if he isn't comfortable in his own skin. There is no denying the stranger is devastatingly attractive and for some reason, without even confirming his ridiculous claim, Sehun has the distinct impression that angel or not, this guy is definitely not human.

A few moments later he takes another step towards Sehun and the boy waves the vase blindly, hoping to at least appear threatening.

"Don't go any further, you freak! I'll bash you in first before I ever let you take my brother!" Sehun bellows, silently glad that Baekhyun's shift doesn't end 'til 11 P.M. Hopefully he can distract this monster away from the apartment before that and this guy will never find Baekhyun. Sehun would die before he lets anything happen to Baekhyun.

The guy is looking at him with a deeply confused expression now, like he's not exactly sure why Sehun is threatening bodily harm against him.

"I mean you no harm. If I did, I could have easily hurt you at any moment for the past 19 years."

Sehun falters a little. Just a little.

The stranger makes no other movement towards him, as though sensing Sehun's extreme repelling vibes thrumming from his entire body and simply looks at him patiently but with just a hint of weariness.

He loosens his grip on the vase but doesn't lower it as he regards the stranger with a little less apprehension.

"How do I know you're really what you say you are?"

Chanyeol his head slightly to the side, his face thoughtful before zeroing his gaze on Sehun's bloody fist. Before Sehun can even take his next breath, the guy is suddenly gone from where he's standing and reappears in the space four inches from him in a heartbeat.

"Allow me," Chanyeol says, taking Sehun's wrist in what seems to be a gentle grip but Sehun knows it's anything but because he can't even pull his arm back.

"What the--" Sehun starts to rave but then Chanyeol touches his broken fingers briefly and the pain instantly fades. No blood, no broken bones, nothing. As if it hadn't been broken and bloody in the first place.

"How'd you do that?" Sehun wonders out loud, immediately drawing his hand back the moment Chanyeol loosens his grip. He felt his hand break and two seconds ago, he thought his fingers were damaged beyond repair. Now there's not a trace of the injury and it's almost like a--a--a miracle. How is this even possible?

"It was no trouble. But yes, now that we have finally reached a consensus on my identity, I am here to inform you of a grave misunderstanding on your part and to assist you in rectifying this error," Chanyeol continues in a monotone voice, as if he were simply reading off an instructions manual.

"What? Are you telling me I committed a really big sin and you're going to smite me or something?" Sehun counters and while his conscience keeps screaming why the hell are you trying to act brave you idiot, he's going to ing kill you. They stare at each other again for a few seconds before he ends up blinking (damn that high-tolerant angel) but at least he's not burnt to a bloody crisp yet.

Are all angels really as stiff and uptight as this dude? Sehun shakes his head and hopes that angels aren't gifted with mind reading skills as well.

"No, technically you are not disobeying any commandment. But the angels have taken note of your interference in your brother's life and have taken it upon yourself to find him a partner in the form of another man named Lu Han. I have been sent to inform you that you are making a mistake."

Sehun is utterly flabbergasted. It takes a few long seconds before he can properly articulate again and this time he doesn't tremble so much as get super. ing. Annoyed. 

"Are you trying to tell me that heaven wants a say in my older brother's love life? After all these years, after all the crap we've been through, you decide to interfere with my brother's relationship? Like hell I'm going to let you freaks do that!" Sehun tries not to sound like an impassioned teenage girl but this is his big brother they're talking about here, no angel or God is going to get in the way of his brother's happiness okay?

"No, it is not possible. Byun Baekhyun is fated to be matched with a chosen warrior of God as it has been written a millenia hence. Lu Han is not the chosen one and their match will bring about unthinkable consequences to both mankind and heaven," Chanyeol continues to droll in that tone that brooks no argument and Sehun is currently doing an impressive imitation of a fish underwater.

"Okay, the back the up," Sehun interrupts when Chanyeol might have continued, holding a hand up in front of him while he uses his other one to pinch the bridge of his nose to ward off his impending migraine. He can't handle like this without proper nutrition and sleep and damn if his stomach isn't demanding for dinner as of the moment. He runs a hand over his eyes and narrows them at Chanyeol. "So let me get this straight. My brother is sort of engaged to one of you guys?"

Chanyeol nods, expression now mildly amused. "Yes."

"And if he hooks up with Lu Han something ed up will happen in our planet and upstairs too?"

"The course of mankind will be changed forever but yes, you have the general idea," Chanyeol explains like he's talking to a five-year-old with a learning disorder and Sehun kind of wants to punch him.

He crosses his arms and throws Chanyeol, angel of the freakin' Lord, a don't you sass me boy glare that always works when he thinks adults are being particularly stupid. It's not like he's particularly antagonistic towards the possibility of his brother being fated for someone (he's kind of a closet romantic too even though he'll bite his own tongue before admitting it) but the whole not human thing is freaking the holy hell out of him (pun intended).

"No offense to you guys but do you honestly think I'll just let some dude who's not even the same species as him get angel-bonded with him or whatever? Baek is happy with Lu Han okay, you can't break them up now after all the things I went through to get them together. And who the hell is this er whom my brother is engaged against his will to anyway?" Sehun demands, fixing an unrelenting face on the angel that even Wu Fan would be proud of.

The last question seems to have poked Chanyeol's interest and this time, instead of his normal blank expression, he actually smiles so widely and creepily before pointing uselessly to himself and answering, "me." And wow, Sehun's day just keeps getting better and better because it seems like not only is Baekhyun supposed to hook up with an otherworldly entity to maintain some sort of universal balance, apparently he got stuck with the craziest one in heaven.

 

"Over my dead ing body."

 

 

 

 

 

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{Skye's Note}

Thanks for stopping by my story! My name is Skye Javellana, 15, born and raised in the Philippines if you guys were wondering. This is my first ever fanfic and I just recently got into EXO (but yes, now I can't get away even if I tried ;A;) so I hope you enjoy reading it.

This story will mostly be told from Sehun and Chanyeol's POVs and is the result of watching too much Supernatural and Once Upon A Time so you'll probably find a lot of references from those two shows in this fic.

P.S. Feedback isn't expected but will be much appreciated. :D

 

 

 

{Story Information}

Title: How To Romance An Angel

Author: cheeseoverlord

Rating: PG-13

Pairing/s: (main) Baekhyun/Chanyeol, Sehun/LuHan; (side) Kris/Lay, Kai/D.O., Tao/Xiumin, Suho/Chen

Genre: Romance, Humor, Fantasy, AU

Warning/s: Schmoop/fluff will be of disgusting proportions. Some blasphemous things. Also a bit of angst and drama. And crack, can't forget crack.

Date Started: 01/26/13

Date Finished: N/A

Disclaimer: No infringement intended. 

 

 

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