The Hardest Choice
Which twin are you going to pick?
The question rung in your ears. You hadn’t even considered that you could only keep one of them; you’d been too busy worrying about how you’d ever find one million feathers. Your thumb went to your lip, where you began to bite at its nail in agitation. It was like picking an arm to keep, or choosing to lose one of your senses. An impossible choice.
“Don’t even think about asking me for two million feathers,” Jeongmin said. “You’re going to have to pick one.”
You thought about it as you walked home, shoulders slumping.
Youngmin was so sweet, so cute, so funny. He made you laugh every day. He was so open and so easy to be around, and you knew he’d be thrilled with the chance to become human. He had been your first kiss...
But then there was Kwangmin. He didn’t wear his heart on his sleeve the way his twin did, but you knew his feelings were as intense as Youngmin’s were, if not sometimes more so. He had been there in the background since you were eight, his eyes always on you.
“Get back to me by the end of this week,” Jeongmin had said, giving you his phone number. “Take any longer and that idiot blonde angel of yours will probably have moulted everything away.”
You opened the door to your bedroom and snuck back in. Both angels were still fast asleep, to your relief.
The morning light shone over Kwangmin in his place on the windowsill. Being an angel he naturally always looked angelic, but at that moment he looked more so than ever. You crept over to him, watching him.
You realised you had never actually kissed him. Youngmin had kissed you plenty of times, usually at least once per day, but Kwangmin had never taken the risk. Slowly, carefully, you leaned forward and lightly pressed your lips against his.
You heard a noise behind you. Withdrawing from Kwangmin quickly, you looked over your shoulder. Behind you, Youngmin was sat up on the bed, staring at you.
You couldn’t identify the look in his eyes. You could usually read Youngmin’s expressions with ease, but this time there was a fog clouding his eyes, making him impossible to read.
“I’ve always thought,” he said, “that you love him more than you love me.”
You stared at him in surprise.
“I don’t mind,” he continued, smiling sadly at you. “So long as you love me I don’t mind if you love him more. Because I’ll just keep trying to catch up with him until you love me just as much.”
You had to tell him, you decided. Jeongmin had made you promise to keep the one million feathers a secret from both of them, but you couldn’t just watch him sitting there blinking like he might cry and not say anything.
“I can turn one of you human,” you said quietly, crossing the room to sit beside him on the bed. “Jeongmin’s helping me collect one million feathers.”
Youngmin’s eyebrows raised in surprise but he didn’t say anything.
“But only one of you,” you continued, taking his hand. “Youngmin...”
You expected him to immediately grab a hold of you and insist you picked him. There was a part of you even hoping he would; if one of them was absolutely insistent you pick them at least you wouldn’t have to make the choice yourself. But Youngmin was silent.
Then he let go of your hand and stood up.
“I’m going to go and find Jeongmin,” he said decidedly. “Before I lose any more feathers.”
Youngmin turned his back on you. “Please take care of my twin,” he said to you, voice wobbling slightly as he crossed the room to the window. “I’ve never really been useful to either of you. This time I can be of use.”
“Wait!” you cried as he made to jump out of the window. “Don’t just--”
But he’d already flown away into the morning sky.
He had made the decision for you. It just hadn’t been the decision you’d expected him to make.
“Idiot,” you whispered, sliding off the bed and hitting your floor with a thump. “Didn’t you say you’re were going to stay and try to catch Kwangmin up? You didn’t even say goodbye...”
Stirred by the morning breeze suddenly coming through the open window, Kwangmin’s eyes blinked open. “What’s with you?” he mumbled sleepily, seeing you splayed on the floor. “Where’s Youngmin gone?”
You could only shake your head.
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