Chapter Eight
The Fallen Angel“Take off your clothes! Or else how can I take the bandage off?” Myungsoo sighed in annoyance.
“M-Must I?” Jiyeon whispered and looked at him.
Myungsoo glared at her and attempted to walk off but she grabbed his wrist to stop him, “o-okay, okay! I’ll take it off, please help me…”
She slowly released the grip on his wrist and turned around. She gripped onto the hem of the shirt and took it off gently. “Please help me…”
Myungsoo gulped when he saw her and shook his head. *Damn… Although it’s y, it’s not the time for this.*
He sighed and helped her took off the bandage around her torso and found that her wound was gone. He gasped in astonishment and mumbled, “They’re gone… Totally…”
Jiyeon sighed in relief and wore the shirt back, “appa took my wings off so it will hurt a little at first. But the pain will go off when it’s over a day.”
She turned around and faced him, “Thank you Myungsoo oppa!” She chirped and smiled brightly at him which made him gulped. *She called me oppa.*
Jiyeon was about to walk off but Myungsoo stopped her. He took a new set of clothing in his closet and pushed it to her, “wash up.”
Jiyeon smiled in glee and hugged him in return, “THANK YOU OPPA!” And she hopped off to his bathroom to shower.
Myungsoo was stuck on the spot when she last hugged him with his eyes widened hugely, “she… hugged me.”
He shook off those weird thoughts and calmed his heart down, “it’s just because she’s a girl. My
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