Kibum`s POV

Since I met him it seemed like my heart wouldn`t calm down anymore. It seemed like everything he does or says would make my heart beat a little bit more and my skin color with rose petals. Even a look from his deep eyes would make my mind and body react like I didn`t know it could.

But it wasn`t a bad feeling at all. I was so confused. It`s something that never happened before, still it felt just like it should be this way. It felt like I found a missing piece in my life – a life that was so dull and lifeless before, a life that only contained god and war, sleeping and fighting, standing up and falling down. Thinking about it, we angels seemed so jaded and emotionless now.

And I could only ask myself, why we were like that, why we became like that. Marionettes, it seemed like we were marionettes. We were marionettes of our own life and of god, bounded by strong strings, doing everything we believe is right. As in reality we only do what god told us to be right.

How come I never realized a fact like that? How come I only realize it, when meeting this demon, which is more of an angel than me? How sad, so sad. But I don`t regret meeting him. He was able to change me, my life, everything. I felt like he saved me. I felt like he cute those strings, catching my falling self with his strong arms as he did so.

It felt so warm, he felt so warm and secure like father nev