Feathers; Muke

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When Luke's eyes pried open and he saw the extremely attractive man above him, he knew that his first thought should be "How am I awake? I should be dead." But let's be honest here. That wasn't it. It went a little more like "Hot damn he's gorgeous."

Of course about 3 seconds after he had that thought he began to freak out. How did he wake up from his death? He knew he had died at some point, I mean he took all the pills in the bottle! But here he was, breathing, blinking, thinking.

"I-I'm alive?" The blonde inquired

"No, dumbass." The man rolled his eyes.

It was only then that Luke realized that the mysterious man had a set of pure white  angel wings that seemed to be almost as long as his body. (Although the now blushing boy had a theory that what was in this angel's pants was longer.)

"What... How..." Before Luke could get a proper sentence to fall out of his pretty pink lips, the red headed man rolled his eyes. Now, Luke was never a judgmental person. The blonde always felt that he had too many flaws to count, and it was nothing short of hypocritical to criticize someone else for having flaws as well. Yet he couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed at the young man's attitude.

"Read this." The man mumbled, tossing Luke a small pamphlet with the picture of an angel on the cover. The still confused boy slowly opened the pamphlet with shaking hands. He was supposed to be dead. Although the rude red head insisted that he was nothing but that, that guy didn't seem like someone Luke could easily trust.

"Hello, soon to be angel. You must be really confused at the moment, and if you read this, you'll surely understand soon. Congratulations, you lived a good life, had good morals, and you will now go to heaven. The man or women whom you woke up to, is the angel who will take you to heaven. You can surely trust them, as we don't choose just anyone for these jobs. From now until you arrive at the gates of heaven ( a/n is that a thing? I'm not religious so i'm not exactly sure but we'll just roll with it...) you will be under the care of the angel sent to you. Good Luck, we're looking forward to seeing you."

"No, this can't be right. God isn't real! Even if he is, there's no way I'm supposed to go to Heaven. I'm gay, and I murdered myself right? Is that not a sin? This can't be right." Luke rambled. He simply couldn't comprehend that he had been sent to heaven.

"The big man doesn't make mistakes Luke. You're meant to be there." The angel spoke. Luke still hadn't learned his name, which began to frustrate him. It seems like anything could frustrate him at the moment. He was fragile, he learned that his suicide attempt was in fact successful, Heaven is real, and the angel sent to take him to heaven was (ironically) hot as hell.

It was just too much.

Y'all I'm doing shit, are you proud?