Fallen: Her Temptation

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"What if she's an angel?" A voice which sounded Jungkook whispered.
"She can't..unless-" Hoseok urged.
"That's not possible." Yoongi argued.

Suddenly they went silent, probably suspecting my presence. I quickly made my way out.

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It's been two weeks since they've gone MIA. No one contacted me further, nor could I reach them. Questions were everywhere, seeking closure, solutions, more information. I wanted to meet Taehyung..
Assuming they had their own things to deal with, I let it go.

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I was in my old house where I lived when I was a child. I was in my small room filled with a few plushies and drawings.
"Dad!" I called out..no response.
I ran out of my room to find my dad. "Where are you?" I yelled a little louder.
I tiptoed across the hallway to the living room.
What?
Dad looked different. He glowed brightly, with...wings on his back?
Is it a costume? Why is he wearing that?

"Dad! What is this?" I gushed, my small feet trying to stand higher.
"Ara!..w-what-"

My eyes shot open, I instantly stood up, realizing I was in my own room. No way, it cannot be. It just can't be. Things just felt way more crazier than I ever thought. This needed to reach the boys, it might give us a lead. I tried to contact them again..no answer. An idea popped suddenly.

The forest. Immediately making my way towards my car, the engine roared as I set off.
The atmosphere was damp and humid like last time, with rays of sunlight pushing its way through the canopies. Instinctively, I walked to the place where the novas were.
No one.
Not ready to give up just yet, with a swirl of hope whirling around, I sauntered further. A short noise gave me hope, yet a feeling of fear rising.
A bright glow hit my face causing me to cover my eyes. Once the light died down, I saw someone.

Jungkook.

He was lit with a golden glow, pouring divinity and angelic power. His body was bent backwards, up in the air. Every part of him glowed. Contrary to the last incident, I was enchanted by this angel in a different way.

Jungkook slowly landed on his feet, the glow fading. "Jungkook!" I cried out.
He averted his gaze towards me, his eyes narrowed in perplexity.
In a heartbeat he was in front of me, his strong hands on my shoulders.
"How are you able to see me like that?"
"Like what?" My voice was breathless.
"This is my angelic form. You'd die..I mean anyone would. Except an angel..you-"

"Are you saying-..I-I'm an..a-angel?" Stuttering, My eyes met Jungkook's, from which I already got my answer.

I recalled my dream. My father's wings..What if everything was not my imagination? Everything makes sense.

"I have to tell you something!" I was panting.
"What?" He focused his whole attention on me, ready to catch anything I threw at him.
"I had a dream..about my father and-"
"Wait. I need to go now. The others aren't back yet. I'll tell them. Come soon, we'll be there." He vanished in thin air.

My heart was pounding against my chest as I ran back to my car, hoping to reach Jimin's house as soon as possible.

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It was already dark. I was sitting in my room, holding my phone. Every part of me was unsettled. Too many things were free, without proper closure, like half eaten apples.
A smell reached my nose, like something was burning. The burning smell progressively increased as the thought dawned on me.

It was a fire.

Running around the house, I collected the important things I needed, panicking. I had no time to check from where. I was holding my phone to call the fire department, trying to open the door. It was locked from outside. A sick wave of fear and anxiety passed over every fiber of my being, as I violently turned the door handle. Tears sprung, heart racing as I screamed for help. I could see smoke everywhere, a small source of fire faintly felt from behind me. I was already sobbing, the thought of dying making me heart wrenchingly terrified. Is this really how I'm going to die?
I found every thing I could possibly find to break the door open but failed. The panic in me alleviated like the fire and smoke in the house.

"No! HELP!" I struck my fist on the door, crying.
The ashy smoke inundated my lungs. I was coughing, my face covered in sweat, my eyes were losing energy to stay open. I fell on my knees, coughing non stop, as it felt harder to breathe. My body hit the floor.

A loud sound was all I made out before my eyes and consciousness called quits.
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