After starting this oneshot in the middle of last year (or maybe two I'm not sure) I finally finished this xD
So yeah
Warning: Slight Character Death
Enjoy
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"Simon! I'm back!" Bodil happily called out as he let himself in the house, wings quickly folded themselves against his back. Walking to the kitchen, Bodil placed the small bag on the counter before noticing that he didn't received an answer. Getting worried for a moment, Bodil quickly headed towards the bedroom and took a peak inside before letting out a sigh of relief, seeing his friend asleep on the bed and was glad for it.
Simon was born with a defect that caused his wings to be smaller and weaker than an average angel and a weak grace that doesn't let him absorb enough grace to keep him healthy, constantly leaving him sick. With the defects working against him, most adults believed that Simon wouldn't make it to his early teens. But ever since Bodil met the small angel, he didn't give up on Simon and had done everything to help from keeping him well fed to buying some medicine for his sickness and even giving Simon some of his own grace, since Bodil was very hyperactive, it caused him to have more grace than needed.
Even though Simon didn't want to bother Bodil with his problems, Bodil had told him over and over that he didn't mind helping out.
After seeing him asleep, Bodil quietly closed the door and headed back to the kitchen to cook something healthy for Simon.
Xxxxx
The first thing he noticed when he was slowly waking up was the smell of soup and a second later, he felt the familiar grace. 'He's already here' he thought as he was rubbing his eyes and slowly sitting up.
"Wake up sleepy head" he heard Bodil said and felt the bed sink a bit. "Mm....when did you -yawns- get here?" Simon tiredly asked before looking at the older angel. "Just ten minutes ago" Bodil answered as he placed the warm bowl in Simon's hands, which the smaller angel could smell the medical herbs in the soup and let out a small smile. "Careful, it's still hot" Bodil told him before turning away to grab a mug of hot chocolate.
CRASH
Bodil quickly looked back, alarmed and saw Simon staring at his own hands, which was trembling a bit and the bowl of soup was on the ground.
After a few seconds of staring, Simon turned to Bodil with an apologetic smile, "S-Sorry for dropping the bowl, I couldn't keep a good grip" he said with a small laugh though it didn't cheer Bodil up but still gave Simon a forced smile. "It's okay Simon, I'll clean it up" the older angel said before quickly cleaning up the mess.
After quickly cleaning up the mess and making another soup, Bodil made sure to feed Simon instead of giving the bowl, even though Simon slightly complained.
"Come on, try" Bodil slightly begged as he had his wings pressed against Simon's wings, trying to get him to absorb some of his grace.
"I-I'm trying" Simon weakly said as he was absorbing the grace at the painfully slow pace, making Bodil worried.
After absorbing at least half of what he was used to absorb, Simon had passed out, too weak to stay awake. "Mm..." Bodil simply held Simon close and tried to push his own grace into Simon, but quickly stopped when he heard the small angel let out a small pained groan and sigh. 'He'll get through this' Bodil thought as he carefully tucked Simon into bed and placed a loving kiss on the other's forehead.
"I'll come back tomorrow" Bodily said in a low voice before walking out.
Xxxxxx
It was very late in the night as Simon painfully woke up from his slumber due to the intense pain in his chest and head causing him to let out a whimper of pain.
'What's happening' Simon thought as he felt his chest being squeezed, leaving him gasping for air and gripped his chest, squirming around a bit. Soon enough, the pain in his chest quickly grew more painful and Simon barely noticed himself sitting up and was clawing at his own chest, drawing blood in order to stop the pain. Soon enough, he started coughing and was coughing so bad that blood was seeping through his lips.
What Simon didn't noticed was his small wings tensing up and the tips of the wings was slowly fading away into a soft purple glow while some of the feathers was falling off.
After non-stop coughing for a few minutes, the coughing had slowed down enough for Simon to finally breath, even though it was uneven.
Simon shakily looked down at his hands to see blood on his fingers and even underneath his nails and a second later, saw the feathers laying beside him. 'I-Is it time...' Simon thought, slowly feeling numb, quickly realizing what was going on.
'I-I don't want to leave!' Simon felt himself shaking as he saw his hands slowly fading into a soft purple glow, 'No!' quickly panicking, Simon started to absorb as much grace as he could in order to survive, but he barely absorbed a bit of grace before he started screaming in pain and clawing his chest once more, drawing more blood.
After a few minutes of screeching in pain, clawing and thrashing around, all of his energy was sapped out of his body, causing him to collapse onto his side, panting hard and too weak to move.
With teary eyes, Simon could only helplessly watching the soft glow slowly consume him. He could barely feel the icy cold tears falling down and the slight pain.
'I didn't even get to say goodbye...'
That was the last thing that appeared in his mind as Simon slowly slipped into darkness, blissfully escaping the intense pain.
(Next Morning)
"Simon! I'm back!" Bodil called out as he walked inside the house with a bag. He walked to the kitchen and placed the bag on the counter. He bought some ingredients to make a small cake since it was Simon's birthday.
'I hope he likes his present' Bodil thought with a smile as he took out a small black box out of his jacket pocket and placed it on the counter. But before he could start, he decided to check on Simon.
"Simon?" he called out as he started knocking on the door a few times before listening in. But while listening in, he didn't hear anything.......not even the bed shifting.
"Simon?" Bodil called out once more, "I'm coming in" he quickly added before gripping the doorknob, turning it and opened the door.
The room was surprisingly dark and dead quiet causing a small dread to slowly appear in his chest. He then shakily raised his hand towards the light switch and flicked it on, instantly lighting the room and a second later felt his heart drop and his throat closing up a bit.
"W-What...." he trailed off as he was blankly staring at the empty bed with bloodied sheets and a few bloody purple feathers.
"N-No..." he shakily walked towards the bed, but due to his shaky legs, fell to his knees and gripped the bed sheets, still in shock. Also by the cold feeling on the sheets, Bodil realized that the other angel 'left' within the night and slowly clench the sheets.
Soon his whole body started to tremble as he clench his jaw tightly while his breathing became erratic before a loud cry escaped his mouth before he blacked out.
What it felt like a second, Bodil quickly came to his senses and found himself standing in the middle of a destroyed room, his shoulders slightly trembling and having his hands clenched to tightly that he saw a bit of blood seeping out along with warm tears sliding down his cheeks.
He soon fell to his knees as his wings curled up around him like a cocoon as a sob quickly broke out.
"SIMON!"
(Four Centuries Later)
He was completely speechless as he was staring at the small orb in shock, surprise and happiness.
'I knew that you would come back' Bodil thought with a small smile before grabbing the orb, placing it in his inside jacket pocket before swiftly leaving before anyone will realized what was missing.
He easily ignored the other angels as he was quickly walking towards his destination while having a blank expression. Though he was lucky that it was turning evening so there were less angels as well as the guards around to stop him.
Finally making it to his destination, Bodil quietly slipped inside, waked through the hallway into he found the room he was looking for and carefully opened it, making sure to not make any noise and slipped inside.
Inside the room was extremely large with the ceiling tall enough to not be seen and large windows on the sides of the room along with a large gap on the ground as Bodil walked towards the edge and glance down to see the large portal. The angel stared down at the light blue swirl in the middle for a few minutes before slowly clenching his hands. 'Simon is waiting for me on the other side' he thought as he finally pushed away any doubts and spread his wings as they grew from their usual twelve feet to twenty-eight feet; the largest wingspan among the angels, and about to step forwards when he was suddenly stopped.
"STOP!"
Bodil slightly stepped back, folded his wings and looked back to see James, one of the rulers. The other angel have an angry expression as his light grey feathers were slightly puffed out from the anger. "What do you think you're doing!" James growled out as he stepped forwards a few times which Bodil stood still, not feeling intimidated at all.
"Yes, I know that you feel like you lost someone important, but they will come back when it's their time" James soon said, trying to convince Bodil to step away from the edge, but it had the opposite affect.
"Wait....?" Bodil simply said before slowly glaring at the other angel, "I have waited for nearly four centuries for him to appear and you want me to fucking wait!" Bodil soon yelled out while glaring at James, whom was in shock. Then Bodil stepped back, his heels barely hanging off the edge, "Well, I'm not fucking waiting anymore and I don't care about the consequences" he said in a calm tone before letting himself fall backwards into the portal.
He faintly heard James' yell as he fell and before everything went white, the last thing he saw was the night clear sky with the full blue moon poking out through the window.
Xxxxx
'He's near....' Bodil trailed off as he was quietly standing in front of a large hospital as the small orb in his pocket was letting out a warm glow.
Due to him crossing to the mortal realm without permission, the beautiful gold and red feathers on his wings had turned into midnight black, signaling his exile but he couldn't bring himself to care.
Soon enough the angel walked into the hospital and through the hallway while using the orb to find who he was looking for. Even though he was invisible to the humans, the humans subconsciously moved out of the angel's way which was helpful.
The orb soon led him to the intensive care unit, a room where the human babies were held, and stepped inside. His eyes survey the room for a minute before pulling out the orb from his pocket and let it lead him to the correct baby. Soon his blank face soften as Bodil kneel down in front of the crib while staring at the baby, whom was peacefully asleep as his wings curled up around himself and the crib in a cocoon.
'He's smaller than an angel baby' Bodil thought as he gently reached down and lightly running his finger along the baby's chest and smiles a bit as he felt a small heartbeat beating underneath his finger. Soon he felt the baby slightly move before seeing them open their eyes slightly which Bodil quickly took noticed of their eyes being the same color which made the angel happy and kept rubbing his chest in a comforting manner. "Sleep" Bodil softly said as the baby squirm a bit before quickly falling back asleep. Then Bodil move his finger up before stopping underneath the baby's right ear before his finger let out a soft glow for a few seconds before stopping and pull away to revealing a birthmark of a pair of angel wings.
Smiling at the mark, Bodil soon leaned over and placed a soft kiss on the baby's forehead, 'Sleep well Simon'
(Six Years Later)
"Hello!"
The violet-eyed child looked up from his crappy sandcastle to see another boy around his age with a happy grin though for some reason, look familiar.
"H-Hello" the child shyly greeted as he was fidgeting with his fingers. The other child simply giggle at the violet-eyed's shyness and stepped onto the sandbox and sat across from him, "Need help?" he asked as the child looked up at him before slowly nodding.
Once working on the sandcastle, it only took the child a few minutes for the violet-eyed to get over his shyness and soon enough both boys were having fun and laughing.
"T-Thank you"
"Hehe, no problem, that was fun!" the child laugh a bit before turning to the other child. "What's your name? My name is Bodil"
"M-My name is Simon..." the child introduced himself as he slightly moved some stray hair over his right ear, revealing a strange birthmark.
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So yeah
Comment down of what you think so far and yeah
Piper out-