Help, I Fell Into My Dad’S Love Story. (Jikook) (Season 2)
I held his hand.
I didn’t know he could run like that.
One second he was there, young and breathing and yelling at me like I’d personally ruined his life, and the next second he disappeared like smoke. I ran. I ran everywhere. Streets, corners, alleys that smelled like rust and rain. My lungs burned, my legs ached, my chest felt tight.
This couldn’t be a dream. I didn’t drink. I didn’t take anything. And dreams don’t make you this tired.
If I’m exhausted, it means this is real. And if this is real—then I really met my dad.
I stood in the middle of an alley and screamed.
Jeon Jaeyun
DAD! Wherever you are, come out! I swear I won’t hug you again... okay maybe once...but stop running!
People stared. Some laughed. Someone muttered crazy kid.
Let them think I’d lost my mind. Maybe I had. Because my dad was dead. And yet… I had seen him.
I never got the chance to tell him how much I loved him. Never got to say that he was never a monster to me. He was my hero. Always. I was angry at him, yes but I never hated him. Not once.
My eyes burned, and I laughed weakly at myself.
Jeon Jaeyun
Great timing, Jaeyun *muttered*
Jeon Jaeyun
DAD! *shouted again, voice cracking*
Behind a small convenience store, half-hidden like a criminal on the run. My heart slammed against my ribs. I slowed down immediately, stepping carefully, afraid he’d bolt again.
I reached out and grabbed his arm. He screamed. Like... actually screamed.
Jeon Jungkook
WHAT THE—LET GO!
Jeon Jaeyun
*blinked* …Why are you scared of me?
He turned around, eyes wide, hair messy, face way too young to be real.
Jeon Jungkook
What the hell is wrong with you?! *shouted*
Jeon Jungkook
Who are you?!
I frowned, genuinely offended.
Jeon Jaeyun
Wow. You run away and now you’re rude too?
Jeon Jungkook
Let go! I’m not your dad!
I stared at him. Same face. Same voice. Same everything.
Jeon Jaeyun
You don’t look like a liar *said calmly, still holding on*
Jeon Jaeyun
You look like a coward, though.
Jeon Jungkook
What did you just—
Jeon Jaeyun
I’m your son *said, my voice shaking despite myself*
Jeon Jaeyun
Why are you running from me?
He laughed. Actually laughed. It was sharp, panicked.
Jeon Jungkook
Don’t be ridiculous. I don’t have a son. And even if I did, he wouldn’t be… this BIG.
Because he was alive. Alive enough to yell. Alive enough to panic. Alive enough to insult my intelligence.
Jeon Jaeyun
You’re real *whispered, grinning like an idiot*
Jeon Jaeyun
You’re really alive.
Jeon Jungkook
Why are you smiling like that?! *snapped*
Jeon Jungkook
Are you crazy?!
Jeon Jaeyun
I don’t care *softly*
Jeon Jaeyun
Appa is going to be so happy.
Jeon Jungkook
*stiffened* Who?
Before I could answer, someone grabbed me from behind.
Jung Ho‑seok
HEY! LET GO OF MY FRIEND!
J-Hope stared at me like I’d slapped him.
He clamped a hand over my mouth and hissed at my dad
Jung Ho‑seok
JUST RUN. I’LL HOLD HIM.
Dad didn’t question it. He bolted like his life depended on it.
Jung Ho‑seok
In exchange *dramatically*
Jung Ho‑seok
You will tell my girlfriend... that you were with me last night.
Jeon Jungkook
I’LL TELL YOUR PSYCHO GIRLFRIEND YOU TEXTED YOUR EX. *yelled while running*
Jung Ho‑seok
HEY—THAT WAS ONE TIME!
Jung Ho‑seok
Ow—WHAT THE—?!
Jeon Jaeyun
…You two are exhausting.
Jung Ho‑seok
Excuse me? *gasped*
Jung Ho‑seok
Where did you learn to disrespect your elders?
Jeon Jaeyun
Elders? *scoffed*
Jeon Jaeyun
You’re forty-two.
Uncle stared at me like I’d just shot him.
Jung Ho‑seok
I AM NOT FORTY-TWO.
Jeon Jaeyun
YOU ARE. *shrugged*
Jung Ho‑seok
...Who are you?
Jeon Jaeyun
*Smiled sweetly* Your karma.
Dad shouted from far away,
Jeon Jungkook
STOP TRAUMATIZING MY FRIEND AND GET LOST!
Jeon Jaeyun
DAD—WAIT—PLEASE!
I reached the road... Headlights. Bright. Blinding. A car rushed toward me. I froze. The light swallowed everything.
My hands were gripping a steering wheel.
Same sea. Same wind. Same darkness.
Jeon Jaeyun
What…? *whispered*
My head spun. Sweat soaked my back like I’d been running for hours.
If it was a dream, why did it feel real? Why did my arms ache like I’d been holding someone too tight?
I stumbled out of the car, searching the ground.
Jeon Jaeyun
…Was it really just a dream?
Jeon Jaeyun
*laughed weakly*
If it was, then it was the best dream of my life.
I looked down at my hands.
Jeon Jaeyun
…I held his hand.
Even if it was just a dream—I’ll take it.
And if fate really sent me back... then I won’t let him ruin his own love story this time.
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An Angel Who Shouldn't Exist
Jaeyun came back to the Jeon mansion at sunrise.
The entire night he stayed near the sea, sitting on the cold sand, staring at the waves like they might suddenly open up and give his dad back to him. Maybe another glitch. Another impossible moment. Another dream that felt too real to be fake.
He searched the shore again before leaving. For the boy. For blood. For proof.
Only the sound of water and the ache in his chest.
Jaeyun slipped into the Jeon mansion like a criminal returning to the scene of the crime.
Shoes in hand. Jacket half hanging. Hair messy from the sea wind and a night that hadn’t felt like a night at all.
The dining area was already alive. Taehyung sat at the long table, relaxed in his chair, tablet propped up in one hand while the other loosely held a coffee mug. He looked calm. Too calm. The kind of calm that meant someone else was about to suffer.
Kim Taehyung
Back already *said lazily, eyes still on the screen*
Kim Taehyung
You broke your own record, Yuni.
Jeon Jaeyun
*internally screamed*
Very slowly, very dramatically, he tried to tiptoe toward the stairs, body bent, shoulders hunched, like if he became small enough, his dad’s vision would glitch.
Kim Taehyung
Jaeyun *added, finally taking a sip of coffee*
Kim Taehyung
If you move one more step, I will personally narrate last night to your appa with cinematic details.
Jaeyun spun around instantly. He walked... no, ran... to the dining table and dropped to his knees like a fallen warrior.
Jeon Jaeyun
Dad, please *begged, palms together*
Jeon Jaeyun
Don’t tell appa. I swear I didn’t do anything illegal. Or dangerous. Or... okay, maybe emotionally dangerous, but—
Kim Taehyung
*finally looked at him* Jaeyun.
Kim Taehyung
Your appa has been mentally torturing me since morning.
Jeon Jaeyun
*blinked* ...Oh.
Taehyung leaned back, sipping his coffee.
Kim Taehyung
Do you know how many times Jimin asked me where you were?
Kim Taehyung
He asked why you weren’t answering calls. Why your phone was switched off. Why you didn’t come home. And then—
Kim Taehyung
*paused, eyes narrowing*
Kim Taehyung
He almost called the police.
Jeon Jaeyun
*shoulders stiffened*
Kim Taehyung
He genuinely thought you were kidnapped *continued calmly*
Jeon Jaeyun
W-Where is he? *swallowed*
Taehyung glanced at his tablet again.
Kim Taehyung
Currently on the phone. Calling your ‘friends.’ Confirming whether you were with them or not.
Jeon Jaeyun
But… I wasn’t. *frowned*
Kim Taehyung
That’s the problem.
Kim Taehyung
Every single one of them said the same thing. He’s with me.
Taehyung looked at him now, eyebrow raised.
Kim Taehyung
Care to explain how you managed to be with all of them at once?
Jeon Jaeyun
I didn’t tell them to lie *quickly*
Jeon Jaeyun
I swear. I was with… an old friend.
Taehyung scoffed, taking another sip.
Kim Taehyung
Congratulations. You’ve successfully traumatized two adults before breakfast.
Before Jaeyun could panic further, Taehyung raised his voice slightly, not even standing up.
Kim Taehyung
Jiminie *called out, tone innocent*
Kim Taehyung
Your son has returned from his world tour. Stop interrogating civilians.
Jimin appeared, phone still in his hand, hair slightly messy, eyes tired and furious.
The moment his eyes landed on Jaeyun, his relief instantly turned into anger.
Jeon Jimin
WHERE WERE YOU?
Jeon Jaeyun
*instinctively stepped back*
Jeon Jimin
I CALLED YOU! *snapped, pointing the phone at him like a weapon*
Jeon Jimin
I called every one of your friends! And every one of them said the same thing!
He grabbed a cushion from the couch and threw it straight at Jaeyun.
Jeon Jaeyun
Appa, listen— *Barely caught it*
Kim Taehyung
Another cushion *commented mildly, sipping coffee*
Jimin grabbed another one and threw it harder.
Jeon Jimin
You didn’t pick up your phone! Do you know how scared I was?!
Jeon Jaeyun
You’re acting like I’m five *protested*
Jeon Jaeyun
I’m not a kid.
Jeon Jimin
THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT SCARES ME!
Jeon Jimin
You’re not a kid anymore!
Kim Taehyung
*stood up* Jimin, breathe—
Jeon Jimin
YOU BREATHE *snapped back*
Taehyung leaned toward Jimin, voice teasing despite the tension.
Kim Taehyung
You know, you look really cute when you’re angry.
Jeon Jimin
Taehyung *snapped without looking*
Jeon Jimin
This is not the time.
Jeon Jimin
Stop flirting in front of him!
Jeon Jaeyun
*rolled his eyes* I’ve seen worse.
Taehyung watched silently, his expression softening. He knew. He knew why Jimin was like this. After Jungkook’s death, fear lived inside Jimin.
Jeon Jaeyun
Appa *gently holding Jimin’s wrist*
Jeon Jaeyun
Please don’t be scared like that.
Jeon Jimin
You can’t just disappear *whispered*
Jeon Jimin
Not without telling me. I can’t… I can’t lose you too.
Jeon Jaeyun
*chest tightened*
Jeon Jaeyun
I'm sorry. I should’ve answered your calls. I should’ve told you where I was.
Jeon Jimin
You always say that *whispered*
Jeon Jimin
And then you do it again.
Jeon Jaeyun
I won’t *firmly*
Jeon Jimin
*laughed bitterly* That’s what scares me. You promise too easily.
He took Jimin’s little pinky finger and wrapped his own around it.
Jeon Jaeyun
I promise *softly*
Jeon Jaeyun
I won’t disappear. Not without telling you. Never.
Jimin looked at their joined fingers, tears threatening.
Jeon Jimin
You better not *whispered*
Kim Taehyung
*cleared his throat* This amount of love is dangerous. My heart might explode.
Jeon Jimin
Shut up. *shot him a glare*
Jimin sighed, finally pulling Jaeyun into a tight hug. Jaeyun hugged back just as hard. And somewhere deep inside, Jaeyun still felt the warmth of a hug that felt like a dream but too real to forget. Jungkook’s hug.
Jaeyun’s room was a universe of its own.
The curtains were half-drawn, sunlight leaking in like a lazy guest. Fairy lights blinked softly along the walls, tangled with old headphones, lyric sheets, and guitar strings. On the bed, notebooks lay open... pages filled with crossed-out lines, rewritten verses, emotions scratched so deeply the paper had almost torn.
Jaeyun sat on the floor, back against the bed, headphones on, mic balanced lazily in one hand.
Jeon Jaeyun
🎶 If time breaks again~
Jeon Jaeyun
🎶 I’ll chase the echo of you~
Jeon Jaeyun
🎶 Even if the world calls me insane~
His voice was low, raw, dangerous in the quiet way that made people stop breathing when they heard it.
He had been writing since he was Ten.
Singing since he could barely pronounce words properly. By fifteen, half the industry already knew his name. Songs he wrote in the dark of his room had climbed charts, healed strangers, broken hearts.
And yet—This was the first time in years his hands were shaking while holding a pen.
Because no matter how much logic he used, one truth refused to leave him alone.
The hug felt real.
His dad felt real.
Jungkook hadn’t felt like a memory. He had felt like home.
Jaeyun pulled off his headphones, exhaling sharply, when his phone buzzed.
He answered, voice instantly switching to casual arrogance.
Jeon Jaeyun
📲 Tell me you finally did something useful with your life.
Hyunwoo
📲 But also—yes. I found it.
Jeon Jaeyun
📲 Found what? *sat up*
Hyunwoo
📲 That location you wanted. For your studio.
He had been searching for months. A place away from the city. Away from noise. Somewhere he could breathe, write, record... exist.
Photos pinged into his phone. Jaeyun’s thumb froze mid-scroll. The place was… strange. An old property. Tall iron gates rusted with time. A massive structure hidden behind shadows, broken windows staring like empty eyes. It looked straight out of a horror movie... creepy, abandoned, dark. But then... The back photos. Wide land. Endless trees. Flowers blooming wildly, untouched. Sunlight falling like blessings. Quiet so deep it almost hummed. Jaeyun’s heartbeat picked up.
Jeon Jaeyun
📲 I like it *slowly*
Hyunwoo
📲 Of course you do *snorted*
Hyunwoo
📲 You have serial-killer taste.
Jeon Jaeyun
📲 Send the location. I’ll check it out. *laughed*
He grabbed his car keys without hesitation.
The drive grew quieter the farther he went.
Streetlights disappeared. Buildings thinned out. Trees grew taller, closer, whispering secrets. The road narrowed until it felt like the world had forgotten it existed.
When Jaeyun finally reached the place, he stepped out of the car and stilled.
The building stood tall and eerie, shadows clinging to its walls. Broken glass crunched under his boots as he pushed the door open.
Jeon Jaeyun
Perfect *muttered*
Jeon Jaeyun
Absolutely murder-vibes.
Inside, the silence was loud.
He walked deeper, footsteps echoing. Rooms after rooms... empty, dusty, forgotten.
Soft. Clear. Unhumanly beautiful.
The voice wasn’t coming from speakers. It was raw, live... floating through the halls like a ghost calling home.
Until he reached a room glowing faintly with golden light.
Seventeen, maybe. Barefoot. Pale hair catching the light. And—
Jeon Jaeyun
*breath hitched*
Not costume wings. Not props.
Jeon Jaeyun
Okay. Either I’m hallucinating or someone hired a very expensive drama kid. *scoffed instantly*
The boy stopped singing and turned.
Jeon Jaeyun
*breath caught*
The injured one from the sea. The one who disappeared.
Jeon Jaeyun
You’re the kid from the sea *slowly*
Jeon Jaeyun
The one who was bleeding. Half-dead.
Jihyun
*tilted his head, smiling innocently*
Jeon Jaeyun
You disappeared *stepping closer*
He just started singing again.
Jeon Jaeyun
*Grabbed his wrist*
The boy slipped away and ran.
Jeon Jaeyun
HEY! *chased him*
Jeon Jaeyun
Was that a dream? *shouted*
Jeon Jaeyun
Did I imagine you? People don’t heal overnight, kid!
They ran through corridors, stairs, broken halls... until the boy burst outside into a field of flowers.
Jeon Jaeyun
*bent over, panting*
Jeon Jaeyun
Stop running, kid!
Jihyun
I’m not a kid. *turned, annoyed*
Jeon Jaeyun
You look seventeen.
Jihyun
I don’t have an age. *corrected calmly*
Jeon Jaeyun
*burst out laughing*
Jeon Jaeyun
Sure. And I’m a devil.
The angel frowned. At that exact moment, a rabbit hopped near his feet.
Without effort, the boy picked it up and gently tossed it aside, unharmed but very confused.
Jeon Jaeyun
Real angels don’t throw animals.
Jihyun
You’re very judgmental.
Jaeyun ran a hand through his hair.
Jeon Jaeyun
So you’re saying you’re ageless, winged, magically healed, and real.
Jeon Jaeyun
And I’m not insane.
Jaeyun laughed again... dark, disbelieving, a little broken.
Jeon Jaeyun
This is officially the weirdest day of my life.
The angel stepped closer, eyes glowing softly.
Jihyun
You weren’t dreaming.
Jihyun
You met him *softly*
The past was calling him back.
This love story is about to get messy.
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Now… let’s begin. 🖤
𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎 𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝓈𝓈𝓎.
Jaeyun dragged a hand down his face and laughed under his breath.
Jeon Jaeyun
Wow *muttered, staring*
Jeon Jaeyun
If this is a hallucination, my brain has excellent taste.
Jihyun tilted his head, eyes sparkling with amusement.
Jihyun
You humans always react like this.
Jaeyun laughed—sharp, disbelieving.
Jeon Jaeyun
Humans? Wow. So now you’re not even pretending to be normal.
Jeon Jaeyun
*pointed at him* Who are you? And don’t say ‘angel’ again. I don’t have the mental capacity for that word.
The boy straightened, smoothing imaginary wrinkles from his shirt.
Jihyun
I’m an angel. We don’t do paperwork.
Jaeyun ran a hand through his hair, pacing a few steps back, then forward again.
Jeon Jaeyun
Jihyun *repeated, testing it*
Jeon Jaeyun
This is a joke, right? Hidden cameras? A prank? Did my best friend finally lose it and hire a drama company?
Jihyun
I don’t work for a drama company. *flatly*
Jeon Jaeyun
You look like one.
Jihyun
Rude. *looked genuinely offended*
Jeon Jaeyun
Those are fake. *pointed at the wings*
Feathers stretched wide, light spilling from them like spilled gold.
Jeon Jaeyun
*stumbled back* What the—
Jihyun
Don’t call me a child *coldly*
Jihyun
And don’t insult my wings.
Jeon Jaeyun
*swallowed hard* Can I… touch them?
Jihyun
Angels cannot be touched without purpose.
Jeon Jaeyun
*frowned* But I touched you before. That night.
Jihyun looked at him really looked.
Jihyun
You carried me *quietly*
Jihyun
Not to gain something. Not out of curiosity. But to save my life.
Jihyun
When an angel is touched with pure intention *continued*
Jihyun
The human receives the thing they desire most. The thing they would destroy themselves for.
Jeon Jaeyun
*breath hitched*
Jihyun
That’s why *softly*
Jihyun
You went to the past.
Jeon Jaeyun
No. No, that’s not possible. *Shook his head*
Jeon Jaeyun
I was dreaming.
Jeon Jaeyun
Stop. *eyes burned*
Jihyun
You felt his heartbeat.
Jeon Jaeyun
STOP! *yelled, hands fisting in his hoodie*
Jihyun
If you want to change the past *evenly*
Jeon Jaeyun
*looked up sharply* Change it?
Jeon Jaeyun
…Can I save him?
Jeon Jaeyun
Can I save my appa from breaking? *whispered*
Jeon Jaeyun
From dying every day while pretending he’s alive?
Jihyun's wings rustled softly.
Jihyun
That won’t be easy.
Jihyun
You could lose everything *warned*
Jihyun
Your present. Your future. Even yourself.
Jeon Jaeyun
I don’t care *replied, eyes dark, unwavering*
Jeon Jaeyun
If I can change my dad’s life… I’m ready to lose it all.
Jihyun studied him. Not like a child. Not like a human. Like something ancient weighing a soul.
Jihyun
If you refuse, I’ll erase your memory of everything you saw.
Jeon Jaeyun
And if I accept?
Jihyun
Then you trust me *softly*
Jeon Jaeyun
*Laughed bitterly* I don’t trust angels.
Jihyun
Good. It means you’re human. *lips curved faintly*
Jaeyun looked at the sky. Thought of Jimin’s tired smiles. Jungkook’s absence. A love story that ended too soon.
Jeon Jaeyun
If this is madness *quietly*
Jeon Jaeyun
Then fine. I’ll be mad. But I won’t let this chance go.
Jeon Jaeyun
I don’t care if you’re an angel, a liar, or a curse *said, eyes dark and burning*
Jeon Jaeyun
If I can fix them—if I can save them—then I’m in.
Jihyun
Because you have to be a little insane to fight fate.
Jihyun exhaled. His wings rustled softly.
Jihyun
Then listen carefully. I won’t help you fix anything. I won’t guide you, save you, or protect you. I can only open doors.
Jeon Jaeyun
That’s enough *replied instantly*
Jihyun
I can send you to the past… or the future *continued*
Jeon Jaeyun
I don’t need more.
Jihyun
*gaze sharpened* And the price?
Jeon Jaeyun
Whatever it is. *lifted his chin*
Jihyun’s wings shifted behind him, feathers catching the light.
Jihyun
…You really are his son *murmured*
Jeon Jaeyun
*stiffened* You knew him.
Jihyun
I watched him *lightly*
Jihyun
Loved too hard. Lived too fast. Died too young. Very tragic. Very on brand.
Jaeyun stepped forward, anger sharp in his chest.
Jeon Jaeyun
Say it again and I’ll punch you.
Jihyun smiled—sharp, proud, a little cruel.
Jihyun
I like you. You’re reckless. That’s my favorite kind of human.
Jihyun
Oh *added casually*
Jeon Jaeyun
*groaned* There’s always a thing.
Jihyun
You don’t get to interfere loudly. No revealing the future. No dramatic ‘I’m your son’ moments.
Jeon Jaeyun
They’re my parents. *jaw tightened*
Jihyun
And they must fall in love on their own *said sharply*
Jihyun
Not because of you. Not because of fate manipulation.
Jeon Jaeyun
Fine. *exhaled slowly*
Jihyun
You know *said casually, inspecting his nails*
Jihyun
Most humans cry by now.
Jeon Jaeyun
I ran out of tears years ago. *Laughed under his breath*
Jihyun
That explains the attitude. *glanced at him*
Jihyun
And the tragic aura. Very dark-romance-coded.
Jeon Jaeyun
*frowned* You talk too much for someone claiming to be an angel.
Jihyun
I'm a premium angel *replied*
Jihyun
We come with personality.
Jaeyun’s lips twitched despite himself.
Jeon Jaeyun
You’re really enjoying this.
Jihyun
I've been alive for centuries...
Jihyun
Entertainment is rare. Humans risking everything for love? Classic.
Jeon Jaeyun
If I can change my dad’s fate *said quietly*
Jeon Jaeyun
I don’t care what happens to me.
Jihyun’s wings shifted behind him, feathers catching the light.
Jihyun
That’s the problem. Humans who stop caring are the most dangerous.
Jeon Jaeyun
Then send me *coldly*
Jeon Jaeyun
Before I start doubting.
He turned and pointed ahead.
A massive cliff stretched before them... so high it made Jaeyun’s stomach drop. Below it was nothing but darkness, like the ocean had swallowed the sky. Wind roared up from beneath, cold and violent.
Jeon Jaeyun
*stared* …You’re joking.
Jihyun
I don’t joke *replied flatly*
Jeon Jaeyun
You want me to jump? *laughed nervously*
Jeon Jaeyun
You’re telling me to trust an angel who looks seventeen and jump to my death?
Jeon Jaeyun
You're insane.
Jeon Jaeyun
*laughed weakly* Of course you are.
Jihyun
If you refuse *said lightly*
Jihyun
I erase everything. Me. This. The chance.
Jihyun
You’ll wake up tomorrow *added gently*
Jihyun
Still watching them suffer.
Jeon Jaeyun
*closed his eyes*
Jimin’s tired smile. Hands that trembled while pouring tea. A house that never felt full again.
Jeon Jaeyun
…I hate angels *muttered*
Jihyun
Join the club *replied*
Jeon Jaeyun
You’re enjoying this *accused*
Jihyun
*grinned* A little.
Jeon Jaeyun
*glanced sideways* If I die—
Jeon Jaeyun
That’s not comforting.
Jihyun
Decision time, dark prince.
Jeon Jaeyun
…You swear this isn’t a prank?
Jihyun
*gasped* Do I look like I prank?
Jeon Jaeyun
*took a deep breath*
Jeon Jaeyun
If this works *said, voice low and fierce*
Jeon Jaeyun
I’ll make sure they get their happy ending.
Jihyun
That’s the spirit. *eyes gleamed*
Jeon Jaeyun
*grabbed his hand* If I die, I’m haunting you.
Jihyun
Please do. I love drama.
Jaeyun stepped to the edge, knees shaking.
Jihyun
I will judge you endlessly.
Jeon Jaeyun
*exhaled sharply* Figures.
Jeon Jaeyun
*closed his eyes*
Jeon Jaeyun
YOU— *screamed as the world vanished beneath them*
Jeon Jaeyun
YOU COULD’VE WARNED ME—
Jihyun
You’ll still complain *cheerfully*
Jihyun
Humans are consistent.
Wind tore through them. Darkness swallowed everything. Jaeyun clutched Jihyun like his life depended on it.
Jeon Jaeyun
YOU—ARE—THE—WORST—ANGEL—IN—HISTORY—
Darkness swallowed everything.
Jihyun
YOU’RE VERY LOUD FOR A FUTURE HERO *shouted cheerfully*
Jeon Jaeyun
I’M FALLING THROUGH TIME—
Jihyun
Technically space too.
Pain. Weightlessness. Silence.
Jaeyun stumbled forward and caught himself.
？？？
Watch where you’re going.
Jeon Jaeyun
*grabbed his sleeve* What year is it?
The date hit him like a gunshot.
He dropped to his knees, laughing and crying at the same time.
Jeon Jaeyun
I’m here *whispered*
Jeon Jaeyun
I actually made it.
A familiar voice echoed behind him.
Jihyun
Try not to mess up the timeline in the first five minutes.
Jaeyun spun around. Jihyun hovered mid-air, arms crossed, wings out, looking extremely pleased.
Jeon Jaeyun
You’re still here *breathed*
Jihyun
Unfortunately for you *smirked*
Jihyun
I’m your guardian angel now.
Jaeyun stood slowly, fire settling in his chest.
Jeon Jaeyun
Then watch closely *said darkly*
Jeon Jaeyun
Because I’m about to save my dad.
Jihyun smiled—sharp, proud, dangerous.
Jihyun
This love story is about to get messy.
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