Guardian Angel (Felix)
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San catches up to the angel easily and pushes him down another hallway. “I want to know why you left her so easily. Im not mad, just curious.” He pushes Felix against the wall. “Leaving her open and free for little old me.” San hums, inhaling deeply but wrinkling once he catches scent of everyone else, almost covering your scent. “You shouldve marked her, hidden her scent from us.” He shifted closer to the blonde. “Hm Felix? Oh, do you go by Yongbok? Took up a Korean name, hm?” He crosses his arms, sharp canine revealing as he smirks. “Have you smelt her fear? Her arousal?” San purred quietly as he leaned closer
“Too scared to say anything? Should be, last time we met I almost yanked your wings out. Those pretty pure white wings. I couldve changed you into one of us. Oh so beautiful.” San watched as Felix schooled his expression and hummed. “I would never become one of you…creatures. Things.” San rose a brow, grinning. “There's the little feisty angel. My favorite little one.” He cooed as he scanned the angel.
San took a step closer, sharp nail sliding down Felix’s jaw. “Such a pretty little angel hm. Supposedly so strong, but you delivered her straight to me, on a silver platter.” He tilted Felix’s chin up, grin turning sinister. “You failed your little job.” He purred as he leaned closer. “You called for her death, her suffering. As soon as you disappeared. Covering her scent so well and keeping her protected. Something so delicious and strong.” He let his lips brush over Felix’s ear, inhaling the shiver of slight fear that shot down the angels spine. “You still have the same reaction to me as you did then.” He whispers, breath fanning against his neck.
“You still smell so delicious, almost as good as her.” San whispered, lips brushing against his neck. “I wonder why youre still such a strong angel and not fallen.” He whispers. “Are you lying to your god?” San giggled softly, sound filled with malice and teasing. “Or do you want to play that game again? Did your friend tell you what was inevitably going to happen. The one that always stops us. Kino was it?” Felix shivered, the grin on San’s lips spreading. “You DO want to play dont you? Is he going to be able to stop me this time?”
Felix pushed him away, shaking his head as if to shake off the effect San had. “Stop doing that.” San took a few steps back, grinning as he leaned against the wall behind him, a leg crossing over the other. “Its lovely that i can still take you under like that.” San tilted his head back, focusing in on Felix’s scent.
“I can still smell me on you.”
“If only Y/n knew.” He looked back at the other, sky blue eyes meeting red. “So tell me, Felix. Why did you step away from that?” Felix narrowed his eyes. “Why should i tell you?” He hissed, a soft white hue radiating off him. “Oh? Are you getting mad little angel?” San stood up straight, excitement filling his body. “Oh i love this, its been so long since ive had this much fun. Are you going to let me eat you up? We both know you might be the strongest angel, but ill tear those pretty white wings from your back this time.”
Felix clenched his fists, the white aura getting stronger. “Im not going to tell you anything you monster.” San placed a hand against his chest, feigning hurt at the word. “Oh how you hurt me so.” He mocked, walking closer til he was a step away. He knew the white aura would burn him the slightest bit if he got too close. “Lets play angel.” San scanned the other. “Oh this is all too fitting. Dressed, not even dressed as, but wearing your true form?” He could barely contain the excitement. “Play with me, like we used to.” Felix could only use the aura as protection along as he could. “Im not playing with you San.”
San mocked a pout. “What, still scared of the hundred year difference between us? You werent so scared when i had my-”
“Stop!” Felix growled. “Yes, bring it out more, the little bit of me i left to corrupt you.” San gasped, mockingly. “Did you leave her because you knew i was coming? Running away from the creature in the dark?” He giggled. “You couldnt stop her from drawing that board, summoning one of us. Even drunk she was delicious.” San rose a brow. “Should i go get her? Show you everything ive done? Snatched her up the fastest i could.”
San twitched, itching to reach out towards the angel and pull him close again. “She isnt going with you anymore. She is going to come down with me once its her time.” Felix tensed. “She is going to love me, be mine forever and she wont be able to step anywhere near that lovely staircase you protect yourself on.”
Felix glared, reaching out to wrap a hand around San’s throat. “Youve said too much, you never shut up, its always annoyed me.” San snarled at the pain of the burning on his neck. “And you always get what you want, always pressing my buttons. Im really tired of it.” San grinned, eyes shining, watching the angel inching towards the edge of the rope they always walk. “Yeah? Are you going to try and kill me?” Felix dug nails into the sides of San’s neck, palm barely pressing against his windpipe.
Thats what always made Felix weak, the small hope that San would return to what he once was. Never wanting to kill or hurt him too much. “Oh sweetheart.” San purred, taking Felix’s other hand and lacing them together. “That affection and hope you have for me will be your downfall.” San’s hand shot out, ignoring the small amount of pain as he gripped Felix’s throat, pushing him back against the wall, a maniacal glint in his eyes. Pinning his other hand by his head, slowly tightening his grip on Felix’s neck. “Drop it.” San watched the white glow slowly fade and he grinned widely, fingers tingling as he pressed his forehead against Felix’s own before he pouts as Felix goes limp. “Giving up already?” San pulled away, a sharp nail gliding up his neck to under Felix's chin.
“Until next time Felix. I will get you to tell me, but i have a feeling it might be because of that little one in the kitchen talking to my little doll.”
San wanders back into the kitchen, sliding beside you as he buries his face in your neck, inhaling the scent, even as you flinch. “Hi doll.” You glanced back at him, furrowing your brows. ”Did you leave?” He nodded, pulling away from his spot. “I had to…take care of something.” You narrowed your eyes. “Did you scare away Yongbok?” You crossed your arms, cocking a brow. “How long have you known Minho.” You squinted at the question, unsure if you should release that information. “Quite a few years. Why?” He hums, hand gripping your hip as he watches Minho talk to someone he doesnt recognize. “No reason.” You huff and he pulls away, backing up to Wooyoungs side.
“Even with provocation he wont spill." Its San leaning to Wooyoung. “It is Felix. It takes for then that...sorry San.” Wooyoung sighs, eyes glancing towards the other. You turn around, not hearing the whispered words between them. You catch sight of the burn marks on San’s neck. “Are those burn marks or hickies?” He hums, shrugs. “Up to you to choose what you want to think.”
You huff before sighing heavily. “Am i able to go chat and interact with my friends or will you follow me everywhere?” San crosses his arms before waving you off. “I’ll know where you are.” You raise a brow, grinning faintly. “I can always summon you as well.” He nods, waving you off as you skip off to find Hyunjin.
You wont lie and say youve never had a crush on the taller male. His dance style was different then Minho’s. While Minho was smooth and made it seem easy, seeming like he put no effort in. Beautiful yet hypnotizing. There was a reason Minho was on a scholarship. Hyunjin was just as good but put more strength into his moves, always using indecent facial expressions when he did. You often teased him about it, liking the red that crept up on his neck to the tips of his ears. You took to teasing Hyunjin when Minho was around, Minho usually joined in.
You've known Minho since you were in middle school, Hyunjin only joined as you both entered college. He was the adorable under classman that you and Minho had both taken under your wing. Youve done a lot for Hyunjin. Protecting him from the girls that were mostly focused on his looks, you were the only one that he came to when he was down, engulfed in the headspace that no one knew who he really was, only focused on his looks. You would hug him, rubbing his back and sighing. "They only see a pretty face and thats where it stops. You're pretty Jin, thats all they notice. But im happy youre making more friends during classes." You whispered, smiling as he sniffled. "Yeah, Yeonjun is funny, his friends are really funny too." You smiled up at him, ruffling his hair. But that was a few years ago. He had more friends now, Minho always teasing him, poking at him and introducing him to Jisung. Minho thought that was a mistake at first with how they had clashed.
San watched as you skipped off, huffing. “What do we do with Felix and Minho?” He murmurs, tonguing his fang. Wooyoung huffed. “I dont know Sannie.” San huffed. “Should we talk to Pride and Greed?” San frowned at Wooyoung’s words. Did he want to get Seonghwa back involved, and then bother Hongjoong about it? Hongjoong was one of 1 of the remaining 4 that havent met you. He didnt seem in a hurry, neither did Sloth, Wrath or Agony. He scratched the back of his neck, stumped for once.
Wooyoung crossed his arms, thinking of how the last fight between San and Felix ended. San looked to be on the winning side, just barely. Setting fire to a piece of Felix’s wing while the angel had burned pieces of San as well. Its how San found out the white hue that surrounds Felix sometimes pains him the slightest bit. Slowing down the healing process as well. Wooyoung falls further into the memory, chewing on the corner of his lips. Both boys had come out of the fight in tatters. San’s stilettos broke and his tail burned a bit, rips in the skin tight black pants and his black wings, his beautiful black wings have a tinge of white on that. That horrible ‘pure’ colour as humans called it. Everywhere Felix had touched was a piece of white on San.
San relied on seduction but he was the strongest as well. Thankfully his seduction worked more than he thought on the angel. Hypnotizing and inserting memories, leaving marks and his scent all over the other. Wooyoung remembered the ounce of annoyance when he arrived and found Kino already onsite, trying to heal Felix the best he could while San stood in front of them, arms crossed and glaring down at the angel. Wooyoung was already on Kino, pinning him down and going to reach for the halo over his head before Kino had moved, flipping Wooyoung onto his back, lifting his hand to have a golden bar across his waist, a soft glow to it.
“Oh you fucking angel.” He had hissed at him, seething as he tried to touch it, growling at the slight pain. When they both glanced over at the sound of rubble moving, San and Felix were gone.
Thats the last of what Wooyoung remembers seeing about the fight. San leaned against the counter, holding a cup of water as he thought. “Hmm, it was so lovely Woo. Seeing him on his knees and submitting to me of all people? Not his little god.” He purred, chest rumbling the littlest bit as he recalled the moments after. “Seeing him bloody and burned wings. I almost managed to get a wing out.” He cooed as he moved, caging in Wooyoung against the counter. “My little snake.” He murmured against Wooyoungs neck. “Will you keep me occupied while my little human is roaming around?” Wooyoung tilted his head back, already knowing better then to reject the other. “Show me more.” He whispered, digging through San’s memories. Wooyoung was always the smallest bit better about memories and mind control. Planting memories or removing them, numbing an emotion to a certain memory.
San hummed against his neck. “Alright.” San was always the weakest for Wooyoung. San opened his mind, focusing on that moment as he buried his face in Wooyoung’s neck. Said male's eyes went foggy as he was sucked into the moment. Watching as San tainted the angel to the best of his ability, corrupting him and teasing him, snickering. Wooyoung tilted his head as he watched San lean down into Felix’s ear, whispering something. Felix’s reaction was quick, falling onto his back and eyes clenching shut. “Come on angel.” San had murmured when he pulled back. “Give in to it.” Wooyoung could tell the other was getting impatient, wanting the angel to fall, be under his command. “Never.” Felix had choked out, shaking a bit as San moved his knee. “So close to it Felix, just give in to me.” San giggled as he pressed his palm against Felix’s lower abdomen, thumbing the pants angels wore. His other hand burning off one of the many eyes on Felix’s wings. “Come on Lix.” He purred, watching in delight as the angel jerked, the front of his pants became wet. “There you go angel, all for me, my little angel.” Felix shot up from his position and that was where San ended the memory.
A pout grew on Wooyoungs lips as he was thrusted back into the present. “It ended with me feeding. God he tasted so good too.” San murmured. “So sweet and..” San had to hold back a moan. “I just need to find a way to get him to come to me, or to my doll and tell her why he left.” San pulled away. He hummed before turning back to search for you. “We cant let her have too much fun Hm?” San followed his nose, letting your scent lead him to where you were dancing with two others. Minho and one they dont recognize. What made San’s eye twitch was how close Minho was, hips pressed against yours as your arms were thrown over his neck, the unknown male's hands on your hips as he guided your hips to sway to the song, lips against your neck. Minho caught his eyes, smirking as he placed his lips on the other side of your neck.
Maybe he was a normal demon? San raised a brow as Minho’s hands slid to your lower back. San had to muffle a growl as he walked closer, pulling Minho away from you, jerking him back as your eyes opened at the sudden cold breeze against you. “San? Why?” You pouted, the pink in your cheeks telling the others you were a bit more than tipsy along with your slurred speech. You kept moving with Hyunjin, almost on autopilot. Wooyoung watched Minho’s eyes flickered purple and he prevented a gasp from escaping his lips. Of course Minho knew what they were, he was an Drude. He was under Sloth.. Minho thrived off nightmares, came in and fed off nightmares and dreams, loved causing them, turning the sweetest of dreams into the most horrifying dreams. Ones that you shot up in horror, drenched in sweat and on the verge of tears, and he was cocky about it, good at his job. Mastered the art of seduction as well.
Maybe they shouldve gotten Sloth involved, have him control his beings. San huffed, glaring at the other before grabbing you out of the hold of the other male. “Who is this?” You stumbled into San’s chest, a smirk fighting its way onto his lips. “This is Hyunjiiiin. ISnt he pretty?” San rolls his eyes. “Hes almost…almost Seonghwa pretty!” Sans lip curls into a snarl at the name. Hyunjin steps back, raising a brow. “Thank you Y/n. I am Hyunjin, nice to meet you??”
“San.” Is the curt reply and Hyunjin hums. “Nice to meet you San, i havent seen you on campus before.” San nods. “You wont. Im just…visiting.” Hyunjin furrowed his brows. “Anyways we were just leaving. '' Hyunjin frowned. “But you guys just got here?” You chirped your agreement with Hyunjin. “Yeah!” Hyunjin smiled fondly at you. “Maybe we should get you some water.” He nodded as Minho arrived with water. You dont remember him leaving but now you have water, you frown. “But i dont want water.” Hyunjin pursed his lips but Minho snickered, a lie wouldn't hurt you. “Its vodka and sprite.” You gasped, happily taking the cup and drinking from it.
San sighed, sitting back on the couch, red eyes locked on your form as you swayed in Hyunjins grip. “I think you should sit down and keep drinking that.” He murmured as he guided you to the couch, helping you sit down slowly next to San. San needs to get more information about Drude’s. They were rare, few and far between. Maybe he should go see Sloth and see if he knows anything more about them. San knows they originated from southern Germany. He knows human books or bibles might not tell him much. He wrapped his arm around your shoulder, letting you almost fall into his side, his natural body heat making you drowsy. Hyunjin glanced at San. “Take care of her.” San rose a brow, pulling you more into his side. “Of course i will.” Hyunjin nodded, seemingly satisfied before walking away.
“Since when did you run this warm?” You mumbled into his shirt, head pressing against his shoulder. “I always have doll.” You hum quietly before turning and throwing your legs over Sans lap, barely noticing Wooyoung sitting next to him. “Woo…” He rose a brow, looking from you to San a few times, searching to see if there was any jealousy in San’s gaze. Nothing. The corner of Wooyoungs lips twitched. “Are you willing to share?” San weighed his options, head tilting side to side. “Not the way you want.” Wooyoung pouted deeply, crossing his arms. “But that doesnt mean i wont let you try and seduce her, get me to feed off her.” He hummed as Wooyoung’s eyes brightened, the grin returning to his lips. “Thats the only sharing im ok with. Shes mine, body and soul.” San murmured, facing you but talking to Wooyoung. “Do you want to sleep doll?”
You shook your head, brows furrowed as the motion made the world spin as well as your stomach. You groaned softly. “That made me feel like shit.” San snickered, Wooyoung joining in. “Maybe you shouldnt have done that.” You shot a glare at the green eyed boy. “No shit sherlock.” His brow raised, the corner of his lips quirking into a smirk. “Princess has language when she is drunk.” Wooyoung snickers, dodging when you tried to flick him.
“I should find Hyunjin again. Didnt i just disappear from him?” You furrowed your brows, frowning a bit. Thinking hurt. “That hurt.” You muttered, groaning as San’s snickers shook his chest a bit. “Youre going to have such a bad hangover tomorrow doll.” He murmured into your hair. “I need to find Minhyuk!!” You sat up, eyesight going blurry for a moment before you shuffled to get onto your feet. “Need to find Minhyuk then Hyunjin.” You mumbled. “Oooh, Minho too.” San frowned, narrowing his eyes at the name. “We should get sloth here.” He whispered to Wooyoung, the music pulsing through his chest as he kept a sharp eye on your figure, wobbling towards where he saw Minhyuk.
He had no worries about him. Minhyuk was a clueless human like everyone else here. Hyunjin also didnt give off the smell of anything other than human. He is also a clueless human. San turns his head towards Wooyoung. “Did you get information on her Ex?” Wooyoung hummed. “Human, probably going under Pride’s ruling. San nodded, humming quietly. “Noted.” He let his gaze trail from your figure once you reached Minhyuk. “I hope Pride really kicks his ass.” San turned his head and let a sharp nail glide under Wooyoung’s chin. “Felix is here, but i dont know what or why he left or what hes doing. But i feel like its something to do with Minho.” Wooyoung nodded, brushing off San’s hand.
“We have to somehow get Felix to tell us…” San trailed off, looking at the people absentmindedly. He chews on his lip, humming quietly. “I could get him under me again.” He murmured, scanning his nails. “See if he would fall for it again.” San’s lips pulled into a smirk as he turned to Wooyoung. “Or we can see if Y/n can get him to slip up.Or even Minho.” He snarled at the thought. “I dont want her anywhere near him, but if it gives us an idea.” He trailed off, eyes locking back on you as you wrapped your arm around Hyunjin’s arm. When you had found him is unknown, but with the amount of weight you were leaning against him made Hyunjin smile softly, arm around you to keep you upright while you both spoke to Minhyuk.
“She will probably regret this in the morning.” Wooyoung grinned, leaning back into the couch. "Oh she definitely will."
