plotted starter ! ! - LUCIFER @byeoljari
jaehyun closed his eyes as he basked in the sunlight slipping through the curtains. the song mansion was empty of life aside from him and the robots wandering about in their cleaning duties. ninety days had passed already, each as boring and lonely as the ones before.
in spite of spending most of the day with the books his father had left behind, jaehyun was nowhere near to understanding how the angelic grace worked or how it was able to mess with reality molecules in ways that seemed magical. while he had been aware that this task would take a lot of time, jaehyun never imagined that he would still be mostly in the blank at this point.
he sighed, pursing his lips as he stared at the books for a long moment. the calmness of the atmosphere changed then. he got up and threw everything on top of his desk to the floor in an outburst. out of patience, jaehyun ran a hand through messed locks of dark hair.
❝ i need fresh air, ❞ he sighed, huffing.
throwing one last dirty look at the offending items discarded, he took his jacket and left the mansion with an anxious heart. almost as soon as he was in contact with nature, his bad mood began to dissipate. outside, the birds chirped and the morning breeze was cold against his skin.
not for the first time, jaehyun wondered if maybe his angelic genes had anything to do with the sense of peace he found in the woods. these trails in the forest were part of the highlights of dropping the city life and they had been so since he was a child. most of his memories from those times took place here and form what he remembered, his father had been the same.
just as he was reaching a stream and already far from the mansion, jaehyun’s steps came to a halt. the environment was different. there were no more noises around him and something felt odd. the small hairs at the back of his nape were standing up and he could feel a different sort of energy crackling around. his heart sunk then with fear, thinking maybe michael’s soldiers had finally caught up with him.
ready to bolt, he took notice of a lone figure nearby. the man wasn’t dressed like the soldiers of heaven jaehyun had encountered, but he knew by now that such a thing was no guarantee no matter how slim-build the other may seem. still, he was drawn to this energy.
jaehyun took a step forward. his right hand curled around the angel blade that had been his ultimate savior in the last year and he let out a small breath. ❝ hey, ❞ he called the other’s attention. ❝ are you looking for something? ❞
