Xian's POV

As soon as Jun leaves, I start feeling more alone than I have felt in a long time.

Jun, why did you say that you would be okay with me holding someone else... Touching someone else... Kissing someone else?

Jun, am I just a kid... just a charge...just a duty to you? 

I close my eyes, trying to stop my tears from escaping.

Mother, why did you abandon me?

Mother, if I would have never met Jun, don't you think I would have been happy now? 

My chest feels heavy and my breaths become shallow.

Panic attack! 

No. I can't afford to have it now. I try to distract myself. I try to concentrate on my breathing and think of how Jun had acted around me; I think of how he had teased me and kissed the corner of my mouth.

I close my eyes once again and I remember how flushed Jun had looked when he had opened his door with nothing but a towel around his waist.

I know that look. I have seen it many times. It's exactly how I look, standing in front of the mirror after I have...

Jun, were you really taking a shower then? 

Lying is a sin, Jun.

You should know it, you are an Archangel, after all. 

I smile. Whether I am feeling relieved or happy or both, I am not sure. All I know is that I am not sad anymore.

I sigh and pull myself out of the bed. My head feels heavy and I sway on the spot. I realize that Jun was right. Maybe what I need to do is rest.

I lie back down, and sleep takes me.

When I open my eyes, I am not in my bed. 

I find myself in a huge hall, with dark floors and a red ceiling. The floor beneath my bare feet is warm, almost hot. It doesn't bother me though, I feel right at home. 

I look to my side where on a giant throne, sits a man, a gorgeous man with piercings eyes and menacing smirk. 

"Never thought you'd do it, Didi." The handsome man with penetrating eyes chortles. 

I follow his line of sight and see a man lying in front of him. He is bloodied and bruised. 

The man looks up and my heart freezes. 

Jun! 

I try to run to him, but a firm hand on my shoulder stops me, "Xian, you can't." The man tells me. 

I shrug his hand off, "Did you do it? Did you hurt him?"

The man who is oozing confidence, looks at me, and shakes his head, "Xian, is that what you think?" He asks, fringing disbelief.

I look at him questioningly and a moment later, he starts laughing. 

"Answer me!" I bite out, but he continues to laugh.

Why? 

What are you laughing at? 

What did you do, Jun? 

I want to ask him, but I feel my throat closing up. I move my mouth, but no sound leaves it. 

I feel anger bubble inside my heart and I lunge at him, intending to kill him. 

He keeps laughing. 

"You have no power over me, boy." He teases and continues to chortle when my arms pass through him. Exactly like it had happened in my previous nightmare. Nightmare where Jun had lost his wings. 

'I am dreaming... Yes that's it... Jun is okay... We are okay... Nothing can hurt my Jun... I will never let anyone hurt him.' I reassure myself and close my eyes. 

When I open my eyes, I can still feel those piercing eyes on me, but luckily, I am back in my bed. 

I sit up a little too fast, and my head spins.

"Jun." I try to call out. I need to know that he is alright. That he is with me.

I call for Jun once again and that is when I realize that my throat is dry, and my voice, barely a whisper.

'Might as well get out of bed.' I decide, before getting out of bed and making my way to the kitchen.

When I enter the kitchen, it feels like I have entered a war zone. A war zone where shells of eggs have attacked the defenseless butter packets and cups of flour, while an unsuspecting tin of Hershey's dark cocoa powder and a bottle of chocolate syrup look on.

I shake my head and can't help but smile. I look for the culprit and find him in a conspicuous corner scrubbing away at something.

I walk over to him and peek from a distance. The countertop that Jun is cleaning looks brand new.

How long has he been scrubbing it?

A voiceless chuckle leaves my throat, and I am reminded of my reason for coming to the kitchen.

Without disturbing him, I walk over to the kitchen counter, where I find an almost unharmed bottle of water, and drink my fill.

My eyes once again take in my messy surroundings before landing in Jun's muscular back.

The way his back muscles move has me mesmerized, and my mind drifts.

Jun, if only you could hear my heart's desires, the way you hear it beat...

I blush and enjoy the play of his back muscles for a few more seconds before I feel my stomach grumble at the faint vanilla chocolate fragrance that assaults my senses.

I follow my nose and find myself standing next to what is probably a chocolate cake on the dining table.

Jun, did you do this for me? 

My heart flutters, making me feel all warm inside. Without realizing what I am doing, I tap on Jun's shoulder.

He turns, "Xian!" he exclaims.

Time slows down as his hand hits a bag of flour sitting dangerously close to the edge of the countertop and topples over, landing on the already messy floor with a thud.

"Yankees!" He blurts out, and I can't help but laugh.

His eyes get a dazed look before he smiles.

It's beautiful, like always.

I point at the cake and tell him that it looks like he has worked hard. I can tell that he is not proud of it.

Well I am. I am happy and proud.

"Let me be the judge of that, "I tell him, "After all, it's mine," I say, before leaning in and taking a whiff of the cake dramatically.

"Beautiful." I announce, looking at the baker who holds my heart, "Unearthly." I tease, looking at the red full lips that I want to claim.

"Mn?" He cocks his head letting me know that I am not getting through to him at all.

"Mine." I add, swiping my finger over the cake that would win all baking competitions if I was to judge them, and with my eyes glued to his lips I lick the frosting off my finger slowly... teasing...before concluding, "All mine."

He gasps and steps back and trips on something, and before I can stop him, he falls to the floor.

"Ah!" He lets out a small surprised yelp and sits up.

I chuckle and offer my hand to help him up, "Jun, looks like you need to be taken care of, more than me."

He shakes his head as if cursing himself internally for displaying clumsiness in front of me.

"Thank you, birthday boy," He says before smiling sweetly and taking my offered hand pulling himself up.

He looks at the cake and shakes his head, "I was going to bring you out after cleaning the mess and making it look presentable."

I snort, "Jun, if I would have waited for you to come get me, my birthday would have been over." I sweep my eyes over his flour-covered T-shirt and hair which now look grey instead of back, and step into his personal space.

He tries to step away but I am quicker. I hold his wrist, "Stay still." I command, and he complies.

I twirl my fingers around a few strands of his now salt pepper hair and pull out a piece of eggshell, "I wonder if I search some more... would I also find a chick in there somewhere." I tease again.

The edges of his mouth lift slightly before he schools his features into a solemn expression. He sighs, "Now that you have already tasted it, do you still want to light a candle and make a wish?"

"Light a candle for me, Jun." I request, and he obliges.

He hands me a knife after placing a candle in the middle of the cake, "Make a wish."

"I will, but first I need to know if this wish will be taken out of the four you promised me last night?" I enquire.

A deep throaty laugh leaves him and bathes me in pure angelic light. I can't help but smile.

He ruffles my hair, "Someone's being greedy."

I fringe mock hurt, "How dare you call me greedy?"

"A Xian, " He whispers bringing his face close to mine and lifting my face with a finger under my chin. 

Our eyes meet for a moment before his gaze drops lower, "Greed... is a sin." He finishes and I can feel the heat from his gaze, on my lips.

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