Hi guys it's me again! I'm back today with angel part two. I'm really fascinated with this over protective loving au. This chapters' going to be half written like the last chapter, but half written  a proper story. I've put a song at the top, if you listen to it whilst reading, i feel it makes it more emotion filled. Like a film i guess. Alright, enough from me, onto the story 

xo - rosy

Angels are precious, mine no exception.

Their wings a fragile mass of soft feathers.

his arms, legs, breakable with one small push.

Thats why i have to take care of him.

Even if that means keeping him small, delicate

maybe he wants to be less skinny, but i like him that way.

Jeno knocked on the door softly and input the small gold key into the lock. He turned it and pushed open the door. In the room lay renjun. Lying in his pink silk nightclothes, on a bed . transparent fabric draped from the roof, encasing the small boy in his own birdcage. Light streamed in from the white windows, casting a golden glow over him. He looked so precious to Jeno. Jeno slowy walked towards him, wading through hanging fabric to get to the boy.

He looked down at the bed and smiled.

' Hello angel. Did you miss me?'

Silence.

' Sit up.'

Renjun slowly sat up, eyes closed, lips pink and fluffy. nightclothes hanging off his shoulder, revealing a prominent milky collarbone. His legs crossed.

Jeno sat down on the bed, placing a bowl of shiny cherries in front of renjun.

' Please open your eyes. You haven't seen how nice these cherries look. They're red and very pretty.'

Silence.

' Eat these. Now.'

A shaky hand searched for the bowl of cherries, his hands closing round a cherry , picking it up and placing it in his mouth. Jeno smirked as the boy continued to eat the cherry, red juice staining his lips.

' Wasn't that easy. Take another.'

Renjun shook his head. Clapping his hands and placing them between his legs.

' Now.'

Renjun winced and reached out for another one, as Jenos hand rested on rennin's knee, his thumb caressing his soft skin under the silk.

angels do a lot of resting, or thats what my angel does.

are angels cold or is it just mine shivering to my touch.

but only i should feel my angel do that.

i sometimes wonder if my angel had a guardian, a mother or father at one point, but i dismiss it. 

only i should kiss him, see and touch his soft skin.

The sun was shining on Renjun's face under a floppy sunhat. Jeno had carried him outside, so he could get some fresh air.

Jeno slipped his hands under renjun's knees and picked him up from the chair.

Renjun's weak limbs flopped as Jeno carried him back inside and placed him on top of the bed. 

Renjun could tell where he was, even with his eyes closed. The rose-scented sheets had a distinct feel. 

The ageing of Renjun, haunted these sheets. 

16 to 18.

 2 years in these sheets.

 2 years of never walking,

 never speaking, 

never opening his eyes.

Renjun was brought out of thought as he felt someone lie down on the bed with him.

Renjun was frightened.

When Renjun is scared, the whole world shakes.

Jeno placed a hand on Renjun's arm.

' Please stop shaking. I'll make you warmer.'

Jeno wrapped his arms round Renjun and pulled him into his chest.

Wood and lavender perfume. That was jeno. Can be cold and harsh, but has a gentle side too.

Jeno moved his leg onto Renjun's, making it impossible for renjun to escape.

Jeno lifted Renjun's head towards his.

Jeno placed a small kiss on Renjun's soft sweet lips.

Renjun let a tear run down his cheek.

' dont cry

my angel '