c h a p t e r   12

w h a t   d o   y o u   m e a n   ?

Breathing in the fresh air Chi-Sun's lungs expand as if on automatic refill, and with the rising of her chest comes a brief sense of calm. As she breathes the image of white clouds gently floating through the baby-pink sky, calming to her thoughts, and with them the sound of song of sky-borne birds.

Smiling to herself, her wings flutter gently behind her and another pair of wings does the same next to her.

"I love early mornings up here." Darcie breathes out, closing her eyes to enjoy the only sound,  the chipping of the birds and the calm wind ruffling her wings, serenity flowing through her bones.

Chi-Sun hums in agreement, her eyes locked ahead as she gazes on the clouds, their faded color reminding her of the soft-berry lemonade she always got at her favorite cafe.

"How's the plan going with Yoongi? Are you getting anywhere?" Darcie turns her head and look at her friend, how the ice-blond hair is slightly curled, the long strands falling down her back, the color almost identical to the white feathers behind her.

Chi-Sun nods, breathing in another heave of fresh air.

"Yeah, we've been studying every day. And I've been training my ability to control my wings as well with Namjoon."

Darcie flutters her long lashes, a small smile creeping up on her pink lips.

"Are you going to check up on your mother, then?"

Chi-Sun furrow her brows at the raw question, her gaze finally moving from the scenery to Darcie. Somehow the mentioning of her mother surprises her, realizing she hadn't thought about her mother or brother for the past weeks time.

"What do you mean? I can't."

Darcie's pink lips part slightly, the firm voice of Chi surprising her to say the least. What is she talking about? Watching Chi, Darcie notices how her eyes are somehow blank, her stare empty.

"You've been studying with Yoongi and Namjoon to go to Earth, Chi. To visit your mom. That's what you told me, don't you remember?" She speaks, her voice gentle but at the same time suspicious to what happened to Chi's plan.

"Uhm. . . I'm not sure what you're saying, Darcie. I can't visit my mother." Chi-Sun shrugs her shoulders, a small unknowing smile on her lips. Darcie licks her lips, rolling them together as she keeps watching the angel beside her, how robotic her answers had been.

Just a few weeks ago, Chi had been crying on the floor of their dorm, begging for Darcie to help her, to get to her mother somehow. Seeing Chi like that broke Darcie's heart and she immediately tried thinking of ways to help her, even though she knew the powers she had would never be enough to teach her. Making her mind up, Chi-Sun had told her how she would visit her family one way or another, and Darcie had believed her within an instant as she looked into her determined eyes.

But now, it seems like Chi has given up on that.

"Why can't you visit her?" Darcie press on.

Chi furrow her brows slightly, her gaze wandering to her fiddling fingers. She runs a hand through her hair slowly.

"I don't know, actually. I just can't."

It's almost like she's been. . .

Darcie clench her jaw, grabbing ahold of Chi-Sun's warm hand and before Chi can protest, they're going back to the gates of Heaven, their wings working fast. As they land, Darcie quickly makes her wings vanish, her small feet moving across the white marble floor making an echoey sound follow her frame.

"Chi, let's meet at breakfast. I have something to take care of." Darcie turns her head swiftly, giving her confused friend a small smile — before narrowing her eyes at the suspected target that she just saw the back of, as the person heads towards the chemistry room. 

Chi-Sun's eyebrows shoot up as she watches the smaller angel, moving her way forward determined. She tilts her head to the side, a chuckle leaving her lips as she moves her hand to her forehead, making a gesture that soldiers would send to their sergeant.

"Roger that. See ya for scrambled eggs." She says, before walking in the opposite direction towards the dining hall.

Darcie doesn't even register her leaving, before she speeds up even further, her swift movements moving closer to the pair that's walking calmly next to each other.

As she comes close enough she grabs the wrist of the fair-skinned male, and pushes him up against the bricked wall behind him, her small hands pushing at his chest that's covered by a black buttoned up shirt. A small gasp leaves the companioning angel as he watches how the younger, white angel has her jaw clenched, eyes set to destroy as she gapes at his brother, but he stand by and watch silently.

"Darcie, good morning. I know I'm attractive, but at least try to seduce me before—"
The silver-haired man speaks confidently, but his words disappear as Darcie grabs him by the neck, squeezing slightly at his throat. He narrows his eyes in annoyance at the act.

"Min Yoongi, you fucking prick. . ." Darcie grits out through her teeth, feeling how a gentle hand takes ahold of her lower arm, making her turn her head and see the blue strands of hair fall down into a pair of dark-brown orbs, taking in her somehow alluring appearance.

"Jimin stop—"

Seeing an opportunity to free himself from the smaller girls grip, Yoongi grabs her smaller wrists, and throw them away from his body. Clicking his tongue, he brush off his shirt, glancing down his own body before looking at Darcie once more. Taking a step forward his grey eyes pierces through her, the anger in them evident but to his surprise the same anger lies in his opponents. 

"Darcie, what's going on?" Jimin's tender voice breaks through the thick silence, his body stepping in between the two angels, his hands grabbing the white angel by her shoulders. Darcie  breathes out, her gaze softening as it lands on Jimin.

"Oh, let me check. . . Your stupid 'bro' obviously don't know how to use his powers properly." She speaks, putting pressure on the bro part before she tries to look past Jimin once more her eyes catching Yoongi's, "You're such an fucking idiot!"

Yoongi lets out a groan from the back of his throat, running a hand through his silver-grey hair exasperated.

"Would you relax? I don't like being around annoying people in the morning — it's too early for this." He smirks at her, well-aware of the fact that Jimin can't see his expression right now, which only infuriates the white angel even more.

Darcie bites down on her lip hard, so hard that she taste blood as she once more lounges forward to get ahold of the black angel.

"Darcie, calm down!" Jimin cups her head in his hands, a thumb wiping away the blood on her lips softly, "What did he do?"

"He—"

"I simply compelled her bestie to stop wanting to go to Earth to see her mother." Yoongi's smooth voice speaks, not even a single drop of regret in it.

Jimin turns around, a small crease between his brows as he watches Yoongi in confusion.
"You did what?"

"And my question is, why in the name of God would you do that?" Darcie escapes Jimin's hold and push at Yoongi's chest once more.

Yoongi looks at Darcie, shaking his head tiredly.

"It was a dumb ass plan. She will only get hurt if she does that. Stop being ignorant, princess."

Darcie takes a step forward again bravely, one eyebrow cocked up as she watches the black angel.

"Well, all I'm asking is for you to take it back. Un-compell her or whatever. Got it?"

"And what if I don't?" Yoongi lets out a low chuckle, making Jimin sigh out wearily.

"Yoongi—"

"Then I'm sure the Arch Angels would be pleased to know what you're using your powers on. It seems like they're so fond of you anyway." Darcie puts on a wide smile, her sarcastic voice making Yoongi lose the cocky expression on his face within an instant.
Jimin looks at the smaller girl, his eyes widening for a short second, before his eyes lands on Yoongi once more.

Yoongi groans. "Fuck you."

"So. . . Do we have a deal?" Darcie's smile doesn't fade as she puts out a hand towards Yoongi, her eyes glinting with victory as she watches the fair, veiny hand reach for hers slowly.

"Deal."

Letting go of Darcie's hand quickly, Yoongi turns his back on her once again, moving his way into the chemistry room, letting out a lot of cusses on his way in there.

Chuckling to herself, Darcie also turns around feeling how her light feet and chest moves forward on the wooden floor, only to be caught by the wrist. Turning around she watches how Jimin is still standing in the hallway, a purse on his plump, glistening lips as his brown orbs drink her in. 

"Seems like we have something to discuss. Come with me to our dorms, please."

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a  /  n

new update !!
hope you liked this chapter.
once again i'm sorry for the late update. i'll try and update again tonight since i don't have anything else to do — and i enjoy writing 😌

— R