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Chapter 25 - The Angel Of Death: Her Last Mission //8// K.T FF

Chapter 8: Hairbrush

day IIIIIIII

human form: day 8 1/2

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So the chaotic duo had left, entering the mall. Seo woo had regretted shopping with Y/n immediately she was crazy about anything that caught her eyes.

"Oh~ what is this?" Y/n asked Seo Woo with her warm, curious eyes.

"Chapstick." Seo woo responded dryly.

"what about this?" she fangirled over something bushy.

"that's called a brush." He said trying to find the Christmas aisle.

"what about that!" she points at something with a lot of bristles.

"A brush," he responded.

"But you just said that bushy thing was a brush? How can they both be a brush? that doesn't make any-"

"One is a hairbrush you know you use to comb your hair and one is what you use to sweep the floor," he said interrupting her rant.

"oh, which one is which?" Y/n asked scratching her head. Seo woo was about to lose it but remembered the girl had amnesia. He sighed.

"The small one is a hairbrush and the other a broom is the bigger one," he said and she nodded finally shutting up. really she was thinking about how complicated the human world was.

they had finally reached the Christmas aisle. And Seo woo had thanked his lucky stars. The two had gotten busy picking decorations. and picking out presents secretly.

then the two had left.

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after hours of decorating the chaotic duo fell asleep. Y/n was sleeping on the couch peacefully while Seo woo was on the ground snoring all in one peace.

Taehyung entered his eyes wandered at the scene in front of him. His eyes went from the pink-haired figure to the flickering Christmas lights. his fists clenched but he calms himself. His eyes wandered farther into the room only to see a tree presents sitting under it. Taehyung bit his tongue and walked out from the door he came in from.

he could finally breathe. He punches the wall leaving a small dent in it. he ruffles his hair back in frustration.

then the door opened revealing a shocked y/n. she sat beside him.

"Why are you mad Taehyung?" Y/n asked she didn't understand why Taehyug was a furious lion here. Xavior aka Taehyung's demon chuckled amused secretly looking at them.

"Just leave me alone please y/n?" he asked pleadingly. he was trying to control himself he couldn't hurt Y/n no matter what it took. But Xavior would push and pull all the buttons and nerves in Taehyung to force him to his limit.

Y/n just held Taehyung's hand.

"I've always wanted to celebrate Christmas, but I never could," Y/n told Taehyung.

"everyone bragged about it,"

"but since I was a mistake, heartless, a monster I couldn't celebrate it." Taehyung couldn't believe his ears.

"they would all talk about me, pity me, fear me, and run away from me." Taehyung stared at Y/n to see any humor on her face.

"But I wanted to celebrate it because it felt warm. when the people I hated were all singing Christmas carols, it felt warm. when they were eating delicious feasts celebrating, it felt warm. when kids smiled opening their presents it felt warm, Christmas was always warm no matter how bad they treated me."

"Christmas wrapped around me and made me feel happy more than any present. but now that I am here I realized something, I was missing something. You know what I was missing?" she asked him. Taehyung just curiously tilted his head.

"You," she said smiling. her eyes were shining her aura radiated her pureness. The air got heavy around them.

Taehyung was taken back.

suddenly she got up also pulling Taehyung up. she looked at him having his consent before they walked into Christmas wonderland. he looked at her hand and sighed. he nodded giving his consent. Seo woo was up and taking pictures beside the tree.

this time he walked in with Y/n he felt more at ease.

"But can you get that disgusting tree out of my sight please?" Taehyung whined.

He was holding Y/n's hand tightly because he didn't want to totally destroy his apartment.

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Life was holding onto Xavior's hand tightly.

"Please let me see your soul just once!" Life pleaded.

Xavier shook his head pulling her away from him.

"there's no way an angel and devil can be together!" Xavier was angered by her statement.

"There's no way an angel and a human can be together either," he stated obviously talking about death. he walked in the opposite direction his back faced Life. Life wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Baekhyun, please, you have to let me see your soul. even one peep would do! I promise!" Xavior was surprised by her action but stood his ground and threw her away from her again. he quickly helped her up after finding he was too harsh on her.

"I'm only nice because the bond doesn't let me hurt you but if it didn't exist your existence would be wiped from heaven and earth," he passed his red eyes glowed.

"And I will destroy it. That's a promise, sweetheart," he said tilting his head shooting her a playful wink. he left a small peck on her forehead causing her to pass out. she fell helplessly onto his strong figure.

he wrapped his arms around her gently holding her close enough to smell her sweet scent. he carried her into his fancy car. laying her weak figure on the passenger seat.

"I'm sorry,"

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"you got me chapstick?" Taehyng looked at Y/n who was nodding excitedly. he smiled at her and nodded.

"Thanks,"

"Hey, did you really not get me anything bubblegum?" Seo woo complained whining in the background.

"oh! is this, wait, what is this?" Y/n asked.

"It's a phone," Taehyung said like it was the most normal thing in the world.

"dude," Seo woo was dying he was the only one who got nothing.

"oh, here you go!" Y/n handed him a hairbrush.

"This is an insult to the youngest chaebol in the world, but since you gave it I'll take it anyway," He pouted gladly taking the plain hairbrush.

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TBC

SORRY FOR THE LATE CHAPTER.

like I said 0 inspiration I tend to write with emotion I kind of forced this upon myself so if some parts suck it's probably on me. HOPE Y'ALL CAN FALL INLOVE WITH THE SIDE COUPLE.

my grammar is probably also very bad but, MERRY LATE CHRISTMAS.

also again I apologize for the late ass delay.

-author who needs to get a new charger

word count: 1110

(CONTENT IS NOT EDITED BECAUSE AUTHOR AS IN A RUSH SO....DON'T GET MAD?)