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Wings | C.S + J.WY

Summary: You happen to be the only person who can make your way through both Heaven and Hell. They were two very different places that had two very different people. The boy with the pitch black wings and the boy with the whitest wings you’ve ever seen. It’s all fun and games until you start to notice the boy with the white wings slowly turning darker every time you see him.

Pairing: San X Fem!Reader X Wooyoung

Genre: Smut and fluff

Word count: 20k??? Maybe???? (Currently 1.9k) (this is only a 1.1k selection)

Smut Warning: Dom!San, Switch!Reader, Sub!Wooyoung Corruption kink, lots of dirty talk and teasing, and more I haven’t thought of

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The concept of heaven and hell was a lot more complex than anyone can really comprehend.

Heaven was filled with beautiful angels with even prettier white wings. Hell was filled with what you would call demons with the largest pitch black wings you’ll ever see.

The contrast was night and day. Completely different. So how did you end up with gray wings? Well… Your mother and father had been complete opposites. Your father was one of the best guardian angels there were and your mother was the slyest demon in hell. Somehow they ended up together and boom, here you are.

Your wings are completely different from pretty much anybody’s in both places which made you a walking target, but you did have access to either place which was very… interesting to say the least.

Yeah you had friends in both places but like you would assume, the angels are a lot more cautious when being around you. Let’s just say, they don’t really trust you. Which is totally fair because you are in fact a demon in heaven.

There was a particular boy who always caught your attention. His name is Wooyoung. His wings are probably the whitest in all of heaven, he has a blinding smile that even makes you feel warm on the inside, and his hair is a bright silver that contrasts among the other angels who had dark hair.

You could say that you had a slight crush on him without ever speaking to him even once. Even though you’re a demon you still have feelings contrary to everyone’s beliefs.

You got the feeling that if you were to speak to him, he would immediately run in the opposite direction.

To Wooyoung he thought you were the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen, angel or demon he didn’t care. Yeah, you scare the absolute shit out of him but he is highly attracted to you.

Wooyoung loves your wings. He loves how they’re different from everyones. He’s heard the story of your parents and he commends your father on the courage he must’ve had to speak to your mother much less do things that are completely dirty and impure.

Wooyoung loves your soft features that completely contrasts your demeanor. Your eyes are soft and inviting, your soft button nose looks totally boopable, your slightly chubby cheeks that makes him want to squeeze them, and your pretty pink lips that look really soft.

Wooyoung knows that associating himself with you could completely ruin his reputation and career and that is the only thing ringing through his mind as you walk up to him.

“Hello, angel.” Your voice is dripping with honey, so gentle and sweet. Wooyoung only smiles softly as he avoids eye contact with you.

“What’s your name, pretty boy?” Of course you know his name, you just didn’t wanna scare him off completely.

Wooyoung opens and closes his mouth like a fish making you cock an eyebrow up at him, “Do I make you nervous angel?”

“Wooyoung…” You smirk at the angel and put your hand out, “Wooyoung… cute. Y/n.”

Wooyoung cautiously takes your hand in his and shakes it. The two of you make eye contact and he quickly away with a gasp as if you shocked him.

You look at Wooyoung with a surprised face, “What?” Wooyoung shakes his head and looks away with red cheeks.

You knew what happened and you knew what he saw. When you touch someone’s hands you have the ability to see their dirtiest thoughts and fantasies, all you have to do is make eye contact with them to actually see it.

The vision flashed through both of your eyes pulling two completely different reactions. Wooyoung got flustered and embarrassed while you tried your best to pretend nothing happened. You just try to save Wooyoung from the embarrassment because honestly, even you are a little bit surprised.

“I-I should get back to work…” You nod and hop onto the counter Wooyoung was standing at. Your eyes flash sparkles of red while you eye Wooyoung, “Mind if I watch?”

Wooyoung looks at you with an unsure expression “I dunno if that’s a good idea…” you smile softly at Wooyoung making his cheeks flush pink, “Just- Just don’t break anything.”

Wooyoung feels your heavy gaze as you watch him work. He is beyond nervous. It was like you were hunting your prey and the prey was him.

Your mind keeps going back to what you saw earlier. You’ve never seen an angel so pure with a thought just the opposite. You close your eyes for a split second and you see the image again.

Wooyoung’s back was arched underneath you as you touched him. Your hand was pumping his pretty cock while your other hand was lightly playing with his nipples.

When you open your eyes Wooyoung is standing next to you. You bite your lip as you run a delicate finger over the edge of his pretty wings, “Tell me angel… how do you look so pure and innocent? And your wings, so pretty… so white.”

Wooyoung knew what you were doing but that didn’t stop his cheeks from turning even darker. He honestly would’ve thought you were a succubus if he didn’t already know who you were.

“I-I don’t… Yours still have white. You’re still an angel…” Wooyoung’s eyes are glued to the floor as he doesn’t allow himself to make eye contact.

You cock your head to the side, “Don’t kid yourself, angel. We both know I’m not a pure innocent angel… but neither are you. Am I right?”

Wooyoung shook his head, “Y-Yes I am… Wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t.”

You run a finger across Wooyoung’s jaw, “You’re right angel, but they can’t see what I can see.” You knew he knew what you were talking about. As you ran your hand down Wooyoung’s arm you felt goosebumps being left in its path.

Wooyoung’s eyes shut as you thread your fingers with his, “Open your eyes angel… Show me what you want.”

Wooyoung immediately obeys. It was like you’re controlling Wooyoung but he would be a fool to say you weren’t right. With your free hand, you grip onto Wooyoung’s chin before your eyes meet his.