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He's just an adorable ball of Fluff. This week I'll be writing one shots It will have a smut alternate ending which will be after the fluff section and will have a Pic warning for those who do not want to read it. You do not have to read it because it does not add anything to the story. Welp I hope you enjoying this one shot. He's a fallen angel and your the girl that makes him feel like he found heaven again. Enjoy reading.
Mark's POV I once was a guardian angel entrusted with charges to guide and protect them through their days. I did an excellent job of being a guradian until one day she happened. I don't remember what she looks like, but what from Yugi has told me I fell because I admired her grace. I saved her one day and revealed my true nature to her. Then I started to spend more time with her and neglecting my other charges. That was when I made the decision to fall from heaven to be with her. To feel her grace and love. I wasn't the first to fall I actually was the third. I didn’t realize that by giving up my charges I would not remember what they look like. What I do remember are personalities and mannerisms of each of my past charges. I also get a tingling sensation up my wings when I meet a charge that was once mine. My feather ruffles and bells ring in my mind. When I fell I landed in California first. Then I saw an audition for a major entertainment company. I auditioned for it in hopes to use my looks, musical skills, and athletic ability to become famous and meet more people in hopes of finding the girl full of grace. By chance but if I learned anything nothing is by chance, God still loves us and has a plan for us; I ended up at the same company as my brothers Jaebum and Junior. Soon we were also joined one after another by our other brothers, Jackson, Youngjae, Bam Bam, Yugyeom. Yugyeom is now human. He gave his very essence to save a girl he fell in love with her on earth. He fell not because of a girl but because he missed us his brothers. Now with him being human and finding love it gives us all the hope God will reveal the ones we fell out of heaven for and he has a greater plan for us. Months passed and my smiles grew wider with every fan meet because I met more of my charges. My feathers would ruffle with an intense sensation. But sadly I did not feel her here. I ask Yugi each time if she is the one because he remembers what each of our charges look like. He smiles sadly every time. Then one day I was out walking Coco when my feathers ruffled and electricity ran through my body as a girl pass singing a beautiful song that I'm sure I heard before it. It was in English. Her mannerisms remind me of the girl I loved. The way she moves is so elegant and graceful like a ballerina. At that thought my feathers get more intense. I just remembered she was a dancer that I saved once before. As I was lost in thought I dropped Coco's leash and she ran up to the girl. I ran calling out for Coco. The girl gracefully bent down and picker her up. "Is she your dog? She's so cute." The girl's smile was like the sun lighting up everything on the inside of me. I return the smile. "Yes she is my dog. She's not as cute as you." I just can not believe I said that. A blush rises to my cheeks and hers as well. "Ah-ah Th-thank you for the compliment," she stutters. "I'm Mark and you are?" "I'm (y/n). Are you sure we never met before? You seem vaguely familiar?" "I was thinking the same way. Well can we exchange numbers. I really would like to continue this conversation but I need to head back with Coco or my brothers will worry." She hands me a phone. "I would like that. I usually don't give my number but everything inside me screams I know you from somewhere and that I am safe with you." I smile at her. We part ways. I get back to the dorm and wait to interrogate Yugyeom. When I explained what the girl looked liked and how I felt his smile brightens. "I think she may be the one. I won't know for sure until I meet her," he says to me. Over the course of the next couple of months I exchanged numerous texts with her. I also helped with volunteering at the hospital with her putting on musicals for sick children. She danced quite well. She said she once was in a fatal car accident but was saved by an angel she vaguely remembers. She stated he would sit with her in the hospital singing and dancing for her. I smiled. She stated that after that she went through major physical therapy to walk again and was surprised she could dance again as well. Ballet became a life line and more so when she started mixing music and singing to it. It was then she decided she wanted to give back to patients especially children at the hospital a sense of peace, hope and happiness like she felt by the angel boy she vaguely remembers. That night I went home and dreamt of her but it was a memory. God came, "Yes my child she is the one you've been searching for. You can not reveal who you are to her yet. One day the time will come when you will be needed to protect her and act as her guardian Angel once more. When that happens she will remember who you are. At that moment you will become a human and walk in my grace once more still doing the work you love and the path I set you upon with her work to. Bringing joy, happiness, and hopes to others. I love you Son." I woke with tears in my eyes. It has been so long since I heard his voice.
Your POV Mark and I have been dating for weeks. I feel as I have loved him for a long time. So familiar in the back of my memories. He is walking with me in the rain on our way to perform for some children at an orphanage. I start dancing in the rain and let go of his hand. Enjoying the light drizzle. I look at him and smile. I start twirling when I slip and fall back into oncoming traffic. I never seen someone move so fast, gracefully, and elegantly like Mark except that Angel. He wraps his arms around me and protects me as a car crashes right into us. I am in his arms looking at his face. I reach up and touch his face. "Why didn't you tell me you were my Angel?" He smiles down at me and presses a kiss to my lips and then collapses on top of me. People call an ambulance. I take his phone and call Jackson in his phone. "Hello, are you Mark's brother. He was in an accident and taken to the hospital. Please meet us there." I hung up without an answer. I am outside the surgery doors. 6 good looking boys come up to me. I am crying silently. Someone rubs my back. "I'm Jackson the one you call. What happened can you tell us. All we know is he is not an Angel anymore." "He moved so fast and wrapped me up in his arms. He saved me from being run over once more. I know he use to be my guardian Angel. He didn't even think twice about using his body to stop that car." "That explains why there are feathers all in your hair. He used his wings and they became severed and crushed protecting both your bodies. He would do anything to protect the one he loves." Jackson explains. Just then a doctor comes out. "For Mark Taun?" We all look at him. "He had severe damage to his liver and needed surgery, a rib punctured it. He was very lucky. He will be transferred shortly to a room." About 20 minutes later I am in his room holding his hand. "Silly Angel, its my turn to protect and take care of you." I place a kiss on his forehead. His eyes flutter open, and he smiles sheepishly at me. He pulls me down to lay next to him. "Sorry our performance got delayed," he jokes and grimaces in pain from laughing. "Hush we can reschedule once you are better." We go back to sleep. He was in the hospital for a week. Then released to go home. Over the next few weeks I sang and dance for him in his room. "You are always so graceful like a gazelle (y/n)." "I learned from you. So next week will be our orphanage performance of Romeo and Juliet. Are you up for it?" He nods his head. "I will follow you anywhere and bring joy and hope to those that need it my Juliet." A week passes and we put on a great performance. All the kids are smiling and clapping. I look over at Mark. He leans in and captures my lips in a kiss. "Let's go home and plan and dance together some more." He winks suggestively. "Anything for you, my Angel. Do you think we can adopt a child like this one day?" "How about we adopt 3." I smile wide at him. He takes my hand and leads the way home. "I'll remember that promise."
Mark's POV I get her home and lead her to her room. I press her against the door. I kiss her forehead, nose and then capture her lips. My fingers tangle in her hair. I tease her lips playfully with little nips. Then capture her lips again, and move my tongue slowly across the seam of her lips coaxing her to open up for me. When she does I slowly start mingling our tongues and move the one hand from her hip to her ass and squeeze. I trail my other hand down her back to her tight ass and squeeze the other cheek. Then I grip her hips and release her lips. I move my hands to the hem of her shirt and tug it up and over her head. I throw it on the ground. I walk over to the bed carrying her and toss her on the bed. My hand trails up to her bra. Her nipples rock hard. She looks down at me biting her lip. My dick gets even harder. I graze my thumbs across her bra and then bring my palms up to cup them through her bra. She moans and leans into me. Her shorts have a wet spot that I feel against my member. I groan. My hands go behind to the back of her bra and unclasp it. I bite my lips as I move it down off her arms. She blushes. "Y/N, you are so beautiful." I wrap my arm around her waist and flip our positions. I look down at her and bite my lip. I descend and capture her lips with mine. I slowly trail kisses down her jawline. To her neck taking little nips here and there, down to her chest. I capture one nipple in my mouth, and the other I use my finger and thumb and pinch. As I swirl my tongue round one and pinch the other. Then kiss from one breast to the other. And take her other nipple in my mouth and suck and lick it. Her little moans and her hand in my hair pressing her boob further in my mouth. The sounds of pleasure coming from her mouth giving me more confidence and exciting me more. I move from her breast and kiss my way down her stomach to her shorts. I use my hand to go inside her shorts and panties. I cup her womanhood. Feeling her heat and how very wet she is for me. "Oh good, sweetheart, you are so wet for me. I can't wait to taste you." I slide her shorts off. She wearing white lace panties. Seeing her just in her panties is truly the most beautiful sight to behold. Her disheveled hair, swollen lips, and lust filled eyes staring at me has me in a trance. I take my teeth and slide her panties down her legs. I alternate little kisses and nips up her legs to her core. Then I lick her center, her core. I start slowly and then use my hand to rub her nub. Her hands go to my hair as I lick and bite. As I start to lick faster her legs wrap around the back of my head trapping me. As her hips ride my face. I feel her tensing up. With one last lick I thrust my tongue inside as she screams my name. She unwraps her legs from my head. Her breathing starting to slowly return to normal. I lean down and capture her mouth. I feel her feet go to my boxers pushing them down. I stop our kiss and help take my boxers off. She stares at my manhood, and licks her lips. She kneels up on the bed and stares at me and pushes me backwards. She trails kisses down my face to my chest. Slowly nipping and kissing a trail straight down to my manhood. When her lips wrap around me I have to think of something so I don't blow right there. She takes me slowly inch by inch until I hit the back of her throat. She hums and the vibrations from her mouth adds an intense pleasure. She comes back up slowly and then goes back down. Increasing her speed a little at a time. Her teeth grazing my member adding a little bit of more pleasure. My hands go to her hair and holds her there for a moment, and then I release her. As I feel I'm about to come I tell her to stop. She looks up at me and I grab a condom from the nightstand. I sheath my member as I sit up and push her on to her back. I enter her in one smooth motion. Slowly thrusting at first. Then when I hit her spot and she screams. I angle my hips better and speed up. Her hips meeting mine. Her feet digging in my back as I lean down and capture her mouth. Her nails meet my back. Scratching down as I hit her spot over and over again. Again her voice filled with so much grace and her movements so graceful. I lean down and whisper in her ear. "You are even graceful being wanton. Every fiber of my being belongs to you. Hold it gracefully like you do yourself. I'll help you complete your work and keep doing God's will." "You have always been Graceful Mark, and full of love that it's not hard for me to give myself to you. Let's keep dancing together in life and doing God's will."