An angel. There’s many different kinds, but only one can save you.

“Listen…Just because i’m an angel, doesn’t mean I can save you.” He said, his wings shifting slightly as the wind pushes through the feathers.

“Death will hit us all one day. Accept it, don’t fight it.” He lifts your face gently, sighing softly. Another bullet went flying past your head and he tensed, realizing that this wasn’t your time. Not yet, at least. He grabbed you, pulling you forward and wrapping his wings around you like a shield.

“Hold still..”

He tensed as the bullets out holes in his wings, tinting some of the feathers different shades of red. Soon, the shooting stopped and he about collapsed.

Theo was a horrible man in his life. When he died, the universe gave him one last chance to save the person he almost got killed. You. A building had almost collapsed on top of you and it was his fault. He never thought he’d protect someone like you, but here he is. unconscious in your living room. The wings were just a decoy as to not scare you, he wasn’t actually an angel. He was still human, of course. This was his second chance.

He woke up shuddering from the hot water against his wounded wings. He sat up, tugging away.

“What the hell are you doing!?”

I spat out, wincing immediately after sitting up.

“Shit…Damnit…”

I glared at you for a moment, looking at his wings before looking at you again and rolling his eyes.

“Can’t believe I protected you…I’ve never had to protect anyone in my life…stupid fucking universe…”