I Met An Angel

Title: I Met An Angel
Author: Roshni
Pairing: Yoochun/Jouty
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2003
Disclaimer: I do not own Yoochun . This is a work of fiction. This was written for fun. No profit is being made and no copyright infringement is intended
Author's note: I apologize for the mistakes especially the inconsistent tense.

*Yoochun’s Point of View**

It was a cold November evening. The wind was blowing hard. It was a perfect night to end your life because there was no one about. I had dreamt so many times of this night. It was the night I was released from prison and when I went back to the love of my life. But she had betrayed me by replacing me with someone else. At the tower bridge I climbed onto the beam when...

"Are you sure you want to do that?"

I turned around to look beside me but there was no one there. Puzzled I went back to the thoughts in my head poisoning me so easily without the aid of poison. I bit my lip thinking of the hurt and how I did not want to live anymore.

“You know nothing is worth giving up your life over.”

I turned to my left to see a girl sitting on the beam with her dark ebony hair reaching down to her mid back. She was wearing simple white sweatpants with a pink shirt and a white sweatshirt.

After a couple of minutes of silence I replied, “I don’t want to live in this world anymore. It has given me so much pain. My heart has been ripped from my soul and trampled on. My dignity has been spat on.” I am disgusted at myself because tears start to form in my eyes.

The girl turned her face towards me and I can’t help but take in a deep breath. Her eyes hold so much pain, yet there is a strength overcoming that pain and I can’t help but drown in them and want to take away the pain. I felt an unexplainable anger at the world and anyone who has put pain there and for their treatment of me.

“It might help, if you talk about it rather than just thinking about it and making it worse on yourself. You look like a skeleton.”

I can’t help but smile. I ask, “Is that an offer?”

“If you want to talk then I do have an ear available”

I can’t help but think that the one who held my heart and my love could not even bother with me, when a complete stranger is trying to help me in her own way and I can’t help but want to protect her from this evil cruel world and keep her safe in my arms.

I asked, “May I at least know the name of the person who I am going to spill my life story to?” or should I just call you Angel? [a/n: Jouty jaan, you’re always calling yourself an angel and I thought why not let your wish come true and let Yoochun call you an angel.]

Her eyebrows disappeared into her hair, “angel? I remind you of an angel. If you must! It is good manners to give other people your name before asking theirs? My name is Jouty and yours?”

The corners of my mouth lifted upwards, “Park Yoochun.”

I tell her about everything; about going to prison and coming back to find my lover in the arms of another. I couldn’t believe how stupid I was when I took the blame for her crimes. I bared my heart to her right then and there. After a few minutes of being lost in the past. I got jerked back into reality and felt loved, safe and happier than I have ever felt. I looked down to see her arms around me. I can’t help but stare at the top of her head until she looked up at me with those innocent teary eyes. I can’t help but lean down and brush my lips over her eyes to wipe away the tears. She opened her eyes and a small smile is present on her lips. I brushed my lips across her really quickly. I didn’t want to scare her. After a few seconds she got up on her knees and presses her lips against mine. I feel a tongue brush against the bottom of my lips asking for permission. I open my mouth and feel a hesitant tongue brush against mine. The kiss is slow, filled with love and tenderness. When the need for oxygen becomes vital we break apart, panting trying to fill our lungs with air. I can’t help but smile at her. My heart soars when she smiles back at me with passionate eyes.

The whole night passes us by while we get to know each other. We watch the sun rise and take control of the sky.

“Why don’t you come stay with me until you get a job?”

I am surprised by her offer. I ask, “How can you trust me, a convict.”

Her soft reply “an innocent person who was wrongly convicted” is filled with complete certainty.

** Two Months Later**

I was at the end of my patience. Everyone looks at me and remembers my conviction two years ago. They forget about all of my achievements before that. Eight years of my hard work went down the two years ago trying to help someone who I thought I was in love with at that time.

“Maybe its time you were reborn again and tried something you love rather than going into business again.”

My mind starts to wander off to the days in high school where I couldn’t think of anything but making music and singing with my bros. Those were the times.

“Is there anything that interests you?”

I instantly reply, “ composing music and singing.”

“So you want to become a singer?”

I reply, “I don’t know maybe.”

“Why don’t we start small?”

I burst into fits of laughter, ‘How do we start small angel?”

She sticks her tongue out at me and I can’t stop the instinct to lean in and capture it with my mouth.

After a few minutes she pulls away from me and says, “starting out on the street or performing on a small stage.”

**The next night**

She walks into the apartment and hands me a paper. I look at it and my eyes get wide. It’s a performance invitation at the hottest place in the city. Everyone goes there and its tonight.

“Jouty it..its…its…”

“Yes love I know its tonight and I know you’ll do fine.”

“…but Jouty what am I going to wear.”

She rolled her eyes at me. “ What you always wear love, pants, shirt, shoes and your bracelet.”

I can’t help the laugh that escapes me. “of course I am not going there naked. I just meant the specifics.”

“Choose what you like and how you want other people to see you. Don’t try to choose something that you don’t like because it makes you look professional. Express yourself!”

I run into the closet trying to find the perfect clothes to wear tonight. My eyes rest on the black and gray striped shirt with gray jeans and black boots and the gray hat Jouty bought me a few days ago. I take a shower and get ready. My hair is spiked.

When we get to the restaurant, my nerves are at their wits end.

“Calm down Yoochun you will be fine love. I have complete faith in you.” She kisses me on the cheek as she starts to walk towards the seats. I pull her back and press my lips against her and whisper, “for luck”

She replies, “ You don’t need it. You’ve got me, your own personal angel.”

Before she walks away, she turns around and gives me a quick kiss leaving me panting for air.

She whispers, “That’s not for good luck but just to warm you up.” With a wicked smile she walks into the audience and takes a seat in the front row right smack in the middle.

After I hear my name announced I walk onto the stage and take a deep breath. I open my eyes and look into the eyes of my angel, open my mouth and pour my heart out.

**One Year Later**

The noise from the audience in the stadium is deafening. I can’t believe how far I’ve come. In just one year with my angel at my side I have learned to fly in the skies. My name is one of the most known in Korea. I am wearing light brown colored shirt with a black sweater on top and deep forest green pants. A black scarf hangs around my neck and my hair has grown since my first performance. I am wearing a black hat. A cross hangs around my neck. I am wearing black shoes. I have filled out more and don’t look like a skeleton anymore.

I take a deep breath and walk onto the biggest stage I have set my foot on since I was reborn. I feel so nervous and can’t believe that I am performing at the Grammy Awards.

I take a take a deep breath. I open my eyes and look into the eyes of my angel and begin to speak.

“A year ago I wanted to end my life because of the injustice done to me. God sent me an angel to help me remake myself. I couldn’t’ get where I am today without her. I owe her everything. She owns my heart, soul and body. This song is for her. I love you Angel”


[Park Yoochun Solo~ My Girlfriend]

You're my girlfriend, you know it too. [He points at Jouty]

First time when I kissed your lips, you were a loveable [blows a kiss her way]

It was bright snowing day that our love began.

Girl they just don't understand, not even a clue

So girl I won't stop. I'm the one who will be right there.

Lets stay together You are my Girlfriend

It feels like heaven. I love you. I do love you so

Just walk with me until the end of times yeah

So let me be of your mine! Just let me please you!!

I'm just tryin' to say how much I do love you

I've been tease you so long that was my bad expressions to you

For just now. Sitting here. Get relax. The day you gave me a blue

tumbler like a puppy lover

Yeah~ with this coffee sweet imagine our future marriage and gettin associated.

So girl listen to my heart won't change.

Maybe my love is bigger than Ginger bread man's vitality

Baby~ Good Morning everyday I wake up with you with the lovely call.

I didn't know how to (cook but I can make you a song.)

Girl they just don't understand. Not even a clue.

SO girl I won't stop. I'm the who will be right there.

Let's stay together You are my Girlfriend

It feels like heaven. I love you. I do love you so

Just walk with me until the end of times yeah

So let me be of your mine! Just let me please you!!

Everything will gonna be fine.

God gave me answer of my life

Look at me girl

You're lovely I can tell so

One day it will come true. Baby never gonna make you cry.


[He walks off of stage to where Jouty is sitting]



Let's stay together Girlfriend

Hold on together everythings all right


[He hugs her]


Till the end of times baby

Leave the passed behind

You're always my girl friend

Yeah~ I do. Love you so much I do baby

Just walk with me follow me


[He leads Jouty onto the stage by her hand]




Of your mine just let me please you

I love you baby

They share a kiss in the middle of the stage pouring all of their love into that one simple kiss remembering their year together.

I whisper into her ear “You are my Angel."

Originally Posted on December 10, 2008 at I-F.