This was the beginning of a new story I wanted to write but I couldn't work it out in my head.
Angels are real. Roman knows that they are because he is one. His fellow angels call him heaven's most beautiful angel but he doesn't feel that way, he's just a regular angel, a Guardian Angel specifically. Humans don't realize that when you go to heaven you still have responsibilities and Roman's is to guide the humans that are assigned to him. Little nudges in the right direction can change an entire life for good or bad and once you're assigned to a human, they are yours from birth to death and if they've lived a good life, you may meet them again in heaven.
They are not allowed to have favorites but Roman does. A male from the United States called Seth Rollins. Roman was there the moment he was born and the baby looked at him with his big brown eyes and Roman was lost. He watched Seth grow up through the years, guiding him when he needed it and watching the life he chose for himself. Little Sethie's dream was to be a wrestler and his parents thought that he would grow out of it but he was a stubborn boy and he never gave up this dream. Guardian angel's couldn't be with one person all the time so Seth did make some bad choices through his life but nothing too bad and Roman was proud of the boy and then the man. He had been with Seth for 31 years now and Seth was living his dream. He was one of the top wrestlers in the world and wrestled for the most popular wrestling promotion in the world and he never lost his passion for it.
His passion was something that Roman admired most. Angels could have anything they wanted in heaven so eventually they lost their passions. Seeing the passion that Seth lived with every day made Roman wish he could feel that way about something or someone. Angels couldn't be expected to be alone forever, and he knew that he was expected to take his fellow angel Charlotte as a mate but he couldn't summon up one ounce of passion for her even though she was a perfectly nice angel. He couldn't help but feel that he was destined for someone else.
He flew through the clouds on his magnificent white wings and hovered over America, wondering what Seth was doing and he felt a sudden intensely sharp pain in his back and chest. His wings retracted into his back to protect themselves and then he was falling. The pain he was in was all consuming and he knew that this might be the end. Angels could die on earth and he was falling there really fast. He used the last bit of his powers to take him to the one place he wanted to be before he died, Seth Rollins's doorstep.
Seth Rollins was sitting in his living room playing WWE2K18 when he heard a loud thump come from his front door. He was a curious guy by nature and went to investigate. When he opened the door, the sight in front of him really, truly shocked him. There was a half dressed man lying on his doorstep either unconscious or sleeping. He was truly beautiful, but not in a feminine way. His long black hair was lying fanned out around his head like a halo and his muscular torso was bare showing off an impressive tattoo on his arm and chest. He was also barefoot and wearing a pair of white silk pants.
When Seth got over his shock, he knelt down and felt the man's neck for a pulse but he couldn't find one but he did see blood pooling around the man's shoulder and pulled his cellphone out of his pocket. He called for an ambulance.
He was too scared to move him but he was worried that he would get cold so he unzipped his hoodie and draped it gently over the man, covering as much skin as he could. He couldn't shake the feeling that he knew this man somehow but he chose not to focus on that at the moment and he grabbed the man's hand, hoping to let him know that he was not alone. It might have been his imagination but he could swear that he felt that large hand squeeze his back.
It had been a long night and morning but Seth was still sitting in the strange man's hospital room waiting for him to wake up. The doctors said that he had been stabbed by a long knife and if the wound had been even a millimeter over, his spine, heart or lung would have been punctured and he would have died. It seemed this man was really lucky. Finally, he heard a groan and looked over to the bed.
The man shuddered and opened his eyes, his beautiful grey eyes.
Seth stood up and walked next to the bed. "Hi, you're in the hospital and you're going to be okay."
"What happened to me?" The man asked in a deep voice that made Seth shiver.
"You were stabbed in the back and you almost died." He said looking the man over. "What's your name?"
"Roman." The man answered tiredly. "Seth, I need your help."