Guardian Angel

Mission: First Day pt. 1

"Wake up sleepy head. I know I'm comfy but we need to get up," Yoongi said, flicking Jimin's forehead.

Jimin flinched for a bit but went back to burying himself into the soft feathers. His energy was low since kept his wings open all night. Magic always came with consequences so the owner must use it wisely. But Yoongi here had wasted his all because of Jimin's well being.

"Fuck it," Yoongi was losing his patience with Jimin by the second. He ended up unwrapping his wings and throwing Jimin out. Equivalent to when someone turns the lights on at 6am in the morning.

"What was that for?" Jimin rubbed his eyes sleepily.

"I gave you a warning didn't I? Now come on, wake up. We don't have all day," Yoongi ushered before getting out of the small shelter.

Jimin soon followed behind, "Can I brush my teeth?"

"Dumbass, we're at a forest in the middle of nowhere. Where am I supposed to find you one of those brush things?"

"Ugh, what are we even doing today?" Jimin asked, "And I'm not a dumbass."

"Sure," Yoongi quirked an eyebrow, "Dumbass."

"Whatever."

Jimin had the nerve to test Yoongi's patience that early in the morning. If he didn't have to complete that stupid mission then who knows what state Jimin would be in.

"Then sleep without me then," He said before pulling out a small note from his pocket. He wrote all their plans way before Jimin woke up.

"Maybe I will."

Yoongi wanted to laugh, he really did, "Anyways, you hungry?"

Jimin sat down on top of the grass, hands placed neatly on his lap.

"A bit- Hey!"

The angel chuckled, "Sorry, I couldn't resist. You just looked.. How can I say this. Petable? Is that even a word?"

"Don't touch my hair," Jimin snarled.

"At least I didn't make you wear that maid outfit."

Jimin looked at him weirdly, "Why are you so obsessed with maid outfits? They don't even feel comfortable."

Yoongi smirked, "How would you know?"

"I-" Jimin's breath hitched, not because of the clever remark. But because of the smirk he was wearing on his face. He wanted to slap it away from Yoongi's face.

"What a cute dog," Yoongi continued with the teasing making Jimin's blood boil. Who does he think he is?

Jimin purposely kicked Yoongi in the shin as he got up. But he couldn't care less.

"Come on, we're finding food."

"I thought you would get it while I stay inside the shelter," Jimin said, more like a plea. He didn't want to leave, nevertheless look for food.

"You rely on me too much," Yoongi paused for a second before moving close to Jimin's face for dramatic effect.

"Stop doing that," He whispered and grabbed Jimin's hand.

But little did he know.

For the next ten or so minutes, both Yoongi and Jimin were in front a tree picking fruits. More like Yoongi picking the fruits and Jimin gobbling most of them up.

"You eat a lot," Yoongi blurted out.

"Don't judge my eating habits," Stated Jimin, "I look prettier than you'll ever be."