Yoongi woke up to the sounds of the T.V.
It was Sunday and there was a pleasant smell of coffee permeating his nose. Yoongi cracked his eyes open and was surprised when the sunlight didn't immediately attack his eyes.
Oh, he slept on the mattress that night. He sat up and looked over to find the bed empty and made. Guess Namjoon was watching the T.V. He stood up, stretched a bit and went out of the bedroom, towards the kitchen.
Just as he exited the kitchen with a cup of warm coffee, he saw Namjoon- standing right in front of the T.V. screen while watching what it sounded like news. "What are you watching?" Yoongi said, walking up to him.
"The murder of that waiter from Kang's Kitchen," Namjoon said with a sigh. "Apparently, the police suspect that I am Agust D. I've got a price on my head now, dead or alive, preferably alive so they provide me with the proper punishment for this act of great offense. You've got a job, Suga, the politicians are requesting the 'Protectors' to find me and hand me over. Ooh, you'll be RICH rich, Yoongi." Namjoon chuckled after saying that, not noticing Yoongi's face.
"Spies and secret agents are all over the country and they know my face. Chances are that I go out for groceries and the next moment I'm being tossed from prison to prison like a sack of potatoes."
"You'd be dumb to think that I'll let you go out of the house by yourself then. I said I'm gonna protect you and no way I'm gonna do a half-assed job."
Namjoon scoffed. "You can't protect me forever."
"I will until they stop searching for you."
Namjoon groaned. "Yoongi, I'm the most wanted criminal in the country right now! I know things that they don't want me to reveal because that could fucking destroy their position of power! I'm a supervillain for fuck's sake and you're the goddamn leader of the superhero league! We're two entirely different worlds. You can't protect me forever. I will be killed one day whether we want it or not."
"Then fucking listen to me," Yoongi growled lowly. "You are not the supervillain for me and nobody's gonna touch you on my watch. I won't let them. They might want to kill you but they'll have to go through me, my friends and if required, the entire hero league." Yoongi stalked closer to him, looking up right into his eyes, anger and determination burning in them.
"I swore to keep you safe and I'd be damned if I forget that even for a second."
Namjoon wanted to shout back, something but he couldn't. It was as if his throat was held by something so powerful. Yoongi... when did he start saying things like this? Namjoon wanted to look away from him but... he had seen anger on Yoongi numerous times but he never had the urge to hide his face in his hands.
Yoongi probably hit his head somewhere in sleep because he saw Namjoon's face slowly turn pink and the lines of frowns on his face disappear. Namjoon averted his eyes away from him. "Oh-uh, thank you, I guess."
"What?"
"I mean, nobody has ever done that for me so... I know I'm kinda burdening for you but I'll-"
"You're not."
"Yoongi hy-"
"No, Namjoon. Stop thinking that you're a burden. You're not! I have the money and I have the means to spend on you, so let me. You can just sit back and try not to jump into some danger."
Namjoon was about to say something but shut his mouth. After a few seconds, he mumbled out something before grabbing a book and Yoongi almost didn't hear him. "Gosh, you make it sound like you're a sugar daddy or something."
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Closer Than We've Ever Been
FanfictionEver since Suga knew RM, he'd hated him. RM was nothing but a lawless asshole who took up the people's cause in his own hands only to cause chaos. But one night when Namjoon stumbled on his doorstep, bloody and frail, Yoongi slowly realized the horr...