Guardian Angel

3.Parks

Few months later a fateful day in June, 2018

You laughed as one of your friends cracked a joke. You choked on your food by doing so. The sight of you choking only made them laugh harder. You really had the best friends. You hit yourself on your chest trying not to die.

You had just stopped choking and looked up to give your friends hell for not helping you when you could have died, when you saw an extremely familiar sight. Seven boys, in loose baggy clothes, in a dance studio.

"Y/n, are you okay?" Asked Jimin as he came near you, eyes filled with worry.

"What in the name of everything holy and blessed am I doing here!?" you screamed as you looked around the room to find yourself in the Bighit studio with all of Bangtan.

"Y/n." Hissed Jimin, "you're embarrassing me."

"Wae yeong-eolo malhaneungeoya?" ("Why is she talking in English?") Asked Namjoon and you turned in confusion. What?

"She isn't." Stated Jimin as he looked at the others in confusion.

"Ye, geunyeoibnida." ("Yes, she is.") Said Jungkook and you stared at him. What the crappity crap was happening over here? Why could you understand Jimin but not the others? Why were you even in Seoul?

You looked at Jimin, eyes as wide as could be. He immediately bent down and you understood what he was trying to check. The thing was that guardian angels' feet never really touched the ground. They hovered a few millimetres above the ground. Jimin was most probably trying to see if it was you or the guardian angel.

"Y/n. Can I talk with you?" He snarled as he took your hand and pulled you out of the room, all the other members looking on in confusion.

He took you to a room, pushing you in before shutting the door and locking it.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He yelled as he ran his hand through his hair.

"I don't know." You said as you looked around in panic. "One minute I was with my friends in school, choking on fried rice and the next I'm here."

"Yeah, right." Hissed Jimin as he stared at you eyes filled with rage and fury. "And I'm a fairy with wings who's going to fly away."

"Look, I'm telling the truth. Why would I lie?" You begged. You didn't want to get him pissed. You had seen videos and that had been enough to scare. The last thing you needed was to see it in real life.

"Why would y-" He broke off laughing manically and you gulped in fright. You slowly started edging towards the door, wanting escape.

"You're a fan, Y/n." He spit out and you stiffened. "You're a bloody fan. For all I know you made the other Y/n change places with you so you could meet your 'oppas'." He mocked, making his voice shrill on the word ''oppas''.

"So what if I'm a fan?" You growled at him, almost threatening him to answer that. Here you were, totally confused about what was going on in your life and he has the guts to diss his fans in front of you. He's getting on your nerves. No one makes fun of ARMY and gets away with it, even if it's His Royal Highness Park flippin' Jimin.

"So~ that means you'd go to any length to meet us. On top of that you're an international fan and a high school student so most probably you won't be able to come to a concert or fanmeet. Making you more desperate." He snarled as he took threatening steps towards you. You could feel tears threatening to pour but you refused to cry in front of him. Show no weakness and the bully backs away.

"If that's what you think of your fans then count me out. I don't want anything to do with you." You yelled as you unlocked the door and ran out. Not very brave but you weren't standing for the bullcrap coming out of his mouth right now. You had no idea where you were going as long as it was away from him.