Nickname AU

Are You an Angel?

𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧 (𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲)

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐉𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐇𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐤

Prompt from anonymous: Uni!AU Jihope where Hobi manages to hit his head and maybe kinda blacks out for a second or two - when he wakes up and sees Jimin worrying over him, he's completely convinced that he's died and gone to heaven :P  

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Hoseok really should have been watching where he was going. If he had, maybe he would have seen the small group walking into his path, would have had ample time to correct his course. But he was a bit pre-occupied with keeping out of an irate Namjoon's clutches – not to mention twisting around to taunt the slightly younger man.

So when he turned forward and saw the three guys right in front of him, he let out a panicked yelp and swerved, barely missing the tall one with dark hair. Unfortunately, the sudden change in direction, coupled with the way he tried to slam on the breaks, had him instantly tripping over his feet...

...and careening head first into a wall.

Now, the way Hoseok bounced off the wall might have been hilarious, if the sound of his head connecting with the wall had not been so loud and horrifying, nor the way he dropped almost bonelessly to the floor.

Colours blurred and faded as Hoseok's vision started turning dark around the edges, his eyelids heavy and limbs leadened. He attempted to speak but his mouth wouldn't co-operate with him, slurred gurgles and strained sounds spilling from his lips. Finally letting his eyes flutter closed, he went completely limp, the inky blackness swallowing him.

Not even five seconds later, his eyes were blinking open, mind jolting awake as he felt a hand touch his shoulder, a soft voice calling to him. For a long moment, Hoseok's vision stayed hazy, everything too bright, too fuzzy and unfocused to make out anything more than the fact that someone was kneeling over him.

Hoseok squeezed his eyes closed for a long second, willing his head to stop pulsing and the glaze over his vision to go away. The voice spoke again, sounding clearer and more anxious than it had before.

Taking a steadying breath, Hoseok opened his eyes again, blinking up at the male leaning over him. The boy stared back worriedly, his orangey-brown hair falling into his large, dark eyes, teeth gnawing at his plump bottom lip, his pretty, oval face etched with concern and, oh... oh, he must have died and is currently in heaven. Why else would such a beautiful person be hovering and fretting over him?

"Is he okay, Jimin?" A deep voice asked from the side but Hoseok didn't – couldn't – tear his gaze from this shining boy – a voice in the back of his head whispered, 'he's only glowing 'cause your vision is still doing weird things' (Hoseok chose to tell that voice to kindly shut the fuck up, thank you).

The boy, Jimin, shook his head lightly, a soft frown marring his brow. "I-I don't know... He's not responding at all." He bit his lip once more before he was abruptly leaning down, a few inches closer, the hand that had touched Hoseok's shoulder earlier laying against the dark haired boy's chest – Hoseok's heart gave a funny little thrill at the closeness. "Hey, are you-"

"Hoseok!"

The shout had both Hoseok and Jimin jumping in surprise and, a split second later, Namjoon was crashing to his knees on the other side of his same aged friend, hands grasping at Hoseok's arms, shaking him slightly, eyes wide. "Hoseok! Hoseok, are you okay? Holy shit, you hit that wall so fucking hard!"

And rather suddenly, Hoseok's head was throbbing heavily once again, pain leaking back into his awareness – and with it, the overwhelming urge to strangle one Kim Nam-fucking-joon and his ability to not read the fucking atmosphere (God of destruction in-fucking-deed – destruction of beautiful moments and perfect ogling opportunities...).

It was only Jimin's still concerned gaze and his small hand still resting against Hoseok's sternum that keep the taller boy from attacking Namjoon...