His Guardian Angel | BTS Taekook

3 | Awake

| 3RD PERSON POV |

V came to a steady landing, his wings folding neatly into his back, hidden. He was now basically seen as an extra attractive human, not an angel. His eyes had now cooled down to the color of a deep chestnut brown, softening as he looked at the human he cradled.

Though Jungkook was actually passed out, any bystanders could swear that he was just sleeping peacefully. His face was relaxed, and he looked as though he couldn't be any more comfortable in V's arms.

Jungkook was quite heavy, but because he was a supernatural being, V didn't feel that he was heavy. He felt quite light to him, easy to carry. And his arms molded around Jungkook's figure, as though they were made for him.

V could feel Jungkook's steady but slow heartbeat, and he could feel the heat that Jungkook radiated off, making V feel warm and comfortable. He carried Jungkook to the door before kicking it, causing it to slam open and cause quite a commotion.

But V didn't blame them. It must've been strange, seeing a half-naked man carrying a beat up man into the hospital, cradling him as though he weighed nothing.

Not to mention that both of them were very attractive, even beat up.

It was late at night, but that didn't stop the nurses or workers to stop and gawk at the two, and V started to get annoyed. Jungkook must be in a lot of pain, and these humans could do nothing but stare instead of getting him some help.

He found his way to a counter, where a young nurse stood. She gawked at them for a while before V cleared his throat, speaking in a sultry deep tone. "Can you please get him some help? He's gone through a lot tonight."

The nurse flushed a tomato red before nodding, holding a mic to her mouth and muttering something under her breath. A few seconds later, a couple of doctors came out with a stretcher, and V laid Jungkook there, careful not to hurt him.

V watched with sad eyes as Jungkook was carried away, not noticing the way the nurse was eyeing him. "Uh... would you like to wear a shirt, sir?" She pipped quietly, but V heard it nonetheless. 

V looked down at his bare chest, then looked around at the other people in the room. They were all staring at him, some with lust in their eyes and some with fear. It seemed that V did need a shirt.

"Yes, please," V replied, trying to cover his chest by folding his arms over it and glaring at the people, whose eyes were now traveling to the lower part of V's body. 

"Follow me," The nurse walked away from the counter and V trailed behind her, arms still held tightly to his chest as his eyes shot daggers towards anyone that looked in his direction, being nearly everyone.

Finally, the nurse reached a room which she unlocked with a key, going inside. "Stay here," she ordered before heading inside the room. V stood there awkwardly for a couple of minutes before she returned with a bundle of clothes. "Err... if you wouldn't mind, please change into these, including your..." She looked down at his robe. V understood what she meant.

V walked inside the room and closed the door, before stripping and putting on the clothes she gave him. They fit him surprisingly well, though V felt insulted that he had to take off his robe. He folded it carefully and carried it out to face the nurse again. 

"Thank you," He gave her a million dollar smile as she flushed red again. "I'm Jisoo," she stuck out a hand to him, which V looked at in confusion before remembering that this was what humans did when they greeted each other. 

He took her hand and shook it. "I'm...," V started, looking at her nametag. "Kim Tae..." He tried racking his brain for a common name, but couldn't think of any. "Kim Taehyung," he continued slowly. Jisoo gave him a shy smile.

"So, do you mind explaining why you came in here half naked with a beat up man in your arms?"

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V placed the glass of water quietly onto the drawer beside Jungkook's bed, making sure to make as little sound as possible. V often heard that humans got thirsty after fainting, so he wanted to keep Jungkook hydrated in order to help him recover as soon as possible. 

He had explained the situation to the kind nurse, who seemed to believe him, though she looked slightly bewildered. But V understood. It wasn't everyday where a situation like that would occur in the human world, apparently.

After placing the water down, V turned to admire the human he was to take care of. He took in deep and slow breaths, indicating he was deep into unconsciousness. V placed a hand onto the boy's forehead and winced slightly when he felt his nightmare.

Surely, after so much suffering, Jungkook deserved a better world in his unconsciousness.

Summoning his strength, V closed his eyes in concentration as he conjured Jungkook's pleasant thoughts and tried to change his world of unconsciousness. Satisfied when he felt the aura of a joyful dream, V smiled sweetly looking into the boy's dream.

He was dreaming of a pretty girl who was laughing and playing with him. V felt the dream through Jungkook's point of view, experiencing every emotion. He was happy and felt safe with her. They were playing hide and seek, and the dream was filled with giggles and glee.

V was about to dive in deeper into the pleasant dream, but he heard the door of Jungkook's patient room creak open. He whirled his head around to see a young woman enter the room, and was shocked to find it was the same girl he had seen in Jungkook's dream, except she looked older.

Her expression was wary, eyebrows knotted and eyes gleaming with worry. When her eyes landed on him, her eyes widened. "Who are you?" She demanded in a hiss, speed walking to Jungkook's bed.

"I'm Kim Taehyung," he started, using the human name he had thought of. "And I'm here because I saved Jungkook from being beaten up." He blurted the first thing out that came to mind. The girl still looked at him suspiciously, but seeing the way his hand was placed fondly on Jungkook's forehead, she nodded.

"Nice to meet you, Taehyung," She said, looking over at Jungkook with love filled in her eyes. 

"I'm Jeon Y/N."