her | 그녀 (bts au) | ON HOLD!

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Luna ended up falling asleep for a little before waking up to someone moving her hair from out of her face and tapping her. She blinked slowly and sat up slowly too; her head pounding and eyes feeling heavy. 

"There she is," Yoongi mused softly, his eyes taking Luna in at the most vulnerable state he has seen her in, it made his urge to protect her that much stronger, "are you feeling better?" 

Luna shrugged but nodded shyly, her face all pouty and eyes still shiny. 

"It'll all work out, I promise, Ryland will be okay. You can trust me," Yoongi was watching her, making sure he didn't upset her again. 

"I know," her voice was quiet and she rubbed her eyes quickly. 

"Good, now how about we make you something to eat and something to drink, okay?" He offered, standing up and helping Luna stand up too. 

She was quiet as she sat down and watched Yoongi busy himself around the kitchen scraping something together for her to eat. A set of footsteps could be heard and Luna slowly turned her head to see that Jungkook has walked in. He was wearing an oversized dark grey hoodie with the hood up and baggy sweatpants with pink socks. He looked at Luna and gave her a small smile before slipping into the seat next to her and wrapping an arm around her. 

"Hi, angel," he spoke quietly, watching her with an accustomed warmness and care. 

"Hi," she replied quietly, her voice not daring to go above a whisper. 

Jungkook smiled and pulled her closer and Luna rested her chin on her crossed arms which were rested on the counter. Jungkook remained silent, feeling that if he spoke the tranquil atmosphere would be broken and all would be ruined. 

Yoongi then turned around with a warm smile of his own and gave Luna a grilled cheese (cut into triangles) with a glass of apple juice. All of it seemed very juvenile, but he knew that it would make her feel better, she's spoken about this being her favorite meal when she was younger. 

He was right. Luna's eyes visibly lightened and she raised her head and gave the childish meal a small smile before looking up at Yoongi. 

"Thank you, Yoongi," she thanked him, picking up one of the triangles and taking a bite out of it. 

"Of course, sunshine," he replied, "make sure to eat as much as you can, okay?" 

Luna nodded in response, her cheeks puffed out from taking a little bit too big of bites and her legs swinging with a slight bit of giddiness to it. Yoongi made eye contact with Jungkook as a way of communication and Jungkook understood, nodded, and watched as Yoongi walked off into the hallway. 

Once Luna finished she cleaned up her mess, even though Jungkook insisted on doing it for her. As she walked back to where Jungkook was sat, he too stood up and held his hand out for her to take, which she did, and led her into the living room where he pulled her down onto the couch next to her and flicked a show on, allowing her to get comfortable by resting her head on his chest and her arms brought in tightly to her own. He let his hands casually run through her hair and he felt her go laxer against him. 

***

"He hasn't responded yet. Do-do you think something really bad happened?" Hoseok asked worriedly, staring at the blue bubbles of the anxious texts with no gray to compensate. 

"I don't know, I really don't know. I hope not. God, I hope not. He's a kid," Namjoon was sat on the bed, his hands running over his face and to ultimately rest under his chin, intertwined. 

There was silence. No one made a sound. They all wore sullen expressions, knowing the importance of Ryland in Luna's life and not to mention their own appreciation for the kid. His moral compass and his dedication and loyalty to Luna is unmatched, truly something that they have only ever seen between themselves. Maybe it's the wolf part of him, but their relationship seems to transcend that instinct or trait. There's more. They've been through some stuff together that they've never seen an average human being go through, maybe it's their lack of observation skills, but they've been around a long time and this is not just the type of friendship you just happen to have: it takes creation.