The light she holds [Angel! K.SJ x Reader]

F O U R T E E N

"Oh, harps and scrolls!" Was the first thing I heard as I woke up from sleep. It was morning, my room lit with the promising rays of sunshine. I thought for a moment, maybe I was still dreaming.

Because that was quiet an odd curse word.

But then I remembered the happy-go-lucky angel that was now living in my apartment. I rubbed my eyes before getting myself out of bed, deciding that I should check on Seokjin and make sure he wasn't burning something.

As I left my bedroom and walked towards the lounge room, I watched as the angle quickly pushed something into a cupboard and slammed it shut while spinning around to meet my gaze.

"O-Oh! Good morning (Y/N)!" He gave me a smile that made me certain that something wasn't quiet right in the early morning. He was hiding something.

"Hello," I began with a skeptical gaze, "what were you yelling about just now?"

"Yelling? I wasn't yelling!" He said in his own defence.

The cupboard responded with, "yes you were" to which Seokjin shushed it silent.

Wait, the cupboard?

"Who's in there?" I asked him, scowling as I walked towards the kitchen. Seokjin immediately stepped in front of the covered and pushed his back against it while chuckling nervously. His ability to avert my gaze was uncanning at that point.

"Who's in where?" He asked, raising an eyebrow and placing an innocent expression upon his face as he looked down at me with the slightest pout.

'Angels,' I thought to myself as I began to tap my foot with impatience.

"Come on, Seokjin." I coaxed while placing a hand on my hip and shaking my head in dissaproval. "This isn't the way you should be behaving if there is a guest in the house."

He tilted his head, "guest? Does that mean someone is visiting?" He asked curiously.

"Yes, and it's rude not to greet them properly and provide them with refreshments, so how about you step away from the cupboard and let whoever it is that is in there out." I attempted to put on a sincere smile to cover how annoyed I was with the angels behaviour.

Did this mean he was starting to bring people over now? Are they immortal? What if it's a lady friend?

Seokjin let out a sigh and reluctantly pulled away from the cupboard.

Then the plot thickened.

Out, tumbling headfirst into the counter was a man. Not just any man however. This man had wings like Seokjin!

"An angel?" I asked, my eyes widening in shock as I crouched down beside the heap of feathers.

Seokjin tutted and placed his hands on his hips, "I'm insulted, you didn't greet me this way at all."

"You were always the one for attention Seokjin." The new angel muttered while gathering himself together. His heavenly robes adjusting to their original position as he came back to his feet. He turned to me with a soft smile and squinty eyes.

"I apologise for this, I'm honoured to be in your presence Kang (Y/N)," with a slight bow he straightened out once more, "my name is Yoongi. I am Seokjin's brother from the heavens and have come bearing news."

I looked at Seokjin, "you didn't tell me you had a brother mister."

Seokjin rolled his eyes and crossed his arms before talking "I have billions of them thank you very much."

Something about Yoongi's presence unlocked a different side of Seokjin. He seemed much more satirical and calm. Carefree even. Maybe Yoongi is really important to him? Only time could tell me that answer.

"Besides that," Yoongi began with a sigh, "the has been news from the heavens that I must inform you of (Y/N). It concerns your safety. You see the Dark Lord has started killing off angels through the use of his demons in an attempt to get to you. He knows that Seokjin isn't the strongest angel in the heavens and knows that it is a weakness."

He paused before proceeding, Jin looking as though he may be sick.

"I have been appointed as the second in command. I will be close by at all times in case Seokjin should fall protecting you. You are the most important key for the future of mankind now."

Once Yoongi had finished talking I felt every nerve on the ends of my skin crack and electrify. I was being consumed by a new kind of fear, a new kind of responsibility even. The future of mankind? That's not something you get told everyday.

"I'm sorry-," Jin began to speak, interrupting my train of thought, "I'm sorry that I'm not as strong as I should be, (Y/N). Yoongi will ensure that you are protected. He was the quickest to graduate in the entirety of heaven. He knows everything off by heart-"

He paused and gulped down his frustration, "he will do a very fine job in making sure you are protected."

Before I could utter a word, Jin stride across the room and entered the bedroom as he shut the door behind him. The feeling of dissapointment still lingered in the air for a moment.

"He may need some time to gather his thoughts," Yoongi assured me before offering a smile, "he will of course still be your number one. I'll be in the background ensuring that everything goes smoothly until the Dark Lord can be defeated.

I nodded gently and began to fiddle with my hands. The temptation to open the door and embrace Jin was immense but something told me that he needed his space for the moment. Yoongi interjected with yet another instance that surprised me,

"Do you mind if I stay here as well? I don't wanna be homeless."