Angels Will Protect Us | SOPE

6: At School

"Where's our girl?" Yoongi asks Hoseok, as he approaches, scratching his head. Ruffling his hair again, he looks towards the gates of the university, waiting. They'd come to see how you were doing at school and to walk you home too, for they didn't want you to be lonely when you came out. Also, for them, to be here in real life at your college was a dream come true, like Harry Potter fans going to Hogwarts. Something they'd only ever seen on screen was now in full bloom before them. 

"She's not out yet," Hoseok says, turning to look at Yoongi. He presses his lips together in a thin line, the furthest he could go as a frown. "Please don't scratch your head so much. Your horns are showing."

"Is that why you're wearing a hat?" Yoongi grins, looking at the weird sort of top-hat Hoseok had added to his attire to hide the halo that always threatened to glow or become more prominent at odd times. He'd spend so much of his energy yesterday keeping it faded and absent that he'd preferred ruining his fashion sense to make it obscure. 

They both look back forwards at the university, watching the people come gushing out after their hard day's study. All types of people in all shapes and sizes and colours and personalities, each with angels of their own watching from up above whereas yours were right outside waiting for you. As they watch the students leave, their eyes fall upon a certain familiar man. 

Their eyes widen synchronically at once as they recognise him. Broad shoulders, appropriately tall, scrumptiously rich, clean skin, lustfully fit, impeccably talented and a worldwide handsome face...those features led none other to the only man you had ever dreamed of calling your own. He was the star of the little television show that was your life that Hoseok and Yoongi knew so well and now seeing him here in real life with their own eyes, breathing, walking, laughing and talking was a blissful encounter that they could hardly put into words. 

They stand together gaping at the man like a couple of fangirls, extremely taken aback at the fact that they fate had allowed them to see him. That face you always fawned over, that you shyly stole peeks at in the university cafeteria, the one whose name you'd scribble and then erase at the back of your notebooks.

"Ah Kim Seokjn," Yoongi says, smirking and folding his arms at the chest. "Our biggest crush."

"I can't believe that's him."

"Been eight months we've known him," Yoongi sighs. "And he hasn't so much as glanced at her even once."

"What are you saying?" Hoseok says, pouting, a little offended by his statement. "I think she stands a good chance with him. Our Y/N is pretty and intelligent too. They take the same course as well, he definitely knows her."

The more they watched him, the more they felt compelled to. He seemed perfect in almost every way, when Hoseok thought about it. Despite being part of your part-time World History course, be also lived in the area and was rich beyond means. He was also kind-hearted albeit a little narcissistic, but that could be a good thing and he was your age. In other words, he could be the solution to all your problems: the person who Hoseok wished he could be. 

In perfect timing to his ideas, you come down the stairs, tired. Hoisting your bag up your shoulders, you hurry down, eager to go home after using your brain all day. But you stop short on the steps to the gate when you see to familiar figures bickering outside. Leaping down the last few steps a little more eagerly, you frown, confused and surprised by your own eyes. Was it them? 

But there was no doubt that your two new neighbours were just loitering there at the gate, having a conversation...almost as if waiting for you. 

Pushing through the dispersing crowd, you approach them with a hesitant smile on your face. 

"What are you guys doing here?" you ask, with a small smile. The sound of your voice causes both of them to startle as they whip their heads in your direction eyes going wide, as if equally as surprised to see you as you were they. 

"Huh?" Hoseok says, not because he misheard you but because he doesn't know how to respond.

"How do you know I go to school here?" you repeat, your smile beginning to fade a little as you get suspicious. 

Silence.

Hoseok turns to Yoongi who looks frozen, like he's lagging. Gently kicking him in the back, Hoseok nudges the man impatiently to say something and lie for the both of them. Yoongi coughs, hitting his chest as he looks back at you, blurting something. 

"We don'T..y-you go to school here? Wow that's such a coincidence," Yoongi laughs forcefully looking at Hoseok and glaring at him with a smile on his face so Hoseok laughs as well and then they're both just cracking up as if you'd said something hilarious.

"Then what are you doing here?" you ask, not satisfied with that. 

"We were just...shopping," Yoongi says, tentatively. "You know...for stuff. We bought...uh..that hat. This hat he's wearing," he points at Hoseok's top hat grinning at how odd it looked, but hoping that you wouldn't ask him to take it off. 

Thankfully, you were gullible and dumb like all Y/Ns. 

Deciding not to ask anything more, you can't help but notice that they kept looking over your shoulder or behind you as if there was something extraordinary or interesting going on behind your back. You turn slowly, but nothing met your eyes but the general crowd of college students. 

"What are you guys doing?" you askm

"Uh...well..." Hoseok begins, on a more optimistic note as he decided to let unfold the beautiful ideas he was envisioning. Gesturing indicatively towards a particular Kim Seokjin, who at the moment was nodding politely to the person who was talking to him, he tentatively, he continues. "We were looking at this beautiful man here and were wondering if he was...your boyfriend or something?"

Yoongi cackles sarcastically at that earning a discreet warning look from Hoseok as you blush lightly, turning back to catch a glimpse of your favorite person at school again. Then you come to join both of them, standing on the other side of Yoongi and the three of you admire him from afar like he was a work of art. 

"I wish," you say, a little regretfully, grinning at them. "He's a college classmate of mine and he's really nice too."

"Nice..." Yoongi winces. "You guys gotta learn better vocabulary, I swear."

"Well," Hoseok says, turning to you and ignoring Yoongi. "If you like him, you should do something about that don't you think? I think the both of you would fit very well with each other considering that you have the same interests and you're both living alone abroad...I think, not that I know much about him," he adds quickly, trying to save himself. 

You hardly notice the flaws in his sentence though, occupied by the first part of sentence which has you going a little more red. You smile a little, a gesture that Hoseok finds very cute and turns to Yoongi, proud, almost beaming by what he had said made you do.

"I don't know," you admit, although you the all of you very well knew that that was something you've been thinking about for a while now. "He's way out of my league."

"Ay don't say that," Hoseok persists, hooking his arm in yours encouragingly. "This is could be an amazing step in your life! I'll help you out, okay?  I'll talk to his ange-h-him. I'll talk to him first."

"You've done a lot for me, you guys," you say, sliding his arm off you as you shake your head, politely and with a small smile. "You already helped me clean up the house and took me out on that spontaneous trip for a day. Kim Seokjin now? You'd really do that for me?"

You chuckle a little in the end, amused as you take his offer lightly. You supposed Hoseok was just that very helpful and sweet person and Yoongi somewhat the same but more as his partner than bringing forth the ideas himself. Together they were indeed amicable people albeit a little mysterious so now considering all they had done for you so far, you were only taking it as neighbourly friendliness. 

But you don't expect the sudden seriousness on their faces when you say that or in their voices. Looking more determined and genuine, Yoongi takes your hand in his earnestly as Hoseok smiles lightly.

"We'd do anything for you."