Angels Will Protect Us | SOPE

4: Love Yourself

"Y/n wake up, how long are you going to sleep?"

You stir from where you were drowsing on your bed. Something bright and warm shines onto your face, making you flinch and turn in the opposite direction but firm hands reach out to touch your shoulder gently and turn you towards them. 

You turn unwillingly, too lazy to fight, eyes still closed as you roll half onto Hoseok who sits on your bed watching you fondly, like a father looking at child. In some ways, you were his child. He'd watched you all your life, made sure you woke up happy everyday and were safe. It was the reason he was here as well.

"Don't wake me up," you mumble, "Leave me alone..."

[soop reference y'allll]

"Come on," he whispers, caressing your arm again but you don't move, unaware and not caring much for the two men in your room. You were half-asleep, for all you knew they were figments of your imagination. Hoseok sighs, moving away, not wanting to disturb you anymore. However, his partner is only just getting started.

"Get your ass up, Y/N," Yoongi orders, striding past Hoseok and placing his hands on your bedsheet. He pulls it roughly off of you, throwing it over his shoulder triumphantly leaving you exposed in a long, oversized shirt and your underwear for the both of them to see.

And that wakes you up.

Apart from the cold stinging air that attacks your skin, the fact that whatever it was that had ripped the covers off you was not fictional has your bursting your eyes open. The first thing they land on is your newly-moved in upstairs neighbours, one sitting by your naked legs as the other stands behind him holding your treasured blanket in his hand. 

"Oh my god!" you shout, voice cracking from sleep. Looking from them to yourself and realising that these strangers were just here, looking at you with your morning face, your ruffled hair and hardly wearing any clothing, you huddle up at once, going bright red as you attempt to cover your exposed thighs with your shirt. "What are you doi- Gimme that!"

You reach for the blanket that Yoongi had deprived you of but he holds it teasingly out of your reach before grinning. "Woke you up, did I?"

Balled up in awkward probably unattractive looking human bundle on the side of your bed, using pillows to cover your ass and underwear, you peek out at them, getting angry now. 

"You can't just come in like that! What are yo-?"

"We apologise," Hoseok understands then, bowing his head once. "But we thought it's time you got yourself together. It's quite late already and you've a lot to worry about instead of sleeping here."

Your face scrunches up in confusion and almost a sarcastic disbelief as you try to make sense of what he's saying, but you can hardly digest it. 

"Uhm...what?" you blurt, lost. It was quite bizarre and these new neighbours were definitely weird in a way, especially with them coming in here and staring at you sleeping. Was it some sort of fetish? Why were they waking you up in the first place and what was this talk of waking up and taking care of yourself...were they superstitious or something? Why did they care?

"Let's start with a cleanup, alright?" Hoseok asks, his tone kinder now. "We'll re-organise and set the house straight as it's in a bit of a mess. We'll get rid of things we don't need...that kind of stuff."

"You should also take a bath," Yoongi tells you, folding his arms behind Hoseok." 'Cause you look like shit right now and that's not gonna help. Then after that, you should eat something and not the leftover pizza from yesterday. Something fresh and healthy, as much as I hate to admit it."