Infallible (Stray Kids x Reader Angel AU)

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Word count: 1079

Chapter warnings: Mild language, intense themes, mention of suicide

[Please note: Do not kill yourself. If you need someone to speak to, you can call 800-273-8255. Help is available.]

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"Let me get this straight."

"Yes?" They were sitting on the rooftop, both criss-crossed, Seungmin gazing over her curiously. He was only occasionally making eye contact with her, mostly spending his time intrigued with her body. It didn't seem creepy, though, moreso like a child at the zoo.

"You're an angel. Like, flappy wings, golden halo, choirs and all that?" Laughing, he pulled up his knee, leaning on it.

"I mean, kind of. I do have wings. That's how I flew to grab you."

"But... where did they go?"

"I can hide them." He explained. "I can't just go walking around with big glowing wings all the time. That might draw a bit of attention."

"You can't just... be invisible?"

"I mean, I'm an angel, so I don't actually have a body. I'm a spiritual being. When I take on a human-ish body, though, I'm just as visible as you."

"So do you just follow me around?" She asked, stomach turning. Was he watching her while she was sleeping, or changing, or showering? A shiver ran up her spine just thinking about it.

"Not exactly. I just keep an eye on you."

"Does everyone have one?" He paused, looking to the left briefly, almost as if he didn't know the answer.

"Yes." Eyebrows tilting up, she thought about her own situation.

"If everyone has a guardian angel, and you just stopped me from killing myself... why can other people get away with it?"

"You... get away with it?"

"Yeah, why do they get to kill themselves? Are their angels just... chill?" Scoffing, his attitude changed from the soft kindness to a bit of attitude.

"First of all, you're welcome. You do not get to kill yourself, it's not a privilege. You know, most people are afraid of dying." She shrugged, dismissing it. She still hadn't received an answer to her question, but who really cared? She was talking to an angel, apparently. Maybe she had died, or was dying. That would explain this whole piece of insanity.

"Can I see them?" She asked, interrupting his little rant.

"Can... see what?"

"The wings." His nose scrunched up slightly.

"Why?"

"You're gonna tell me you're an angel and then just not show me the wings?"

"I mean..." He looked to her expectant face, sighing. "I guess." Standing back up, towering over her sitting body, they appeared back from behind him. Folding out from his shoulder blades, they cast a bright, yellow light over the area. He looked down to the street, checking to make sure no one was looking up to the rooftops. Each of the feathers of the wing folded under the one above it, a glistening accordion of light. They didn't at all seem like regular feathers, practically like a hologram. They radiated a certain warmth, as well, filling the area with their presence.

"Wow." She breathed. As she was still staring, they quickly folded back again, disappearing once more into the man's frame.

"That's enough of that." She had to reorient herself, still entranced by even the memory of their beauty. She was having a bit of trouble processing it, so she just breathed slowly, lungs emptying and relaxing her muscles. "So, seeing as how I saved your life, maybe you'd be willing to do me a favor?" Eyes narrowing, all warm fizzy feelings dissipated.

"E...excuse me?"

"You know, I'm asking you for something. In return, and all that." This sparked a bit of annoyance in her.

"First of all, you didn't save my life. I was perfectly fine doing what I was doing. Second of all, aren't you a guardian angel? That's literally your job."

"It's not like that, I-" As he was trying to explain, she was distracted by the figure descending behind him. Following her gaze, he looked behind him, watching as another winged figure flew down in a dive onto the roof, not unlike a bird.

"Seungmin, we-" It started to say. When she was able to look over the figure, she realized it was another man. He was significantly shorter than her guardian angel, and the wings that he too was hiding were a silvery, ash color rather than the yellow she had seen before.

"Not now, Jeongin, I'm in the middle of something."

"But the Archangel-"

"I said not now-" Scrambling to her feet, she backed up.

"Look, I don't know what's going on here, but I think I need to go home and go to bed. Honestly, I'm probably dreaming at this point. You guys... talk about whatever it is you need to talk about. I'm just gonna go reconsider my entire life."

"Wait, come on lady, I-"

"Lady?" She asked, "It's Y/N. You'd think as my guardian angel you'd know that."

"I- I do know that, I-"

"Look." She raised her hands. "If this is still happening tomorrow, feel free to come and find me."

"But- you're gonna- What if you-" She was beginning to realize he was really flustered, or in the most extreme of cases, maybe even angry. She noted to herself that angels did not only experience positive emotions. Admittedly, she'd like to stay and learn more about him, but there wasn't much to be done about the strange nature of his activities. Still, she couldn't handle it all in the moments. She had been good at running from her problems before, why stop now?"

"I'm not going to do anything crazy, just..." She breathed. "Just give me some space. You and..." she waved her hand, trying to recall the name of the other man. "Jeongin do whatever you need to." Before he could stop her, she exited through the utility door, walking down the staircase and out onto the street. Thankfully, she had been right, recognizing the area. While it wouldn't be fantastic, she was close enough to her home to walk. Looking around, she sighed to herself, then began her journey back.

When she had arrived, her knees slightly sore and head filled with questions and theories, she unlocked the door, slipping in and turning the lights on. She was ecstatic to finally be partially at peace. While it wasn't exactly the perfect rest she'd envisioned for that night, it was better than arguing with... angels. As she did so, though, she looked into the area, practically jumping as she saw yet another figure in front of her, leaning against the wall and looking off into the distance, as if deep in thought.