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❝𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲.❞ — INTRODUCTION.

A story in which Yeonjun is your troublemaker guardian angel.

Introduction. | One.

Pairing: GuardianAngel!Choi Yeonjun x Reader (Female)

Genre: 3 cups of fluff <3 served with 9000+ words, slow-burn, guardian angel au, fake bf!au, angst in later chapters

Warnings: Swearing, a little sexual harassment(?)

Playlist: Akin Ka Na Lang, Je Te Veux, Love Is You, Sweet, The One That Got Away

If one word was used to describe Yeonjun, it sure as hell would not be angel. In fact being called the word such as 'angel' when talking to an actual, real one would be a compliment but in this case, the situation was far from simple. With that adorable little innocent face, it would be difficult to believe that he was the one up in heaven causing disaster instead of creating miracles down below just by his presence. Expected tasks like these ‘miracles’ per se were something every angel should do, whether it be protecting or guiding any soul on Earth by their presence, but if Yeonjun had to be honest- he absolutely loathed the thought of being someone’s guardian angel, chained to a soul their entire life. They didn’t even die in the end, so what was the point? If his wings got far enough, he’d leave the moment he was asked to be one- which was inevitable. It was obvious that his thought process was incredibly unique from the other angels, begging for a chance to own freedom, and even he himself shamelessly acknowledged this.

Speaking of which, the disaster wasn’t even that bad once word got around. That bad in the sense that he admitted he indeed laughed at a kid who tripped at a random Walmart, but that kid had it coming- well... respectfully, in his opinion. If something had to be labeled karma, it’d certainly be this, though Yeonjun probably could’ve graced him with some liberality before he abandoned the rest of these expected tasks. Wrath must’ve came out from the Seraphim once they found out, but they couldn’t be that mad at him now, could they? Well... seeing as they haven’t caught his so called “bad behavior” yet, his hope went a long long way. A long long way enough for Yeonjun to feel as if he could keep doing this for an eternity. A long long way enough for him to feel free, like nothing was holding him back as long as he soared with his wings.

But how far could his faithful hope go when he eventually meets you?

Taehyun’s voice was crisp with disappointment, watching the other angel’s diverted facial expressions deviated from the main problem at hand. He felt the necessity to scold the rough angel once again.

“I’m sorry for pulling you aside, but I fear that because of your behavior, you’ll receive a punishment that is just.”

Just? Or was it something that would make the Seraphim feel better- reassured because they didn’t want any disorder of a second fallen angel in heaven?

He raised his eyebrows, his emotions plainly muddled as he turned his head to the side. The laughter struggling to escape from his chest wasn’t falling out in heaps now.

Yeonjun bit his bottom lip, the air becoming thick with silence as Wooyoung stared at the two whispering bewildered. This scenario with the head of the Seraphim’s closest member most likely meant he did something wrong. It wasn’t everyday that you saw an angel being pulled off to the side by one of the Seraphim head’s closest acquaintances, however whatever it was wouldn’t be too bad, right? Sure, his older “brother” was sneaky at some times- contrary to the good behavior of himself- but he was a good angel at heart and the whole hierarchy knew that. To some extent being understandable, the Seraphim had no right to label him as the upcoming second fallen angel, following in the devil’s footsteps.

Taehyun rolled his eyes, watching Yeonjun’s eyes become lost in a daze.

“Excuse me, if you will pay attention? We’ve noticed that your actions have been quite... problematic recently. I believe that we’ve given you way too many notices, and yet you still continue to break your oaths as an angel. I’m sure you fear the wrath of God, don’t you? Listen up, or else you may not like what else the head of the Seraphim may have to say.”

Yeonjun was stunned as he listened to Taehyun’s harsh words. Ironic enough, his tone was as soft as cotton candy, but the words he was saying was deadly threatening enough to send chills down Yeonjun’s back. He didn’t do anything that remotely wrong to piss them off for good this time, did he? Well despite the fact that he found entertainment in the fact that a cheater was getting what they deserved after a messy situation, it wasn’t an action you’d instantly think as terrible once comparing the two together. It must’ve all piled up then. He could only purse his lips listening to Taehyun ramble on and on as he wondered what punishment the other angel was inquiring about.

“Let’s see what the head of the Seraphim and the board has to say to this. I hope you will become more aware of your actions now.”

After a moment of reflection which meant totally not paying attention to what his punishment was and looking back on his own actions for the day, Yeonjun nodded his head, accepting his so called defeat. So they finally had enough of him, huh? There was nothing else he could do but follow Taehyun into the intricate corridors, somehow filled with blooming life and luminous colors- yet at the same time, still manage create devoid emptiness in Yeonjun’s soul as he feared what the Seraphim had in store for him.

If fear wasn’t on Yeonjun’s plate, it definitely was now. He watched as most of the Seraphim members turned to the side once he arrived, most likely talking about what would seem fit for his punishment. Yeonjun all in all tried not to really think much of the situation, but seeing all of those higher angels eye him down and speak about him in a wrong manner made his soul feel jumpy. He was literally right there watching them too and perhaps if he actually cared, maybe he would try to listen to what they had to say about him. But the thing that really worried him the most was the head of the whole group, Juno, who only smiled and stared at him while Taehyun whispered a couple things to note in his ear- probably analyzing his actions as the most trusted angel on God’s right hand.

It was an understatement to say that it was tiring to see the whole world against him just because he was craving for some freedom, and yet Yeonjun couldn’t say he was surprised. He was talking about the Seraphim, wasn’t he?

A couple moments later which seemed like an eternity, they all hushed as Yeonjun stood stiffly in the middle of the polished, snow white floor. He wasn’t able to make eye contact with any of them- their gazes were too sharp with disappointment and they’d probably pierce him with one look anyway so why bother trying? He could tell that most of them weren’t fond of him from the way they sent him dirty looks and laughed at his appearance when he walked in. It totally contradicted the definition of the word angel, especially for the high and mighty Seraphim board.

A curt yet soft voice echoed throughout the enormous room.

“You may be dismissed,” Juno announced brusquely, and the rest of them left as quickly as they arrived. At first he thought it was for him, but it wasn’t that easy. Yeonjun could clearly feel the tension in the air while they departed one by one, and he hoped that whatever they planned for him- it wouldn’t be half as bad as their dissatisfied gazes made it out to be.

Eagerly he took a step towards the polite angel, clenching his fists tightly and hoping that they wouldn’t take his question too rudely.

“I’m sorry for my question, most highest Seraphim... but what exactly is the point of this? Can’t you just tell me what my punishment is?”

It seemed as if he was amused by this interaction and got up from his chair, taking hold of Yeonjun’s hand as he led him to one of the chambers from the room. The awkwardness that should’ve come out from him was barely recognized, his polite smile encouraging him to do the same.

“Yeonjun, follow us, please? It’ll only be a second.”

Carefully his eyes roamed the walls, only to find a dull golden door in his face. Juno urged him to turn the handle himself, expecting a positive reaction even though the door didn’t seem all that interesting. From the outside there wasn’t anything mind-blowing about it like the boring most expected sheen of sparkles, and yet Yeonjun could easily say it was one of the biggest betrayals his mind could have ever received.

The way he gasped upon entering, his eyes filling with stars caused both Juno and Taehyun to smile as they pulled him along to his destined location, feeling the same curiosity to what the room had to offer just like every time they went there. White bubbles upon bubbles of human life pictured every single person and their every action, from a little baby wasting tears due to an empty bottle to an old man reading a book by the river, exhaling deeply out into the woody atmosphere. Yeonjun found every moment he witnessed to be beautiful, implausibly more breathtaking than every trinket of rich imaginable sought before.

Juno carried him along to one of the corners where they all stayed put, just watching the mysteries of life unravel in their very eyes. He reached out to touch one hesitantly, and they all watched it ripple in his hands. It was like every bubble was customized quite distinctively, a quality that made each one charming in their own way. Watching, Yeonjun couldn’t tell if touching it had any effect, but the human inside the little bubble smiled as if an indirect grace touched their short lifetime.

“There’s a reason why we don’t use this room frequently nor open it for anyone to see, and I’m sure you know why. It could be dangerous, if put into the wrong hands. Thankfully nothing has happened to any of these bubbles before, but it was close enough for a fallen angel to reach before we guarded it just in time- which is one of the reasons why we no longer have it open for other angels to see anymore.”

“Oh, yeah! But it’s just so... pretty,” he grinned, spinning around to see billions of small yet breathtaking bubbles somehow fill the tiny chamber. His white gown followed him around with every step he took as he made a promise in his head to watch a million bubbles, truly knowing that there were millions- billions more. He was tempted to touch one as well like Juno did, but that’d probably be dangerous without knowing the proper steps, and he’d probably mess them up somehow.

“It is pretty, isn’t it? That’s why we have to protect each human life and bless them with graces so we can see them up here with us when they crumble.”

Silently the three of them admired each one of the bubbles, iridescent and glowing with the possibilities of human life. Yeonjun watched as one popped up out of the blue suddenly, only for one huge one to disappear into thin air. Those actions themselves signified birth and death itself, from arriving suddenly to evaporating as peacefully once the weight was too much to handle. But his so called punishment didn’t make any sense. Why would they take the darned troublemaker here if he could be great danger to them?

“Well then, why am I here then? If this isn’t something I particularly view as punishment- not to mention that it’s such a gorgeous sight to see, why was I brought here?”

Both Taehyun and Juno shot a knowing, sneaky look at each other which was nothing short of mischievousness causing made him to be all the more confused. Was what they had in mind that bad or were they just hoping he wouldn’t like it?

“Oh, you’ll see,” Juno grinned playfully, “once we find the bubble, then I’m sure you’ll be able to piece it all together. I’m taking it you’re not that dumb to be causing some mishap to all the Seraphim board.”

Once they find the bubble? What bubble? Yeonjun tilted his head to the side in confusion, watching the two angels rearrange every single bubble in the room, hoping to find what they were looking for in the first place. Not soon after an exclamation came from Juno a couple feet away from him.

“Ah, here it is!”

In the bubble was a human girl, biting her lip in concentration as she wrote something down in her notebook, listening to someone present an important speech full of vital information. She was doing her best to pay attention with how fast she wrote, but he could tell that her mind was somewhere else compared to the tedious room. He wondered what was on her mind and longed to know more. You could say that Yeonjun was interested in the thought of human life itself, but everything else begged to differ once he saw her. The girl’s features were simply charming, and the first thing Yeonjun thought to himself when he saw her was the word ‘beautiful.’

Softly smiling, he watched her close up the journal and leave the room with other people following suit. He wasn’t sure what fond feeling he was getting from seeing her carry her books out the door and wander through the hallways, but it seemed Juno and Taehyun noticed this and glanced at each other with a smirk, considering he would somehow enjoy this job even if he said he hated it.

“It seems you like her already,” Taehyun teased, taking the bubble away from Juno's hands, “you asked what you were doing, right? After this, Yeonjun, I’m proud to announce as the head of the Seraphim that your job is to keep watch over her as her guardian angel. I’m sure you’ll have no problem doing it?”

Her guardian angel...? Him as a guardian angel?!

They couldn’t be serious!

In a moment of hesitation he paused, his lips tainted with a taste of dissatisfaction. Out of everything they could make him do, they decided to assign him as his guardian angel? All of that fondness that came with that girl disappeared in only a second, and he exasperatedly sighed, upset. His mind was reeling with questions, making him blurt out the only thing he could say at that time.

“You want me to watch that?” He chuckled in disbelief to himself, pointing at the clumsy human girl who fell over her own shoes at one of the hallways in the building.

“That person’s a mess! Can’t you give me any higher position? With all due respect, I don’t want to be a babysitter for eternity!”

Juno raised an eyebrow at Yeonjun’s complaining, dumbfounded mouth opening to a mocking expression once he heard those words. It was a good thing that he’d come to change his mind once he realized he wanted to protect her, but for now he’d be stuck being ignorant with a worthless opinion.

“A babysitter for eternity? That’s what you think of guardian angels’ jobs? Unfortunately with this human, their last guardian angel wasn’t able to complete their task. They made themselves known, and we regrettably had to break them apart. It’s good enough that they were only friends but even so... it would be a threat to humanity if our kind got too close.”

Yeonjun’s eyes widened upon hearing this, looking once more at the bubble where the girl was dusting off her knees from the fall. She looked... happy, as if nothing was wrong- like that event with her last guardian angel never happened. He then glanced down to the ground, becoming too curious for his own good to not care.

“How did you know they got too close? And what was her reaction when you separated the two of them?”

This time, the expressions of Juno and Taehyun were grim and they put the bubble away, moving it far away so Yeonjun could no longer see it. He wasn’t sure why.

“It was simple enough. We got a complai- report from God, and they had to say goodbye for both of their own goods. It was harder on the guardian angel since we wiped out the child’s memory, but... it caused irreparable damage that we could never fix. Hence, why we should never show ourselves to a human though only in the case of an emergency.”

Something in Yeonjun’s gut- if you could call it that- told him that that reason they found out the dangerous friendship wasn’t entirely the truth. It was something more... something more, but clearly the refined angels wouldn’t tell him.

They filed out the special room one by one and Yeonjun shot a longing glance at the girl’s glittery bubble, hidden in the far back. Maybe he wasn’t being rational, but freedom was more important than whatever you had to bring once he got to know you. He wasn’t exactly sure how he was going to do it, but surely he would fail his task too like the last one and never have to be held down as a babysitter ever again. He’d sabotage his given mission to some extent... just so that he wouldn’t have to do a job as wearily as this.

Taehyun’s intrigued voice brought him out of his trance, clearing his throat as he softly asked, “so... will you be her guardian angel? We don’t want you to face God, you know.”

Although Yeonjun wasn’t happy, he just nodded his head with reluctance. Maybe this’ll be better for him, a part of him said, but most of him was in agreement that he would never become fond of you ever. It was pathetic enough they assigned him to do this, and because of it he’d never see his friends most of the time since he’ll obviously be protecting you 24/7. Hoping that this nightmare would be over soon he sighed, staring down into the abyss where Earth and heaven met below.

“Okay, fine. I’ll be her guardian angel.”

Juno and Taehyun smiled at each other at this, and the distance between Yeonjun and them became even farther as he spread his wings.

“We trust you, Yeonjun, and we know you’ll do well. Everything will be okay if you obey the rules.”

He just closed his eyes and jumped down, taking a deep deep breath as their voices became nothing but a whisper. The icy wind against his cheeks felt like freedom as he looked for you silently, shooting through the air with grace and begrudging dedication. It definitely wouldn’t be the last time he searched for you, but he was hopeful everything would be okay.

That is, wishing aimlessly that you wouldn’t be a handful for him once he got to know you.

The day that Yeonjun met you was the day that he wanted to fly back up to heaven and actually face God himself. It was literally that bad, and that angel who was originally your guardian angel when you were younger was lucky not to have experienced any of your mood swings. He hated being insinuated as a babysitter, but now his job was even worse due to the fact that it was you.

At first, Yeonjun was keen on the sole purpose of sabotaging his mission so that the Seraphim would find something much better for him to do. Taking in the fact that he never liked you the moment he set eyes on you... well that was a black lie for himself to confidently state- that lie itself would be beneficial in some way and he had to show that or else they’d send him back to you. He never even considered you to be someone he should guide or take care of whenever you were in trouble, the first time he laid eyes on you. But that was a painful lie too, and he actually thought you were harmless until you quickly proved him wrong...?

There was no reason to apparently make him a better angel, if you were going to be an obnoxious pain in the ass anyway.

He found you over at a coffee shop one day, typing away at an old laptop while sipping on a mere cup of coffee to calm your nerves. As the minutes passed, you seemed to become frustrated and that’s when it happened. You broke down. In the middle of the coffee shop. Crying your heart out and not giving a crap about who saw.

Yeonjun felt deep sympathy for the customers who were hearing you damage your eyes by sobbing, but at the same time he couldn’t blame you. If you had to do something frustrating like that 24/7 (aka his job but he couldn’t say anything about that for now), then you’d definitely break down. What a shame your guardian angel couldn’t do the same watching you, but he was intent on not getting too upset with you. It was funny considering it was the exact opposite everyday.

You then checked your camera to make sure you didn’t look like a mess after a while of crying on the table, making sure you looked just fine by adjusting your ruffled hair and furiously wiping at your red cheeks. It was as if you never even cried in the first place and went back to working just like that. You even threw up a peace sign while you were at it! Yeonjun felt all the energy drain in his soul being replaced with mayhem. Was this normal for some people or were you simply crazy?

Regretfully, Yeonjun continued to watch you work from three in the afternoon to seven in the evening, patiently waiting for you to collect your things and leave. He was as bored as you when it came to actually working, but oh no he couldn’t just leave! As much as he wanted to, the urge to prove himself to those Seraphims was stronger, and he never wanted to miss a real challenge even by playing dirty. It wasn’t like he wasn’t expecting anything to go wrong with your situation though, obviously not. Because at some point, he watched you doze off on the beige table, eyelids heavy with sleep and fatigue.

Instead of becoming irritated at this your guardian angel just smirked at you, remembering how he was supposed to ruin his earthly mission as well. Going inside the bathroom, he transformed into his physical form as bright rays of soft white light glimmered in the unused stall. He was just as shocked when his eyelashes fluttered in the mirror, blinking carefully to make sure he wasn’t screwing himself and taking in the fact that he was an actual... gorgeous human?! In heaven, their appearances were made with only the luminous of colors, so being a human was vastly different. And not to mention, he had blue hair as well which made his cheeks tinge strawberry red. It looked good however... there was one other thing. Humans naturally didn’t have a color like this which made him afraid he wouldn’t convince anyone, but it was worth giving a try. It could even be entertaining watching you wake up from your deliriousness to see an angel with stunning blue hair like him! Not to be egotistical or anything...

Once he located your spot again, he tapped your shoulders several times and chuckled when you kept muttering to leave you alone in your sleep. It was hopeless, but that didn’t mean Yeonjun gave up. Therefore, he kept ‘delicately’ punching your shoulder every single minute just to get you up from your head scratching choice of a bed. If it was up to him, he’d probably pull your hair a little, but you both were out in public and things like that were most likely considered strange in the human world. He only decided to run off as soon as your eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the blinking light of your laptop signaling that the battery was about to die. He laughed to himself when you yawned whilst grumbling incoherent words. After all, he couldn’t just reveal himself to you unless in an emergency, right?

Just as you rubbed your eyes, you caught sight of a blueberry color haired boy who scurried off to the bathroom as soon as you mumbled in protest. It was strangely inexplicable. Somehow you were getting this sense of familiarity upon laying eyes on him, but you couldn’t be certain just yet- especially when you were still trying to open your damn eyes. Though if he was the one who woke you up just before closing time, you were thankful. However, you also embarrassed yourself in front of someone cute! You’d allow to beat yourself up after though, once you got home.

Yeonjun snickered beside the door of the bathroom, happy enough you were finally opting to pack up your things.

Being your guardian angel was fun at times, he had to admit. Surely, things couldn’t get worse? Boy, did you prove him wrong.

The coming weeks became even more dreadful compared to what he expected them to be. It wasn’t in the sense of having no idea how to guide you through all of it, but you were constantly on edge for as long as he could remember. He felt bad for saying it, but you really had no clue how to take care of yourself during university life. There were even some moments of watching you that he wanted to make himself physically appear just to make you feel better out of pity, but he couldn’t allow himself to lose so easily. The nights were always long as he tediously waited for some sign of awakening, and he never failed to tuck you into bed when you kept falling asleep whilst working. The mornings weren’t better either, and sometimes he made some food for you when your eyes were shut just to make you feel better, hoping you’d fall into the trap of the lie that you probably bought it the night before like always.

Perhaps this was the reason why your last failed guardian angel made himself known to you? You needed someone to take care of you, as lonely as you were. But back then you were a child, so you couldn’t possibly be that bad. He had no clue how much that thought process could easily prove him very wrong for the nth time.

If there was one thing Yeonjun came to realize the first month of watching you, it would be that you were an irrevocable mess that he should’ve never protected in the first place. Like mentioned before, you needed someone- a guardian angel who didn’t want anything to do with a careless human- anyone who could help you survive. God, how pathetic was that?

It was cold, but you were just an insignificant waste of life to him- as harsh as it was to say behind your back.

Over and over Yeonjun kept taking care of you despite his bitterness of not wanting to do it, and like a fool you had no clue. There was some part of him that eventually came to acknowledge that this was his mission now, though he was always ready to drop you too- maybe too easily when he finally completed it. However, there was no denying in the fact that you were endearing to Yeonjun as much as he tried to reject the idea. You were someone important to him, and it was time that made him realize how much protecting you came because of his free will.

After long weeks of studying and catching up on what you had missed after visiting your hometown, you thought it would be good to have some fun with your friends. Your body was aching to do anything but sit on that damned cold chair and study the whole night, typing furiously away on new topics that were necessary to study- a prime example of not thinking of yourself throughout those past few weeks. Your eyes would burn with pain every time you opened up your laptop, sensing that you were doing this shit again. It was a given that stress must’ve been bothering your nerves, so what harm would it do if you let go? Especially since it was a Friday night which meant you could take it easy on yourself and use Saturday as a well needed break! Plus at this rate, you might as well pile it up on Sunday, called a resting day, which makes your apparent life changing decision ironic.

... but did you listen to your head screaming at you to get back to work in order to boost your future of a dream?

Guess what- it was a big fat no!

That’s why you were there at one of the parties your friend invited you to, supposedly having the time of your life and not focusing on your studies for once. What a surprise that it would be the polar opposite situation for you. This time, you were in charged to be the “mom” friend who kept everyone in line and not do something probably illegal with them in the process. You’d drive them home sober as soon as they were done partying, which meant you got no fun at all when it came to drinks- by letting yourself loose.

And at first you promised to yourself that you would be a good friend, hence going with that plan and totally not judging their actions whilst drunk.

But the moment you entered, each of you separated, so your eyes were searching everywhere in the enormous room just in case they were in trouble. Your nerves were a mess as you looked around desperately for them, knowing that they would be anywhere at that point! So... you felt bad while doing it since you were going back on what was on your mind, but you wanted to let go of that stress overwhelming the way you acted. What made your agreement with them worse was that you took just a couple drinks earlier so you wouldn’t be able to see well but... after all, they were your friends and they knew how much you needed a night like this.

Thankfully, you had a close friend who was against drinking who had actually come to the party so you soon eased into the atmosphere of the party, holding a red cup in hand and hoping that you didn’t seem so awkward. Though contradicting, drinks helped a lot with your mood, huh?

Although you were tipsy- not drunk as you called it, that itself didn’t help at all. You couldn’t see any of your friends no matter where you went, well not like this if the party was filled to the brim. After giving up you just shrugged your shoulders, placing the empty cup of anxiety- you had only used it a couple of times to be refilled with drinks and worry- on one of the tables weighted with other ones. The conclusion was obvious, anyway. There was nothing else you could do if you couldn’t find them. So why not have fun for a little more while and let them come to you?

That’s when you really did find yourself.

All the while Yeonjun grumbled to himself, watching you dance like a fool in the middle of the room where all those disgusting sweaty bodies were dancing to the beat. It was appalling, watching you slowly get into it. All he wanted to do was get out of there, but how would he be able to fulfill himself when the Seraphim were probably on tight guard 24/7? It didn’t make sense to him either with how you carried yourself. Before you didn’t seem like you even cared about parties with the way you studied on Thursday as he stayed not too far behind. And now you were acting like you were having the time of your life when the objective was to stay with your friends in the first place and not get drunk? You were an open book, so Yeonjun just couldn’t wrap his head around it. And even if you did drink, weren’t you only supposed to be a little tipsy?

He just sighed once more and leaned against one of the walls, keeping an eye on you like he’d remorsefully done the whole night. This time you were looking for your friends instead of the fact that you’d “accidentally” abandoned them and just wanted to have fun. Why did he have to be a babysitter belonging to someone so stupid they couldn’t find their own comrades? At least be it someone worth protecting! Just for a second, he let his eyes fall upon the ground. To anyone, he probably looked creepy just staring there at a girl who was oblivious to her surroundings and hadn’t noticed him yet, although he was quite thankful she didn’t otherwise he wouldn’t be able to come up with an excuse. Luck was clearly not on his side tonight, and it was all because of that little second where he looked away that he unfortunately lost track of her whereabouts.

Yeonjun’s groan was nothing short of frustrated, making it obvious that he was upset he lost you- a person who should be responsible of their own actions, but must be guided through an angel according to the Seraphim head. How funny, he was laughing- laughing at how stupid you were. It was an demeaning, embarrassing rule in his opinion, and the fact that you had no reason what you were doing to yourself proved it even more.

Amazingly, he was able to locate you just in time before you passed out beside the entrance door. It was dangerous considering that it was way too late into the night that you were by yourself, plus there was a noticeable comparison that you were more drunk than tipsy in which anybody could take advantage of your vulnerability. You looked like an absolute fool to Yeonjun, a whole clown.

“Well, just perfect. Stupid and can’t sense that this isn’t where her home is. I should’ve just picked the other option of speaking to God since it was clearly a better choice,” Yeonjun muttered to himself, closing the distance between the two of you as he ran with all his might and watched you throw up all the more.

When Yeonjun found you outside next to the door puking your guts out, he was nonetheless mortified yet unimpressed that this was the outcome of your partying. Drinking that much and still calling yourself tipsy even when you’re evidently not must have affected you in some way. Of course, Yeonjun had never gotten drunk before since he was an angel, but he could only imagine what it felt like. With this scenario, you were absolutely dying for some help- although your poor guardian angel didn’t want to dirty his clothes at all knowing he was the one to take you home. The possibilities were endless if he was bold enough to leave you out there to fend for yourself, so maybe he’d help just this once just by deciding on his own.

As we can see, Yeonjun totally deserved the angel of the year award, and it showcased him truly when he chuckled at the sounds you made while throwing up. You seemed to be a lost cause just huddling there over the bushes, groaning out in pain whenever another hurling session punched your guts. It wasn’t until you were lowkey passing out on the ground that Yeonjun finally decided to come help you. His laughter was barely contained in his chest.

“Let’s go home, okay?”

Sighing at your weakness, he drooped you over his shoulder and hoped for the best. Surely nothing could go wrong, right? Well not with you, but everything turned out well in the end so he embraced the feeling with confidence in his mind. He was a fool, just like you, to be trusting optimistically at that moment.

Yeonjun obviously knew that it would take a while for the two of you to get home. Your friends must’ve drove you there, huh? It was a shame they couldn’t now... Every now and then a thought would pop up in his mind that using his wings would be so much faster, but he couldn’t afford to risk it. You’d possibly wake up and claw his out eyes out. Or you’d panic so hard you’d fall out of his arms.

Although, it didn’t seem like a bad idea entirely. But now clawing his eyes out was just grotesque!

With all of the thoughts clouding Yeonjun’s mind as he worked on foot to get you home, he didn’t notice that you were gradually waking up. You had no recollection of the memories, but they’d eventually flood back like they always did.

As your eyes adjusted to the sudden black of the sky compared to the blinding lights of the party, you were incredibly surprised when you heard a foggy breath fade into the cloudy night. Fearfully you turned your head to the side to see...

A... beautiful blue haired boy with... pearly doe eyes?

You couldn’t place a finger on it, but his presence seemed a bit too familiar. That didn’t mean you didn’t freak out though. Because you ran towards whatever direction you could- albeit almost falling with every step thanks to earlier drinks- screaming like a madwoman that needed urgent help. Pretty much understandable given your situation of waking up to someone carrying you wherever- one obviously has to assume that they’re getting kidnapped when taken advantage of.

“What the- wait! Come back!”

“Someone, save me! There’s this weird, blue haired man that’s trying to kidnap me!”

Now this was definitely one way to meet your guardian angel- Yeonjun thought to himself as his feet carried him along with the chilly breeze. His legs were sore at this point from the extra baggage and concentration it was taken to turn physically, and now you were running away from someone who was protecting you? The whole thing was ironic.

While you on the other hand thought that anywhere you could go, you would go as long as you didn’t see that... weird, mysterious yet heavenly man??? who pulled you by the shoulder earlier when you were alone by yourself. All signs pointed to danger, no matter how drunk you were as you ran around screaming for help! That’s when you found yourself mistakenly sprinting into a dark alley full of intimidating people who just watched you wave your arms around like a crazy person.

“Well, isn’t this a treat?” A gruffy voice spoke out from the corner, sending chills down your back as you stopped in your tracks. You weren’t one to judge but if you looked at it from all sides, none of them had any good intentions. Just like that... strange, irresistible man earlier perhaps? The crowding into one smelly circle in the middle of the night, the hiding from every other human being, the men whose wives left them due to disappointment (you weren’t shocked actually)... it all lined up.

By now you assumed you lost whom you were running from, but it felt even worse now that you had gotten yourself in this situation. A for effort that you tried fleeing, however it looks like you fell into more danger by trying to save your life and interacting with these men.

“Why don’t you have some fun with us tonight?” One of them suggested, about to grab you by the arm, “we promise we’ll make you have a good time.”

While you were paralyzed in space about to let out the loudest shriek you could’ve ever done in your whole entire lifetime, Yeonjun had finally caught up to you. You immediately started sprinting wherever you could again just as you made physical contact with the stranger, and seeing him again too. Mixed together and you get a deadly combo! Yeonjun just tiredly groaned in annoyance, furrowing his eyebrows until they started trembling by themselves. What a surprise there, huh?

This time, he wasn’t going to lose. He was tailing you down every second, and sooner or later you would calm down once you opened your ears to a very scary “kidnapper.”

“Ugh, will you just listen to me?! I don’t understand how you can have all this energy in the middle of the night!”

"Leave me alone! Don’t think about even touching me too, creep!” You shouted, trying to pull yourself together even though your head was racing with solutions to your problem. Since the party had started a few hours ago as well as your last drink- keep in mind that it only came up 30 minutes ago or so- you were feeling a bit better after knocking out, but that clearly did not help the pulsing headache aching your temple. You didn’t even know what time it was!

The men who watched this hated every second of it.

“Will you stop your crying over there? Go bother someone else!” It was that same gruffy voice again, and the both of you paused from trying to tackle each other. Yeonjun found this the perfect opportunity to catch you while you were vulnerable from hearing one of the man’s voice. He also took the responsibility of answering, and pulled you to the side where you were adamant on still trying to land a hit on him to no avail.

“Yeah... sorry, we’ll leave. My girlfriend,” he lied through gritted teeth, “apparently can’t make decisions for herself.”

This seemed to tick you off even more, and you hit him in the back as best you could- which surprisingly only made him take a couple steps forward. He acted like it was nothing though, from the way he recovered just as quickly as you hit him in the first place. It didn’t even leave a bruise on him.

You yelled into his ear, putting your hands together beside your mouth, “I don’t even know who you are, you creep!”

He was about to say something, but you didn’t allow him to.

“I’m not your girlfriend either, so don’t even get the wrong idea!”

The men again just stared at the two of you struggling together, zoning completely out of their world. Honestly, they were all intimidated. Each of them could feel this boy wasn’t like any other, their intuition speaking up before they could act irrationally. So without another word, they decided to cause trouble in another place, leaving when the gorgeous stranger said something again, and you thanked God profusely for whoever that person taking you home was- though only because he supposedly scared them away.

Well, at least one of your problems were solved! However, it was strange how they left without saying anything else when they could obviously outnumber the boy in every way- both in number and strength. You, on the other hand, was not scared but still a little suspicious... who wouldn’t be?

The blue haired boy just groaned while you were still trying to pick up your breath. Again, he didn’t seem affected at all by what just went down- there weren’t any sign of fear to be found on his face.

“Are you trying to kill yourself? You could obviously see that those people are dangerous... you have to be more careful next time!”

Your legs felt like jelly as you struggled to remain standing by yourself, and your nauseous stomach clearly didn’t help either. Yeonjun seemed to notice how you were fighting with your own balance, wondering what he could do to be of assistance as your guardian angel when an idea popped up in his head.

“Come on,” he muttered to himself while picking you up so effortlessly, “you can’t walk so just let me help you, okay?” His arms scampered underneath your legs to sweep you off your feet quite literally, and soon enough you found yourself being held bridal style in the mysterious boy’s arms. Tightly.

The close proximity made your heart do flips, and the amount of butterflies in your stomach increased. No one had ever been like this towards you before, so this was pretty much a foreign feeling. But you weren’t going to admit you liked it though. He was absolutely no one to you!

“Ugh, get your hands off me,” you whispered, embarrassed, feeling the heat fly up to your face. “Why are you even doing this? I don’t even know you, stupid.”

The stranger who was carrying you in his arms just laughed at your words, comfortable to be holding you close like this. It made your heart pound faster with how he seemed to be paying more attention to you than the direction he was going, but you were probably looking into it too much. Your ears flushed with embarrassment, scorching in the cool night.

Without another word or warning, he stopped and just looked at you, barely hesitant of what he was going to say.

“Because I want to protect you, silly. It’s not safe being out here by yourself during this time, you know.”

You pursed your lips at his short response, not expecting that to be his answer at all. Were you really that important to him even though you just met that night? In your mind, what he said actually sounded genuine. Something seemed off judging from the situation but if you kept listening to your gut, you knew whoever this was wasn’t someone who had bad intentions... the failed realization from earlier was basically useless now that you saw how irritated he was.

Yeonjun was aware of the silence and looked back down at you to make sure you were okay only to find you only zoning off and staring at his chest. What were you thinking in that pretty head of yours? He shook you gently in his arms as you were fragile, but this just caused you to snap out of your daze immediately. He smirked, wondering all the more what you wanted to say to him.

“Not confident enough to be looking at me and saying rude things anymore, huh? Have you finally decided to give up?”

You shook your head happily, quietly laughing at his joke as he cheekily grinned back, your hands coming up to lay on a snug place at his chest. Surprisingly, it was... warm? Ugh, you really needed to quiet those impulsive thoughts of yours somehow since he was a literal stranger- which brought you to ask him the truth you were dying to know.

Your voice was trembling as you spoke this time, all confidence that you could remember- gone like he said a second ago, as you now tugged gently on the material of his shirt.

“Who are you anyway? Do I know you? I know we’ve only met tonight, but you seem to be familiar to me. I’m sorry if I can’t remember, really, but I seriously don’t know who you are.”

Yeonjun was quite surprised that you remembered him, unintentionally letting you loose in his arms for a few seconds until you screamed at the top of your lungs.

“Hey, don’t drop me! You suggested carrying me in the first place, so you should carry through with that promise!”

Unbeknownst to you, the poor angel was stuck whether he should tell you the truth of not. He could get into serious, serious trouble if he told you about what he really was, but... wait, perhaps this could get him out of it since the Seraphim would somehow find out soon enough. He’d never have to see you again and not be responsible of you, plus you wouldn’t remember a thing in the end so the consequence wouldn’t be too bad.

Was it worth it though? If it meant you’d shut up with your continuous babbling, then hell yeah it was.

He gazed into your sparkling, pearly eyes, admiring how you looked in his arms. It... somehow felt right, but that was only because he was your angel.

“Gosh, I don’t see what your last guardian angel saw in you. You’re giving me a headache just by hearing your voice.”

Glaring at him, you were tempted to give him a middle finger for being such a hassle to talk to. He made you laugh a second ago, and now he was being a big jerk again! Also, did you mention that you were extremely confused? Why did he have to bring up that when you asked for just the tiniest piece of information? You knitted your eyebrows together tightly.

“What are you talking about? Why are we talking about guardian angels all of a sudden?”

Yeonjun looked down at you, the corners of his lips lifting up into a teasing smirk.

“Are you deaf? You heard what I said.”

Okay, well you think you had enough of listening to him.

“I’m not deaf, and I heard it! But you’re not making any sense right now, and it’s driving me insane!”

He retorted as fast as you could, “you’re driving me insane by not shutting your mouth.”

Searching his face for any other emotion, you hoped to see that you were pissing him off so he’d let you go but as always, it was blank. No reaction- so maybe he was telling the truth somehow. He was probably born with a calm, uncaring expression and no hint of a smile either... with keen eyes on getting you home and...

“Y/N, we have to get you home or else there will be trouble for both of us. Will you be quiet for just a second, please?”

Crap.

How could you be so stupid? How could you trust him with getting you home when you didn’t even tell him your address?!

Your blood ran cold. You may have felt safe in his arms, but this was becoming too much for you. If you recalled correctly, you had never even told him your name so the only reasonable explanation for this was that he was your stalker!

“LEAVE ME ALONEEE!” You cried, screaming all so suddenly that it made your supposed stalker wonder if his ears were actually bleeding.

“YOU’RE MY STALKER, THAT’S WHY YOU’RE TAKING ME HOME!”

The amount of times Yeonjun rolled his eyes was priceless, especially now that you were accusing him of being something he definitely wasn’t. Well, if you worded it that way, then you were like 25% right. The fact that he had to deal with something like this all day when he could be roaming free made it ironic, and he couldn’t blame you if you thought he was someone dangerous. At least that was something you both agreed on.

“So I’m your stalker now? When I protected you from those dangerous men?”

You nodded your head furiously, punching his chest as hard as you could and kicking your legs around. It only made Yeonjun more frustrated, and he felt the urge to drop you for being a bother when he was only trying to help on his own.

“You’re a stalker! Leave me alone or else- or else!”

As soon as you said- more like screamed- that, Yeonjun covered your mouth, practically desperate to get you to shut your mouth. He considered his options over and over again, and the only reasonable one that he could come up with was that you needed to know the truth. He blurted his answer out shamelessly while you were busy trying to claw his eyes out.

“Y/N! I’m an angel! Your guardian angel, so will you please just calm down?!”

You stopped scuffling in his arms immediately.

He wasn’t serious, was he? From the looks of his panicked yet still slightly calm expression to hold it together, you were unsure if he was lying to you. But there was literally no way! Things like that didn’t exist!

Instead of overreacting that one person knew the truth, he just laughed at your stunned reaction and the way your mouth fell. You were probably freaking about this discovery and how he was actually telling you the truth. Now there was no reason to be afraid, was there? You could trust him like he said, but it would be no surprise at all if you proved him wrong again.

“WHOEVER YOU ARE, YOU’RE LYING SO DON’T EVEN THINK-”

Without warning Yeonjun shot out his wings from his back, and they became alive, fluttering and flickering with the night breeze as their guide. The tip of his right wing brushed against your elbow as you struggled to let air into your lungs, too shocked that whoever that being was was not telling you a single lie. Soft and tender he treated you as his feet lifted from the street a little, and you were more concentrated on the fact that an angel came to visit you than you were off the ground.

“B-but, y-you...”

This time your stomach wasn’t filled with any butterflies. To say the least, you felt queasy as if your head was messing with you and that should’ve been the reason. Never once in your life had you believed that there were actually living angels out there, but this moment proved you wrong no matter how much your mind was convincing you that it was a dream.

You watched him shoot up into the sky, holding you as tightly as he could by his chest. The stars were the most beautiful tonight since you could see them more clearly, but whoever he was was more stunning than all those big balls of gas combined. It wasn’t possible, but here was this ethereal human being with wings carry you through the night. Angels were absolutely gorgeous, and his radiant presence beside you made you feel as if you were at home. Now you did nothing else but admire his physical features and the dreamy, pure aura that arrived with him as well.

“Like I said, I’m your guardian angel,” he stated while smiling warmly at you, “my name is Yeonjun, so remember it good because you’ll see me for the rest of your life, okay?”

What a pretty, sweet name. You had a feeling that you would call onto it for as long as he made himself visible to you and promised to stay by your side.

On the other hand, Yeonjun made sure not to fly too far up into the atmosphere, but not too close that any curious eyes this hour would be able to see the two of you. No words were being exchanged between the two of you, and you watched the blanket of stars above you become nothing but beams of light. Soon you felt your eyelids droop with sleep and you eventually closed them, feeling safe in Yeonjun’s arms. Was it from his presence or how the cool wind passed tenderly on your cheeks?

Thankfully you were already fast asleep the moment you reached home, and Yeonjun set you on your usual spot on the bed. He hoped that nothing else would happen to you now. The home was just as warm like he recalled the last time he left it, but this time it was silent- the quietest hour that he could recall when you were actually at peace from your endless worrying. His wings slowly crept back hidden, gently folding against his back so that it wouldn’t be visible to any lingering human eyes.

Realizing what he just did, he grumbled and rubbed his eyes with his tingling hands. He wasn’t exactly happy that he spilled the beans, but it felt just right to let you know there was someone who was always going to be there whenever you needed it.

He watched you turn in your sleep before calming down and melting into your pillow. He was hesitant as his hand brushed upon your face, but you seemed to enjoy the feeling, even unconsciously as you leaned into the sweet gesture. Yeonjun tenderly pulled away, hoping you would remember the events once you arose the next day.

“Trust me,” he smiled warmly, taking one of your hands into his as he tucked you into the warm covers, “I’ll be there to protect you whenever you need me, okay stupid?”

Released: June 29, 2021 (12:00am)

Thoughts: omg hi yall, i’m so happy to be writing a new series since it keeps me occupied <3 i’m hoping that a lot of you guys will like this series bc i know i definitely will 🥴🥴 pls who doesn’t want yj as their guardian angel??? i think i’m going to have a lot of fun with this series, sooo if you can, please tell me what you think about it too >< i love to hear what all of you say~ also, it’s my bday today !! so whoever’s reading this, i hope you have a good day as well !

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