DON'T CALL ME ANGEL [YM]

Five Against the World

This is a short chapter i was having a crappy day when i wrote it (was like two months ago) so i might do a double update today to make up for it!

Anyway, enjoyyy

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"I wonder if it is acceptable, being jealous over your own friend who has helped you so much. But it is only human to feel such jealousy, is it not?"

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Jimin snuggled closer to the warmth that was the Reaper's bare chest, blissed and content. The sun was shining. The birds were chirping. It was such a calming morning-

"AAAGHHH!"

Jimin and Yoongi jumped apart, eyes comically wide, startled at the shrill shriek at the doorway of Yoongi's room which they'd forgotten to close in their haste-

Jimin's hand flew up to cover his mouth.

They'd forgotten to close the damn door.

Hoseok looked horrified.

"What-" Jimin's eyes doubled in size as Seokjin's head popped in, as did Erata's, both witches breaking out into similar knowing smirks at Jimin and Yoongi's obvious state of undress. Jimin's cheeks were a vivid red- even the tips of his ears were beet red.

"Look who jumped at the first opportunity they were alone" Erata goaded and Jimin groaned, pulling up the blanket to shield himself. A moment later, he felt a warm weight around his shoulders, and a husky voice saying, "Let us be, you insolent brats"

"Yah" Seokjin indignantly cried. "Watch who you are calling a brat. I am older than you"

Yoongi clicked exasperatedly. "Get lost"

"Just close the damn room door next time" Erata laughed and Jimin peeked out from his temporary shield. Hoseok still looked shell-shocked: a sight that was simultaneously hilarious and embarrassing to see. Seokjin walked away, and after a throwing Jimin a smile, Erata followed the witch, dragging Hoseok with her and closing the door behind them.

Jimin heaved a sigh of relief, heart beat finally slowing down.

"Such nosy bastards" Yoongi muttered and Jimin couldn't help but giggle. He turned to look at Yoongi, smiling widely at the light dusting of pink on his cheeks. He couldn't help but lean forward to peck the Reaper's lips, suddenly overflowing with love for this man beside him.

"Those nosy bastards are your friends" Jimin chided. "Come on, let's wash and have breakfast"

It had Jimin feeling shy, the obvious softening of Yoongi's features into that of a fond look, eyes brimming with adoration. He lightly smacked the other's (broad!) chest. "Stop looking at me like that"

Yoongi grinned. "I'm just so happy that you came back to me angel"

And Jimin didn't know why, but there was something churning in his stomach at the words; as if the little bubble of safety he'd woken up in had suddenly popped.

**

"We got the potions" Seokjin informed. "But we also got bad news"

"At this point, it's more like, you have good news? Wow" Erata sighed and shook her head in disbelief at her own words. Sadly, Jimin had to agree with her statement too.

"What is the bad news?" Yoongi asked, hands crossed over his chest and face impassive.

Seokjin stuffed a piece of broccoli in his mouth. Seokjin, Erata and Hoseok had thankfully managed to bring a stack of food with them, along with an exciting tale of how they'd narrowly escaped being caught by guards. "The council is acting recklessly. Almost promoting violence. And they have started rounding up angels for the most mundane things, it's-it's insane. It's like they are not thinking straight"