Angel

Intro- Childhood

An: This idea came to me when I wasn't sober and I decided to try and do something with it. I am so excited to start on this. It is the introduction chapter so things will start slowly. This story will not have a ton of drama but either. I guess it'll be my first attempt at writing romance for real this time. Bear with me as it's not my forte but I'll try my best. Please keep in mind, that this is a work of fiction, and though I don't feel this one will be entirely smut-heavy (SHOCKING). All of my work is not suitable for kids. I will reiterate if my work isn't for you, I'm sure you will find something that better suits your taste. I enjoy creating and making stories that I want and to have people who enjoy reading them as well. This is an interracial story, she's a melanated queen, I love that.

It has been said that the day a baby is born here on Earth, their guardian angel is born the same day in heaven to watch over their person until their last day on earth. After the person has died, their guardian earns their higher level wings and takes place in another area of Heaven. It was a nice warm Summer evening, the night you were born into this world. There seemed to be a beacon of light that guided your tiny body... Tiny cries echoed through the room and you were placed into your mother's hands. Little did you know, far away your angel was being born in the kingdom of the sky.

Your very first memory of him came to you at about 4 years old. You had fallen off the bed and you laid there stiff about to cry when a bright light appeared in your room. He was small, just like you with pale skin and dark straight hair. He laid his hand on top of yours and helped you rise to your feet, telling you, "It's ok." You stared at him as he helped you back onto the bed. You went to pull your blanket back up and when you turned to tell him thank you, he disappeared. You haven't seen him again for another couple of years when you were 7 years of age when you had fallen off of your bike. He seemed to appear every time you got hurt, with the same light around him. He would come in to help you and disappear.

This was until one day, sick in the children's hospital getting surgery under anesthesia. He came to you and sat next to you on the bed. Placing your brown hand on top of his forearm, "...A-are you, my imaginary friend?" The little boy giggles, "N-no. I don't think so." Smiling up at him, "B-but you always-" He laughs louder, "Shhh, you're good... I will come back..." Your eyes scan the room and you hear the beeping of the monitor seeing the lines going up and down. Then the beautiful little boy fades away and your eyes slowly open and your mom is watching you in relief that the hard part is over.

You lay there in the hospital bed, wondering if everyone has a similar experience. If there is always a mystery person in their presence every time there is an emergency. You were definitely grateful that he'd console you but you wanted him to stay a while longer. Just to find out where he came from, maybe one day he'll be comfortable enough telling you. When you got home to recover from surgery, you went back to school after three weeks. He came over every day to visit you and make sure that you're doing ok. When you were starting to feel better, he'd play games with you, though he wasn't supposed to.

He didn't understand yet that beings like him were not meant to comingle with humans this way. He didn't understand fully what he was and felt like his actions of seeing you almost every day were completely harmless. Yoongi is just happy to have a friend in you since his little brother is still too small. They spend a couple of hours playing each day and you cry every time he has to leave. You are happy to have him in your life as well and though you have friends at school. You could feel it in your heart that he is special. When you went back to school, greeted by your friend Calista was so happy to see you again. At lunch time you guys were catching up. Pushing the peas around your plate, "D-do you have a special friend?" Calista giggles, "Yes, you."

Chuckling at Calista, smashing the peas with your spork, "No, like... I have this friend, a boy-" Calista scrunches her nose, "EWWWW! Boys." You begin to laugh, "He comes to me, surrounded by bright light and and-" Calista takes a sip of her grape juice, "I think you bumped your head, you should see the nurse." You sigh, "No, I know he's real, I just know it. We spend so many hours playing pretend and video games, hide and seek." Calista looks at you, "What's his name?" Shrugging your shoulders, "I-I don't know. Never asked." She looks at you confused, "How can he be your friend-" You take a sip of chocolate milk, "Next time he comes, I'll ask." You both sat there and finished lunch and dessert then went back to class.

It does sound crazy when you say it out loud but it was very much real. The young boy with pale skin and dark hair feels very much present at all times. Little did you know, up above, he was watching and waiting for the moment that you'd need him again. The days went by that turned into months and one summer afternoon, you were out riding bikes with Calista. You both stopped at the stop sign and decided to race three streets down on the count of 3. The winner has to buy ice cream, the both of you shout "ONE, TWO, THREE," in unison and your bike takes off. The hot wind is whipping your face and your legs are burning from moving so fast. You're in the lead and when you get to the last street, your wheel bangs against the curb and you topple over and start to weep in pain.

Then just like clockwork, the little boy appeared before you and wiped your tears. He smiles, "I'm sorry that you're hurt, but I missed you." You nod looking into his brown eyes, "I-I missed you too," your eyes avert to Calista swiftly approaching. Wondering if she friend could see him too. He places his hand on your knee covered in blood and tiny black stones. Gently brush them off while you watch him. Though it still hurt, somehow his touch made it feel somewhat better. Silently looking at him then you whisper, "...Hey, wh-what's your name?" He looks at you wide-eyed, with a gummy grin, "Yoongi," then he disappears as soon as Calista's tire screeched to a stop in front of you heavily panting.

You pouted because you didn't get more time with him. Calista breaks you from your thoughts, "Ok, what kind of ice cream do you want?" You look up at her while slowly getting up from the ground, "D-did you see him?" Helping you pull up the bike, "No?! Who?" Groaning in pain, "Yoongi, he wa-" "Who's Yoongi?" Rolling your eyes, "Girl, my friend... Nevermind." How could she not see him, he was literally right there, you thought as the both of you ran to the corner store for your ice cream. After you guys paid, you two sat down on the curb, "Hopefully you get to meet him one day. He's nice." Calista grins, shielding the sun with her hand, "I would like that."