Sent From Heaven (Suga X Reader)

A Week Of Protection

I woke up and made my way down to the kitchen.

I walked in and saw the boys starring at me.

I didn't think much of it and went to the dishwasher and pulled out a bowl.

I poured cereal and was about to walk out.

"Yah, (Y/N) hold on."

I stopped and turned around.

"To what?"

Namjoon rolled his eyes.

"Can you inform us when your going somewhere?"

"Uhh.... Wae"

"Ye or ani."

"I guess?"

I finished my cereal. I didn't pour myself much so it didn't take long.

I walked over to the sink to wash it.

"I wanna know wae thoug-"

"(Y/N) Look out!"

J-Hope tackled me and I dropped the bowl, shattering it on the floor.

Once I looked up I saw knifes in the counter and the floor where is stood.

"What the hell?"

We both stood up and I stared at the knives.

Then I looked where they were and went to pick em up.

V stopped me and assured me they had it.

I nodded and walked out, very confused as to what just happened.

I went up to the recording room where I was writing a song for Suga.

So far... I had a verse. I know I know but I'm working on it yeah.

While I was up there I wrote half the song.

I was proud of myself so I locked it in my bottom dresser. Then I walked down to the stair case.

Until I found myself going over the edge. I screamed loudly tried to catch myself. Failing miserably I fell off the stairs. Someone caught me though.

"Suga?"

He set me down.

"What happened?"

I walked over to see where I fell from but no one was there.

"Wait... I thought- but someone- they-"

"What? Spit it out!"

"I was pushed! It felt like hands a on my shoulder! I'm not joking!"

He sighed, like he didn't believe me.

"You guys believe me right?"

They all looked at each Other them at me.

"Seriously....?"

I sighed and walked out to the front room plopping myself on the couch.

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I was working on the instrumental for the song when I heard a loud crash.

I got up and started walking to the noise. I stopped when I heard the boys.

"Shut up or she'll hear you!"

"Sorry..."

"What are we gonna do? She's not safe anywhere. First it was throwing her off the balcony, then the knifes, throwing her off the stairs. What's next?"

"How about we try demanding our angelic back? She probably has them."

"Suga your getting in over your head. She dosnt have them. Just because your still upset with her dosnt mean you can blame this on her."