It wasn't easy for Seokjin to watch over Jungkook, the memories forcing him to be his guardian angel. It was hard for him to watch as Jungkook picked up the shattered pieces that Seokjin left behind and try to repair his life. Seokjin knew that being an idol was a harsh and fast paced life. You could die at any moment or rise to fame within minutes. Seokjin had done both. With Blood, Sweat and Tears, BTS had made many charts and broke some music records. Even though he was clumsy, Seokjin tried his best. As for his death, well...he never saw it coming. He hadn't expected the fan he encountered to be so aggressive, enough to kill Seokjin because he wouldn't be her boyfriend. He couldn't tell a random girl he was already Jungkook's lover and that he was very very happy but it didn't matter. Within minutes, he had felt the knife sticking out of his stomach and with nobody around, Seokjin had bled out in minutes. 

He had seen the gates of heaven before an angel had led him somewhere else. He went to a place where they gifted him bright pink wings, a color he thought looked lovely on him. The angel told him he was now a guardian angel because of the way he loved and treated s, how he had taken such good care of them. He was now Jungkook's angel, knowing how close he was to killing himself and trying to join Seokjin. And here he was, watching over the man he loved as he cried himself to sleep while holding a picture of Seokjin. All he had to do was console Jungkook, appear when he was making a life changing decision and just send him love whenever he prayed for it. 

It was everything Seokjin could do and he would do it with determination.