House of the Nefarious

Chapter 25

"Well that wasn't as interesting as I had hoped," Seokin sighed. 

"Sorry I won," I mocked, not feeling Seokjin's attitude. 

"Seoyeon come with me," Jungkook said, yanking me out of the room. 

I mock saluted the men as I was dragged into the hall.

"What's up?" I asked, retrieving my arm from his grasp.

"You should be really careful around Seokjin," he warned. 

"He seemed rather displeased earlier and I'd rather not find you hanging off the roof one day."

I shuddered at the thought. "I thought he couldn't do anything to me because of Minhyuk?"

He sighed running a hand through his hair. "You're not getting it. He can't do anything to you right now, but if Minhyuk changes his mind and you're on Seokjin's bad side…."

I nodded, getting what he meant. "Okay, I'll be more careful from now on."

I had a tendency to forget what kind of situation I was really in. I was basically a captive under the ruse of a guest. 

He ruffled my hair. "Good."

"Hey, that's my job," I huffed, reaching up to do the same. 

"Whatever, now how about you do me a favour and maybe you can get that sixth stamp your clearly looking for."

My ears perked up at that. "Really?"

"We'll see," he replied. "It depends on the quality of your service."

I paled. "What do you mean by service?"

"It's not a big deal, just go get me some snacks from the store down the street."

That didn't seem like it would be too much of a problem.

"What kind?" I asked, hoping he wouldn't give me something impossible to find.

"You choose and then I'll see if I like them or not."

I sighed of course there was some kind of catch.

"What a man needs his gaming snacks and its funner this way."

"Do you like seeing me suffer?" I mused.

He shrugged. "Yeah."

I knew he didn't mean it and I rolled my eyes in return.

"I don't know why you want stamps so badly and I can't really say I care, but just know this will be your last one."

"Why?"

He snorted. "There's no way Seokjin would give up his stamp in this life-time."

"Wow thanks for the encouragement," I drawled.

He shot me a sarcastic smile."No problem." 

"Now off you go to get me my snacks."

"Right now?"

He shooed me out the door. "I want to game right now, so yes."

I couldn't get in another word before the heavy doors slammed shut behind me.

"Why is this my life," I complained, kicking a stray pebble. 

"Good question."

I cursed, jumping back at the new voice.

"Seokjin, weren't you inside a minute ago?" I asked, trying to sooth my racing heart.

He shrugged. "I was but now I'm here. You do realize it's a bit late for a human to be out don't you?"

"I didn't really have a choice, the kindness in my heart told me to go get Jungkook snacks," I said with a groan.

He let out a barley audible laugh. "Getting Jungkook snacks? I suppose I should accompany you then, it'd be awkward to explain thats the reason you went missing."

"What makes you think, I'm going to go missing?" I scoffed heading in the direction of the convenience store.

"It's actually the other way, but let's just say a peculiar demon runs the store."

I awkwardly spun around before heading in the direction he had begun walking.

"Don't you have work to do or something?" I asked, hoping he would take the clue and leave.

I'd gotten progressively more uncomfortable around Seokjin the longer I stayed in Hell. 

I was pretty sure that if the opportunity arose I'd be used as bait when he went fishing.

"I do, but I'd rather not have to deal with the after math of your dead body."

I rasied a brow, I seriously doubt he would mind. "Is this convenience store guy that bad."

He pondered for a moment. "For me no, for you yes."

"Well that's nice," I scoffed, kicking a stray pebble. I didn't expect Jungkook of all people to plot my death. 

"It is isn't it," he mused, picking up the pace.

I groaned, forcing myself to walk faster in order to keep up with the tall man.

"And here we are," he stated, coming to an abrupt halt in front of a dingy green building.

"This is where Jungkook likes his snacks from?" I asked, rather unimpressed by the sight before me.

"It looks nicer when you go inside," he explained pushing open the door.

A chime sounded out when the door slammed shut behind us and it did look better than the outside.

It looked like your typical CU except it was insanely clean, the floor was unusually shiny and I'm pretty sure I'd never seen chips lined up in such a uniform fashion before.

"Ah, customers!" a voice explained. 

I looked around finding it odd when I couldn't find the speaker.

I glanced at Seokjin to see if he had perhaps figured out the origin of the voice and I noticed his eyes trailed on the ground.

I followed his eyes and I jumped back in suprise when I saw a fairy-like creature hovering on the ground.

"Superbia and," the creature sniffed the air. "A human I think?" 

"Hi?" I greeted, awkwardly. I wasn't too sure how to deal with a 6 inch blue fairy man. 

"Well then what brings you to Yugyeom's store," he hissed seemingly unimpressed by our appearance.

"Jungkook wanted snacks?" I offered, hoping that maybe the two were acquainted so he could tell me what kind of snacks he liked.

"That bastard Jungkook? You should've said so sooner!" Yugyeom exclaimed, a sinister smile growing on his face.

I stepped back, eyeing the door behind me.

Sure Seokjin was here, but I'm sure he could just write off a smurf murdering me as an accident. 

"Maybe this will be interesting," Seokjin mused, carefully observing the pile of things Yugyeom was digging through.

I grew nervous as the fairy-like creature pulled a bag of honey butter chips out of the pile.

It almost seemed too normal. I heard a small snort and I paled when I noticed some scaly looking dragon emerge from the back.

"Right on time!" Yugyeom exclaimed. I watched in horror as he threw the bag in the air and into the jaw of the sharp-toothed creature.

He grinned. "Now go get it."