Devil's Favourite | reader × Jimin

10 - should I have listened to Jimin?

:: Jimin's POV

When I heard the voice of y/n's annoying friend I wanted to blow the entire house off.

Why did she have to come right at that moment? Y/n was about to come and open my cage to bring me food, which was my chance to make her trust me. I was going to show her I had no intention of tricking her, and she would've also seen my scars: another reason for her to trust me and doubt her father.

"DAMN IT!" I screamed, making sure that the words wouldn't appear on y/n's hand.

I didn't lie when I told her I didn't make that whole communication thing happen on purpose. I honestly had no idea how I managed to send her those messages - I just knew that after I had briefly touched her, I could control when to make the words appear on her hand and when to keep things to myself.

If there was a camera in the basement, filming everything I did, people would've probably thought I was talking alone, or more probably with the voices in my head. Basically, I had to actually talk out loud to send messages to y/n, I couldn't just think about what to tell her.

The only time I couldn't control what to send her was when that fucking magician, her father, made me go through my personal living hell. It felt like I lost control of every movement and thought I had, and that caused many messages to appear on y/n's hand. They were my screams of pain, they were my insults towards her father and they were also the last thing I wanted to admit to myself: a way to ask for help in one of my lowest moment. I said that it hurt, which was the hardest thing ever for me, yet her father didn't stop. Of course he didn't.

If I learned one thing that day, it was that he was no joke guy - he knew how to hurt me. As ridiculous as that sounds, since I'm one of the strongest devils, that man did know how to make me suffer as I had never done in my entire life, both as a human and a devil. It annoyed me so much that I could not just stand there and wait for him to come and hurt me more.

Then I sat on the floor, wondering how I would attract that damn human near my cage again. I needed another excuse, a better one after the lack of food and water.

The idea was to make her trust me until she had no problems visiting me on a regular basis. She was so stubborn and, man, that damn pearl around her neck was making everything more difficult.

The dumbest thing ever, though, was me telling her about its powers. I could've just waited for her to take it off one day, and played with her mind until she would've come and open my cage.

But after what her father had done to me, there was no way I would go away just like that. I was going to make him regret keeping me down there, locked away from the rest of the world and hurt me in a way not even Lucifer would've ever done.

Oh no... I was going to make his precious little daughter trust me, become my friend and care about me more than she had ever cared about anyone else. I was going to make her stand up for me even against her parents, and I was going to make her fall for me eventually - she was going to fall so hard that she would come and tell me to go outside with her, because she was tired of seeing me caged in her basement.

"Tsk..." I scoffed lightly, and a smirk appeared on my face unconsciously. "I just need to be patient... it will all turn out the way I want." And it was going to hurt so, so much. I was eager to see the pain on that magician's face.

More than physical pain, what I knew was that emotional sorrow was so much worse for those little, naive humans.

It had been so much since I was human that I almost forgot how important emotions were for them. That's why I needed to wait, patiently, until that little doll was going to be head over heels for me. I knew it would've probably taken a while since she didn't seem attracted to me at all, but I was going to wait.