For a Friend +sope+

5. History

"You're really nice for being the devil." He commented kindly.

"Ugh, don't get me started."
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"Please?" Hoseok asked, quietly staring up at Yoongi with the cutest pleading face he'd ever seen, and Yoongi's had thousands of people plead at his feet. Hoseok was a special human, and as much as that freaked him out, it intrigued him more.

Hoseok didn't even really know what he was asking for, he only knew he'd learn more about Yoongi and he longed for that. He's not sure if it's a product of being so lonely or what, but he's starting to realize how much he wants to be around the other.

"Okay, fine." Yoongi sighed, preparing to explain the situation for around the dozenth time. Not many people ask about the circumstances, too afraid to think of anything else except obeying him. He admires Hoseok even added a 'please' once again.

"Ah!" Hoseok quietly squeaked and hopped into Yoongi's side accidentally. His eyes were screwed so tight he hadn't even realized it. Mentally he was too occupied with begging himself not to cry. He didn't want to cry infront of Satan. His routine for storms was usually locking himself in his room with his headphones as loud as he could handle which worked half of the time, the other half was spent with Hoseok shaking like a leaf until he cried himself to sleep. He finally opened his eyes and realized he was against someone's arm and looked up. Yoongi's intimidatingly handsome face staring down at him blankly. He couldn't read what he was thinking so Hoseok took it as anger and shrunk back. "Sorry."

Yoongi rolled his eyes and pulled Hoseok back to his side with a small 'oof'. He liked seeing Hoseok scared, but not to see him suffer, to have himself be the reason Hoseok feels better. Was that wrong of him to think? No, it's not like he's a being of pure hate, preposterous. He just, never expected it to happen. He kept his arm around Hoseok protectively, hoping the warmth from his body would help calm him a little.

"Okay, so," Yoongi huffed. "Like I said, Satan is a title. My cousin Asmodeous got bored and stepped down, giving the title over to God to manage."

"G-God?"

"Duh," Yoongi raised a brow. "God and I exist in many forms for every religion. Nonbelievers default to us. People with multiple gods are handled here, because we are multiple gods, and also one." Yoongi noticed Hoseok's eyes wandering as he tried to tie it all together and decided he'd explain that part another time. "That parts not important. Anyway, you know the story. Satan was-,"

"God's favorite angel."

"Uh-huh," Yoongi smirked, "Exactly. I never stopped being his favorite angel, I became his favorite when I betrayed him."

"Huh? But...all the stories."

"Man, fuck the stories." Yoongi huffed. Alive for so long yet every time they're mentioned he gets so wound up his horns burst into flames abruptly sometimes when he thinks of it too hard. "I was an ordinary angel when I betrayed him. I became his favorite when I did it because he had finally found someone to entrust Hell to."

"So...he's the one who..."

"Chooses, yes." Yoongi nodded. "I'm not a bad guy- well, I am a bad guy but not that bad. I'm merely a fallen angel is all. I'm not ruling hell to spend every day doing the most vile things to peoples souls for eternity, I'm here to punish those who commit the seven deadly sins. There's levels to everything, you know? There's the worst people to ever walk the earth and then there's shitty people who need to learn their lesson. Heaven and hell have their own societies pretty much. The main floor for hell is like Earth, except slightly shittier. You can still live a happy life there, just with a bit of rain on your parade, especially if you have a family in heaven, that must really suck knowing you've been separated for eternity but to end up in hell you kinda deserve it. Anyway, the floor above, closest to the earths crust, is where the real torment happens." As Yoongi said it, his voice fell a bit deeper, sending shivers down Hoseok's spine. He really couldn't pin if it was good or bad. "Pedophiles, selfish billionaires, bigots, and so on. The real seven deadly sins, commit those and you're set for eternity to burn and live through the sting again and again. Then I've got servants, which are people who traded their souls to me." His long finger reaching down and lightly running along Hoseok's jaw. "Like your pretty self, people in deals with me serve me for eternity. I don't punish you, I mean, for all I know, maybe you were set to go to heaven but made a deal with me and now you're stuck. No, you're just there to work for me." He smiled devilishly as his eyes lit a dim orange for a second. "Millions of desperate people fall into my trap, lamb to the slaughter."