For a Friend +sope+

33. Answers

A sobbing pile of Hoseok remained behind the door.
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Yoongi was pissed off. At himself, Hoseok, Jimin, Taehyung, Jungkook, everything to ever exist and more. Life wasn't fair, neither was the after life. Yoongi paced around his room, hands tangling in his hair and pulling in frustration. His hands would find his horns and wrap around them in concentration.

He wasn't sure why he could have such a good thing with Hoseok, he was Satan after all. He was mean to do and conduct evil, not have a happily ever after. He should've seen this coming.

Still, for once he didn't want to be a pessimist and simply wanted to live in a fairytale with Hoseok. It was absurd for him to think someone could fall in love with him, especially a human. He scoffed in slight satisfaction as he realized Hoseok was stuck with him anyways since he sold him his soul, but that cockiness wore off quick when he realized Jungkook probably orchestrated that and would get it back to him so Yoongi really had no power over him. It angered him again and he charged at the wall, jamming his fist into it and hissing when the fresh wound on knuckles was burned by the heat from his hands. The wall quietly let rubble fall onto the floor and Yoongi sighed at the scorch marks left in their wake.

He sighed and sat down on the loveseat, hands wrapped around his horns while he stared down at the carpet. It wasn't fair at all. Yoongi's purpose was to conduct chaos and destruction, he's been doing a damn good job all this time. But he wants more, evil isn't enough. He's not a bad person, he's simply a follower of God despite not wanting to admit it. He does his job because God gave him the order to and Yoongi loves it. But that's not enough. He's done it well enough and it gets old without anyone by your side for centuries. He never cared for finding anyone, thought he was doomed to the position of Satan until he retired and would remain lonely anyways. Then Hoseok came along and made him feel things he'd never felt before. Beautiful, pure things Satan is never supposed to feel. He should've known those feelings wouldn't last, they weren't meant for him.

God gave him the order to rule and Yoongi took it, of course. He had fallen at the right time. However just because he wanted the role doesn't mean he and Jungkook get along. Well, they do, splendidly, actually, but Yoongi's whole existence is to spite him, to ruin his harmonious plans and try to conquer the world with evil. Of course, this makes him and Jungkook enemies. It hasn't stopped them from working well together. They are each other's opposing force and it keeps things balanced. Despite that, each of them aspires to beat the other out, constant back and fourth. One cannot exist without the other, but that won't stop them from trying. More so Yoongi than Jungkook. An eternal feud that cannot die out can conceive dirty play. It's not far fetched that Hoseok is a spy. Yoongi's been doing too well lately with the whole spreading evil thing. Perhaps this was to back him off. A warning that if he ever gets close enough to beating out good, Jungkook would unleash his wrath entirely and sin a bit for the greater good.

Yoongi couldn't believe he fell for such a blatant trap. Why would Hoseok of all people make a deal with the devil? He couldn't take it anymore and huffed, grabbing the phone on the side table and placing it to his ear as he dialed the angel number on the pin pad, hissing when his fingers burned afterwards.

The phone rung a few times before a cheery voice answered. "Yoongi? Again? What a delight!"

"Cut the crap, Jungkook."

Jungkook gasped, "You're one of my favorites! This isn't a load of crap."

Yoongi wasn't in the mood for this. He never was but especially not now. "If you Don't give me answers, I'll find a way to come up there, just you wait and see. I'll kill every single one of your pathetic little angels."