•°𝑳𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬°• ~ Taekook + Vmin ~

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Have you ever felt the relentless urge to endlessly cuss someone out but have to surpress the urge because you yourself know that it is infact a horrible idea??

That's how Taehyung is feeling at the moment, and he didn't know for how much longer he could keep putting up with this type of bullshit.

"Jungkook??"

Taehyung mumbles, slowly sitting up, rubbing his eyes tiredly.

All was well, but...why was this ethereal-looking demon staring at him in such a manner??

With a gentle look on his face that felt unnatural for Taehyung, and an unreadable expression, he was staring at the latter.

And during this time, is when Taehyung realized...he was no-longer sick. His head felt just fine and his body was no longer burning.

"Stop staring at me.." He blurts uncomfortably, averting his vision from the alluring sight in front of him.

"But how can I~? You're so beautiful"

Taehyung freezes in shock, eyes widening.

Was this demon gone insane or what?? He almost laughs in bewilderment but then remembers that the position the he was in isn't funny at all.

A sex slave to a demon is all he was, and the fact would always haunt his self-respect, forever.

"Whats wrong with you--"

He's cut off by his own yelp as he's suddenly and aggressively pinned to the headboard of the bed. His eyes are still wide as he slowly looks up in dread, at the decievingly angelic features of the devil.

Jungkook's soft, smug tone is all gone. The oblivious look in his eye is replaced with pure flames as he levels his stare with Taehyung's own wavering one.

"Everything, Kim Taehyung, and it's all your fault."

"What?? What do you m-mean??!" Taehyung retorts on instinct, confusion evident in both his tone of voice and his expression.

Jungkook's eyes narrow. His irises have completely changed color at this point, from a dark, dark brown to a crismon, bloody red.

He harshly rips his own top off, throwing it to the side, revealing majestically carved eight-pack abs, inky but beautiful tattos that decorated his side, and practically covered all of his muscle-packed arms.

Taehyung immediately panicks, yelling in a frightened manner.

"Wh-what are you d-doing-?? W-wait, Jungkook!!"

However, the demon was not listening. Slowly and seductively, he slips his own large, veiny hand over that of Taehyung's, which was resting beside him, which made the boy yell out in fright on instinct. But his breath gets caught in his throat when...

Softly but firmly taking it into his grip, the demon slowly guides his hand, encased in his own up, up until..

It meets his muscular chest, and he presses Taehyung's palm flat against it. Or, more specifically, where his heart would be located.

"Bastard!! What's wrong with you?? Let go of my...."

Taehyung suddenly starts to trail off as he soon became conscious of something.

The beating of the demon's heart. The speedy and aggressive palpitations against his palm almost scared him as his eyes widened yet again, with him looking up into Jungkook's eyes, that were staring straight into his, piercingly and expectantly.

With his one hand forcefully pressed flush against the demon's bare chest, and the other pinned fast against the headboard, he couldn't fathom a potential escape from this.