𝐍𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 || 𝐀 𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲

2 - Emptiness

Nabi's POV

I flinched when I heard him. His cold eyes bore into mine, sending a shiver down my spine. I took a step back, wanting to maintain distance. I forgot he was in the room, I would have definitely controlled my tongue if I knew.

My back bumped into Jungkook's chest, and very soon, his arms were wrapped around me. It didn't feel like he was doing it out of love, it felt like he was helping his brother by trapping me in his arms.

"Don't worry, mom. I'll make sure she behaves" Jungkook winks at my mother. He dragged me to his seat and grabbed a plate. He put the spoonful of rice in front of me, making me look away.

"C'mon, Byeol, be a good girl" He says with a teasing smile, knowing how much I hate it when he acts like this. I was forced to eat, not only because I was scared of Jungkook, but because I could see Taehyung glaring at me from the other end of the table.

The kingdoms they rule fit with their personalities. Jimin is the King of Lust, and I don't want to think about it any further because it's just disgusting for me to do that as his sister.

Taehyung is the King of Wrath, and it really does match him. He's the scariest when angry, and his anger issues are know to be a hundred times worse than my dad's.

Jungkook is the King of Pride. Very fitting. He's full of himself and arrogant to the core. The moment he is disrespected, he uses his powers and status to his advantage. Mom says I'm lucky to not have seen his demonic side.

I thought he was always in it, I didn't believe that he could get worse. But apparently, I'm at simply at his mercy. He could snap my neck in half if he wanted to.

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Mom left, leaving me alone with the three men. I was anxious. I was never left alone with them, mom or dad would always be there. If I ever felt scared, I could run to my parents and I'd be safe. Now, I have to run to Jimin.

But what if he's gets mad at me as well? Then what? My heart has never been so fast before. Mom told me that she won't be able to communicate with me through a phone when I'm in hell. But I can when we go back to Korea.

Jimin said we'd be leaving hell in roughly three days, and I'm eagerly waiting for the time to come. But till then, I have to survive in this unfamiliar place with three terrifying people.

"Um, where do I sleep?" I asked a little after mom had left. "I mean... we do have a spare room... but I'm not going to let you sleep in there" Jimin mumbled. I frowned "Why not?"

"This is another realm, honey. If anything happens, and we're not there, you're done for" Jimin explains, making me groan.

"So, c-can I stay with you?" I asked him. "Sorry, butterfly. But you're with me tonight" Jungkook grabs me before I could go to Jimin. "No! Let me go, you asshole!" I raised my voice.

I could tell the man behind me wasn't pleased by my outburst. He held me tight and whispered in my ear "Jimin Hyung is not going to be home until 3 in the morning, so it's either me, or Taehyung. Pick your poison"

The anger was visible, and everything about him was instilling fear in my heart. "She seems uncomfortable with both of you, but you have to choose, love" Jimin says.

"Fine... I'll stay with you" I sighed and surrendered. God, I hated him for doing this. Why couldn't I just sleep in another room? Or just on the kitchen floor? That would be bearable too.

Jungkook takes me to his room, and my anxiety increases. I haven't been the best person to him, and to be fair, he hasn't been the best to me either. But he's the king of Pride. I don't expect him to apologise to me, rather, he'd make sure I regret it.