chapter two

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"i- i have to make a deal with the devil." he whispered into the chilly air around him, lips barely moving as he uttered the words. jimins heart thumped loudly in his chest.


the moment the words fully left his mouth, everything suddenly went black. no, he hadnt passed out, angels dont pass out, they physically can't. but he was in a room of some sort, it was just miles and miles of endless darkness all around him. he was standing on a surface, but not a thing could be seen. then, realized that when he looked down at his hands and body, they hadnt been swallowed by the darkness around him like everything else has. by now, jimin was confused and scared out of his mind.


he tried to open his wings and fly, but he came to the horrifying realization that somehow, he no longer had any. jimin nearly cried at the thought of not being able to fly anymore, but something stopped him. all at once, right in front of him, a boy appeared out of thin air. jimin stumbled back a bit, startled by the figures sudden appearance. "who- who are you? where am i?" jimin shakily asked the boy, raising his voice a little in a weak attempt to intimidate the stranger.


the boy stood taller than jimin by about two inches, and had shockingly blonde hair. his eyes were the color of fire and his clothes all one sinister shade of black. everything about him screamed danger. "oh, you're who called me. the angel, am i right? it's not everyday that an angel calls for me so I figured why not answer?" the boy said, in a voice that must have been three octaves lower than jimins own. it made jimin shiver where he stood. jimin breathed rapidly as the strange boy eyed him up and down.


"c-called you? i-i didn't call a-anyone." jimin stuttered out, sounding more stupid than he wished he had. he cleared his throat to try and get himself together the best that he could, he wouldnt let this boy scare him. "oh, but you did, jimin. you see, im the devil." the boy slowly said, circling around jimin with a faint smirk appearing on his pale face making goosebumps erupt all over jimins skin.


"you're the devil? do you think im an idiot or something?" jimin sputtered, because here was a boy, who couldn't be much older than him, claiming to be the fucking antichrist. jimin may be naive but he certainly wasnt stupid. "idiot? no. slightly stupid? yes. and watch your tone, mister goody goody. i could end your existence with a snap of my fingers." the boy said, something evil flickering in his dark eyes that made jimin deflate back into himself.


jimin decided it was best to ignore the comment the boy made about him being stupid, "look, i dont have time for messing around." he stated, arms crossed. he only had a few days before taehyung would pass away and he really didnt have time to be conversing with odd looking creepy boys. "yeah, neither do i. so, lets get right to it. i understand your friend, taehyung, was it? is dying or something like that. and you need me to help him, is that it? but im fucking satan, need i mention it again, so i dont give out help just like that. im willing to make a trade, though." yoongi quickly explained to jimin, jabbing him in the chest with his long, slender pointer finger.


jimin had finally caught on to the fact that he was standing amidst the literal devil, and to say he was scared would be an understatement, he had only heard stories from other angels about the devil. but he straightened himself up, took a long breath in, and spoke. "a trade?" if yoongi wasn't the devil, he might have thought that jimin was cute. but since he is, he just decided to go on without another thought on that topic, "yes a trade. do i need to spell it out for you or something?" he spit back, crossing his arms impatiently.


jimin quickly shook his head, fringe falling into his face as he did so. he thought for a moment, "what do you want?" jimin asked simply, cocking his eyebrow, a sudden wave of confidence surging through him. yoongi smirked menacingly at jimin, that same evil glint in his eyes. "you." he whispered slowly into one jimins ears, making jimins face go hot. "me? w- what do you mean?" jimin fired back, eyes widened in shock.


"i mean, that when you die, eventually as all angels do, instead of going to heaven like angels usually would, you will be sent to the underworld with me. and you will act as my loyal companion for the rest of eternity." yoongi explained to him, boredly picking at his nails as he did so, as if this was an everyday thing for him. yoongi thought jimin was cute (though he would never admit it), and he wouldn't mind him being around. it got lonely being the overseer of the dead all by yourself.


jimins insides flipped with fear, "w- would taehyung be saved?" he confirmed, head down. he was shaking in his boots. "yup." yoongi said casually, sighing. "he would live a healthy life up until he gets old and dies naturally of old age, sound good? he'll then go to heaven. unlike you, if you agree to my offer." jimin stayed silent for a moment, and came to the conclusion that all he really wanted was for taehyung to live a good, long life. "okay." jimin finally decided to agree, nodding his head to try and reassure himself.


"okay? you're agreeing?" yoongi sputtered, a slight look of disbelief on his face. "yeah. but on one condition. i get my wings back. and i even get to keep them when i come down here to you." jimin sternly told him, arms folded over his chest as his way of saying this could make or break the deal. "sure, whatever. but I'm making the feathers black when you get down here. deal?" yoongi sent him a smile. an actual smile. jimin felt his heart leap in his chest and he didnt know if it was from fear or the sight of yoongis pearly white teeth.


jimin stared out for a moment, admiring the beauty of yoongis face before abruptly snapping himself out of it. "deal." he stated firmly. they shook hands quickly, both of them choosing to ignore the fact that their hands fitted together perfectly, and without another second, yoongi had vanished. and jimin found himself back on the bench, his mind replaying everything that had just happened.


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a/n ooooo.. so this was cool to write ! there are only like 1 or 2 more chapter left ! (its a pretty short story!) i hope you like it so far !

lots of love, namjoon1994 !

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