The Devil's Flowers || YoonSeok

S E V E N

Yoongi watched the scene unfold between Hoseok and his friend. Yoongi was confused by the last statement said by the friend named Seokjin.

"Namjoon, come here."

Namjoon appeared instantly next to Yoongi's side, "yes my lord?"

"Look here," Yoongi replayed the words said to Hoseok by Seokjin in his cauldron, "what does this mean?"

Namjoon continued to watch the scene, pondering the meaning, "my lord, with my understanding of mortals, there are two meanings."

Yoongi kept replaying the words, listening to Namjoon, and trying to shake off the uneasy feeling he had.

"Either they were said out of brotherly love, like you and I, or they were passionate." Namjoon took a step away from Yoongi, prepared.

"Passionate, how do you mean?" Yoongi's patience was growing thin, he needed answers.

"Passionate, like the same way you feel towards the boy." Namjoon completed removed himself away from Yoongi's side.

Yoongi's horns had fully emerged from his temples in a couple of seconds as his tail whipped viciously next to him leg.

He didn't like the idea of anyone feeling the same feelings he had for Hoseok, call him possessive, but he was the devil.

Namjoon stepped closer after his lord was fully emerged, he put his hand out to touch his shoulder but retreated his hand quickly. The scar on his palm made him remember just how hot Satan was when he was fully emerged and upset.

"Lord, it might not be the passionate form. You still barely know anything about his feelings or personal life, you've only been observing him instead of knowing him."

Yoongi closed his eyes and thought about the possible outcomes, Namjoon was right, he wasn't even sure how Hoseok felt and he couldn't jump to any rash decisions or conclusions.

"Namjoon, I need to be in his life." Yoongi's horns slowly shrunk inside his skull.

"My lord, I told you that persistence was key."

Yoongi sighed heavily, "I already left him a flower and an apology note on his door step."

Namjoon smiled lightly at his lord, "my lord, I know you are compassionate and I know you can think of other ways to make someone adore you, you just have to find the right things."

"Why can't you help me then?" Yoongi looked up at Namjoon.

"Because, my lord, I am not you."

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I dyed my hair blonde and every time I look into the mirror, I see Seokjin.