𝐴𝑆𝑇𝐸𝑅𝐼𝑆𝑀; bts os

pjm : evil

summary: in which nothing lasts forever.

genre: mystery, angst

word count: + 1.9k

part 3 of the evil series.

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once upon a time, when mankind shared a world with good and evil spirits, there was a huge battle. it was a battle between guardian angels, and the one who took the lives of all people. neither of both sides won. after glancing upon all the deaths they had caused, both parties decided to ascend to heaven itself, taking every other mythical creature with them. mankind should be able to recover itself and live a life without fear. still, the bad side of those spirits are among us. they wear many names, but the most common is "angel of death". the ones that take mankind's lives, guide them to the other side. it is said that these dark creatures cannot fall in love, cannot feel at last. but, there is always someone who is different than the others.

— (y/n) p.o.v.

"and another dead body was found.", my father said, letting a hand run through his hair. "i don't get this.", he rambled on and continued to look through his studies. stacks of paper where sprawled out all over the kitchen table, alongside with some cups, halfway filled with coffee. also countless pieces of paper, ripped or not, were on the floor, making it almost impossible to find a spot where the dark wood would shine through. "appa, this can't go on.", i said after walking into the kitchen. "you seriously need a room for your work only.", i went on while starting to clean the floor and do the dishes.

"i know, (y/n). but what if she comes back and i have been using her room for this kind of thing?", my father replied, an exhausted and sad tone to hear in his voice. i clenched my fists. "thanks mom for leaving us in this misery.", i hissed quietly. it all had happened a couple of months ago. after a huge argument with my father, she just grabbed some of her things, walked out of the door and disappeared in the gloomy darkness. since that day, i never saw her again. alone the thought of my mother made me clench my fists and grit my teeth. no one ever dared to talk about my mother when i was around.

i turned around to face my father again, a soft smile on my lips, as i knelt down to pick up the scattered pieces of paper. "it will be okay, and you will solve this case soon.", i whispered and placed the stack of paper in front of him. "i'll go out for a while, hanging out with some old friends, if you don't mind me. and no, please don't worry about me.", i said just as my father was about to complain. i quickly slid on my coat and stepped into my fluffy boots, closing the door shut behind me after making sure i got everything i needed with me.

actually, i lied to my father. i didn't really know where to go right now, i just wanted to get away from the stressed out atmosphere at home. deciding to head towards a bar, i made my way there. soon enough i reached the rather small building, opening the door. i was greeted with warmth and the sound of people chattering, combined with music playing in the background. i headed straight towards the bar and first ordered one water, not wanting to get drunk immediately.

that was when i saw him for the first time. he sat at the bar, grayish dyed hair framing his features, his eyes focused on a glass filled with whiskey placed in front of him. he looked lonely, somehow. i took a deep breath and made my way over to him, taking the seat next to the - handsome - stranger. "hello.", was the first thing escaping from between my lips, and i took a sip from my ice cold water. "hey.", the stranger replied, in a deep and smooth voice sending shivers down my spine. "alone here?", i asked, turning my head to face him. he nodded slightly and i took the chance to take in his features. auburn eyes, framed by long, thick lashes. full and plump lips, high cheek bones. he indeed was a handsome young man.