bottom hoseok || bts+hoseok

BOY MEETS EVIL || knj+jhs

Hoseok never knew what he was getting into, all the small incidents were fine, but this one.. he really fucked up.

Hoseok was never a bad person, no because if he was he'd die, he knew it and everyone else knew it, that's what happens when angels do bad things.

Hoseok wasn't sure what to do, how could he be so stupid to accept this task? To make a deal with the devil? He was screwed.

Because here he stood now, in front of the man who went by Kim Namjoon, or known for being the devil. Hoseok's head was down as he walked into the crimson castle. He couldn't bring himself to look at him.

"Ah, hello Hoseok." A deep voice calls while the sound of a book closing echos thru the room. Hoseok's head pops up, his eyes meeting with a black haired man's. "Uh, hi." Hoseok awkwardly says, messing with the silk white sleeves from his robe like top.

"Come." The other waves him over, his black hair being pushed back by his hand as he speaks.

Hoseok walks faster, his heart racing, when his feet land just before the first step that led to the devil's throne, he looks up.

"Tell me, Angel, what brings you here?" He asks while raising an eyebrow, his tight black button up moving with his every movement. Hoseok goes to speak, his heart-shaped lips opening then closing.

The other stood from his throne, towering over Hoseok. "You know it's rude not to answer when someone asks a question, don't you Hoseok?" Hoseok nods, his eyes meeting the ground as he looks down.

A loud chuckle comes from the devil, his large hand forcing Hoseok's face up. "Now, answer me." Hoseok's already pink cheeks heated up more, it didn't help that the devil was strangely attractive.

"I uh—" Dangit Hoseok thought, he had forgotten from the simple touch of the others hand, and his hot breath hitting against his face. Another laugh echoed thru the large room. "Well Hoseok, looks like you forgot. Am I correct?"

Hoseok nodded with a gulp, his bottom lip trembling with anxiety. Another chuckle came from the man. "I see," He started wrapping an arm around Hoseok's waist, his large hand resting at the small of his back. Leaning into a whisper. "Looks like you'll be here for awhile, Angel."

"I-I will?" Hoseok asks, feeling weak once his hot breath hit his neck. "Yes, Jungkook, Taehyung, show Hoseok to my room." The two men in black walk over to the bright boy, pulling him over to the long steps.

"Sit on the bed, Namjoon will have Yixing bring you extra clothes, which Zitao made for you." Jungkook tells him, Taehyung nodding, then bowing before they leave.

Well dang Hoseok thought, brushing a hand thru his peachy-blonde hair out of his face.

Namjoon grins when the duo comes back out, "Boss, what exactly do you plan on doing with the angel?" Taehyung wonders, raising an eyebrow at him.

Namjoon's grin then turns into a smirk, standing up from his throne and heading up the steps into his room.

"The only think I can do." He says while walking into the room, out of site of his young workers.

"I see Zitao's clothes have gotten to you, that's amazing." His eyes run up and down the slim figure that the angel owned.

Hoseok nodded, his eyes soon meeting with the Devil's again. "You'll be staying here with me for a month, if you end up wanting to stay, you may. If you want to go, then I'll let you go."

Hoseok nods again, eyeing the handsome devil. "Okay." He says.

Day one

"Angel, we're going out into town today, Zitao will bring you your clothes," Namjoon explains as he pulled on his shoes.

"I want you to meet me in the throne room in fifteen minutes, no longer and no shorter, got it?" He then says before turning to face Hoseok, raising an eyebrow at him.

Hoseok quickly nods with a small blush forming on his cheeks. "Y-Yes, I understand," He stuttered before getting up himself.

Namjoon was gone before Hoseok's feet hit the floor, but Hoseok didn't mind. He sleepily walked to the shower room to get ready for the day.