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And, I Knew The Grail Was Poisoned

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Yoongi heard yells of impure souls and demons as he'd flown towards the gate, not even bothering with the gatekeeper as he'd exited.

The damage has already been done, so he saw no point in trying to fix anything.

He fell out the void to earth, his wings disappearing as he arrived. He wondered if the same happened with angels when they go from Heaven to Earth. Probably not. They'd have to fly down.

He picked himself up and quickly ran wherever he could before any other demon would come through the gate and catch him.

He needed to find Jimin.

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Jimin hid his wings and halo the second he landed on earth, checking his pockets for money before finding a salon.

He knew he had to find Yoongi, but he didn't want to get recognised before he reached Yoongi's arms. So, he walked straight into a beauty parlor. Angels' hair grew around a centimeter a month, so he could get a small trim as well. His hair was starting to almost reach under his eyes if he didn't part his hair in the middle.

"Could you dye it black, and trim it just a little bit?"

"Of course."

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Yoongi quickly walked his way to the usual park they went to to meet up. When he arrived there, he saw the back of a person with black hair sitting on the bench.

His steps halted, dreading it might not be Jimin and someone else there. He dreaded Jimin might've already gotten taken away.

Jimin, having heard the footsteps turned his upper body to look behind him.

"Yoongi?"

The demon's heart warm up in relief, knowing the angel was safe.

"Jimin?"

He walked towards the bench, now directly behind Jimin as Jimin turned forward so his back wouldn't hurt.

Yoongi's hand combed through Jimin's soft and slightly warm hair.

"You got it dyed?"

He saw Jimin nod.

"I'm the only one with silver hair in heaven. Black is common."

Yoongi hummed before jumping over the back-rest of the bench to sit down next to Jimin.

Jimin rested his head on Yoongi's shoulder, his hands finding Yoongi's.

"We're... caught."

Saying it out loud made it much more of reality. But, neither of them felt the dread anymore. They were calm– now that they were next to each other.

Yoongi put his hands on the back of Jimin's head, pulling him to his neck, hugging him.

"I... know."

"But... right now, I'm the one who's in trouble."

Yoongi's heart dropped. He felt so guilty. It was all because of him.

Softly caressing the skin behind Jimin's ear, Yoongi softly said, his voice almost cracking. He was close to crying.

"I'm sorry, Jimin. I'm so sorry."

Jimin looked up to Yoongi in surprise. Yoongi's eyes were glossy with tears.

Leaning up, Jimin pressed his lips to Yoongi's in a soft and sweet kiss, pulling back to hug Yoongi again.

"It's okay, hyung. It's not your fault. If it is anyone's fault, it's the Authorities'."

Letting out a breath, Jimin pulled back to look at Yoongi again, his thumb under Yoongi's eyes, rubbing comfortingly.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with being with the one's you love."

What Jimin said made Yoongi's tears fall, his head landing on Jimin's shoulder.

"Why are you crying?"

Jimin smiled softly, caressing Yoongi's back.

"I don't know."

"It's okay, Yoongi. We said it the day we met. We both knew what was ahead of us."

He felt Yoongi nod on his shoulder.

"I just... don't want you hurt, Jimin. I can't even stand the thought of it."

Frowning, Jimin's thoughts flashed to a hurt Yoongi, his heart immediately dropping.

"I don't want you hurt, either."

"I love you, my angel."

"And, I love you, my demon."