grim ; yoonmin [original]

050

050

IT was halloween night and yoongi's insides were glowing with pure happiness.

he didn't need to hide his true form on this holiday and it felt freeing. it was almost like walking about naked in public.

sadly, yoongi was clothed.

taehyung happily trotted next to jungkook; the two were in the front of the group of seven. hoseok, who was a few steps behind them, watching the two warily with a strange feeling settling in his chest.

after hoseok was seokjin and namjoon.

jin was wearing a deep blue wizard's cloak that had bell sleeves and an elaborate black witch hat. his eyes were a lovely lilac color and his hair seemed more lusciously blond than ever.

namjoon, on the other hand, was exposed the way jungkook was. their dark wings draped against their backs, the jagged, feathered tips grazing the cobblestone floor underneath them.

whereas namjoon wore dark wash jeans, a gray t-shirt with the occasional small holes, and a leather jacket reading 'rap monster' on the back, jungkook was shirtless once again.

the younger demon wore leather pants and custom black work boots.

at the end of the group was min yoongi and park jimin.

taehyung and jimin decided to have cute matching costumes; taehyung was the joker and jimin was his harley quinn.

the night was young, just sitting on eight o'clock, and the group of seven were ready to get things along.

they currently were strolling down the street along with other people, tugging their kids around. a bunch of teenagers were out also, giggling and scheming to cause mischief.

a sinister smile curled onto yoongi's lips—the only feature that was visible under his hood.

he turned his head to jimin and tapped the boy on his back with his scythe gently.

with wide eyes full of excitement, jimin looked over to the reaper with a grin that never seemed to leave his face. "yes?" he asked with cheeriness in his voice.

"i'm not a good guy, love." yoongi stated quite randomly, which is why jimin chose to ignore the pet name and let himself tilt his head at the exclamation. "well, neither am i." he gestured to his attire.

he was wearing two-tone red and blue pants that had multiple slashes and rips in them. underneath the tight pants he wore fishnet tights that frustrated the hell out of yoongi. jimin also wore a tight red and white shirt accompanied by an illustrious blue jacket.

"i can see that, mochi." the nicknames kept coming, and yoongi slipped his long fingers underneath jimin's thick choker and tugged on it.

"but what i mean is that this is my night," the reaper continued, "my night to wreak havoc." the smile he wore just seemed to widen in a sinister way, no longer the gummy, full-toothed grin jimin adored.

but the mortal knew that he couldn't stop yoongi from being what he was. maybe, just a little part of him liked the side of yoongi that was dangerous. he decided that a few weeks before halloween.

"let me do it with you." jimin said suddenly. the slight demand and plea almost made yoongi stop walking.

a few steps in front of them, hoseok could hear their entire conversation. he'd allow jimin to witness yoongi in a light as such, but he'd be close by to protect him if he needed.