Kill Our Way to Heaven (Jikook) ✔

Chapter 35

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 35
"ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴅɪꜱᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ"

From the second Jimin appeared in the apartment something felt off. Everything was heavy, the air humid and too thick to breathe in like smoke. It filled up his lungs, slowing him down, weighing him down. The dark walls covered in chipped paint and bruises creaked, almost as if they were whispering to him. The house seemed to curve around him as he turned and walked around, suffocating and taunting him. Claustrophobia ran ramped through his body like he was a caged animal, or maybe he was in a cage with an animal. 

The angel recognised it as the aura of a demon almost immediately. He could taste rot on his tongue and feel fumes burning in his lungs. He felt like he could choke on the small sensation of hell that he was given. It was prominent yet coming in waves. One moment he would feel unbearable heat, smell sulphur and taste venom on his tongue, yet only a split second later it would all disappear as if cast away by a summer's breeze.

It was something he had never felt before. It was almost as if good and bad were fighting, seeing who would get the upper hand first. With a sense of unfamiliarity and caution, he started looking around the apartment.

Jimin's feet dragged over the floor, feeling heavier than normal. He felt on edge by being in the same house as what he could feel was definitely ruthless evil. If things went bad again, the angel would have nowhere to go. Jimin cursed how he had started feeling more fear all of a sudden, pulling himself back to his values as a warrior. He was strong, brave and altruistic. He was created that way and taught that way, and he wasn't going to give it up now no matter what had happened to him. Even if he could feel his heart pounding just a little bit faster with every step he took.

The first room he entered was what appeared to be a bathroom. The tiles were cracked and the mirror was foggy, showing how the heat was not just in his mind. He could see his shape in the reflection, just enough to make out his face and wings. What caught the most attention however was the sense of light in the room. The entire apartment up to that point had been akin to hell, but this room was airy and full of God's love.

Frantically Jimin started looking around. He opened every cabinet and picked up every pill bottle until he found what he was looking for. And when he did, his heart stopped in his chest for a second. 

As he opened the creaky cabinet, he was met with a shelf full of bottles. All were filled to the brim with a hot red liquid. Some bottles were big like jars, others were like test tubes. With a careful hand, he picked one of them up. Now that he could see it up close, his worst fear was confirmed. The way it shone, being so smooth the angel could see his own reflection in the liquid still, Jimin knew exactly what it was.

Every single one of those bottles was filled with angel blood. Some were still fresh, the glass warm as he held them in his hands. They were shaking. A lump was forming in Jimin's throat and his heartbeat slowed down. He looked up again, his eyes getting teary. Next to all the bottles was a box filled with syringes. Jimin let out a shaky breath, putting the bottles back where he found them. 

Nausea overcame him. The angel tried his best not to throw up at the thought of his brothers and sisters, being tortured and bled out just to collect their blood. It was the most disgusting thing he had ever seen. An angel's blood should be spilt with honour and dignity, only the battlefield being worthy for it, not some broken down bathroom in east Seoul where they would waste away in tubes. He knew just from the number of bottles that those angels died in vain and without dignity.

He had to put himself back together. The thoughts were pushed to the back of his mind as he took a deep breath in. With newfound strength, he pushed himself off the floor and followed the smell of sulphur. The feeling of serenity and kindness that the blood of his brethren had brought him was long forgotten as he walked straight into Taehyung's bedroom.