Book 1: Seven Demons' Sins (BTS FanFiction)

Episode 4: Hell on Earth

~F O U R: Hell on Earth~

 Well, for a change, the firm mattress wasn't uncomfortable like the old inflatable one I had back home.  

Despite keeping myself up for two hours past midnight thinking about how I'm going to pay my overdue rent and get my missing notes for all the classes I'm missing, I fell into a deep slumber. 

Hanul.

I'll return back to you.

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"This is how she sleeps?" A voice whispered. My eyes flung open and I sat up searching the room with fear. 

"Who is it?" I nervously asked, hugging the covers up to my chin. I glanced at the clock to my right and not to my surprise it wasn't working. Time was frozen in this damn house. 

"Sorry about that!" J-hope popped out from behind the end of the bed board. And I screamed. It wasn't every day where I opened my eyes to demon looking creeps staring at me when I was asleep for god knows how long.

"Ow." Jungkook cand J-hope both clutched their ears. "You do know our hearing is ten times more sensitive than yours right?"

"What are you doing here?!" I panicked, sitting up straight and scouring the room for any "protective tools". For all I know hitting them with a chair might not even feel like a scratch.

"Relax. We didn't mean to wake you up." Jungkook grinned innocently next to him. Despite the fact that this demon looked like he belonged in high school, there was something undeniably attracting about him. I'm not saying that I was attracted to a demon that looked like a high school student, but that's exactly what it was. His alluring aura seemed to give off a somewhat charming vibe. I was scared that if I stared too much I'll end up losing control to him because that's how it felt like right now. Like my consciousness and brain were slowly being emptied with the thought and image of only his face.

"You can't stare at me can you?" He teased and covered his giggle behind two hands. I widened my eyes and glared. This kid knew exactly what he was doing! "Well, that's just a part of my special 'demonic' power." He curled his hands and swayed his body like some ghost. J-hope nudged him lightly with annoyance, sending the kid into another fit of giggles. 

Seeing them so up close allowed me to notice how inhumanely they actually appeared under their human guise. 

Their ears had a slight, elvish point to them and their K-9's were longer than the normal length. But the give away was truly their eyes. 

Something in their eyes was so hypnotizing. It must've been the swift movement of different colors alternating between blue and brown for Jungkook, or the green and brown for J-hope. I even saw it happen to Jimin, but he had a reddish tint and the other psychotic brother had an alternating yellow color.

Despite obvious body signs that I learned about in Psychology 101, their longer claws tapping against the bed, unsteady eyes wandering around my face and body, I noticed their restraint from holding themselves back from me was soon to break. And honestly, what they wanted whether it was my soul or some twisted demonic pleasure, I wasn't down to sit and wait for them to lose control of themselves.

I really couldn't trust any of them. It's not like I magically learned how to befriend demons throughout my life. They weren't really the best friends to make growing up. And now, I was a grown 20-year-old college student studying psychology who got kidnapped and couldn't even report it because my phone bill is overdue. Besides, I probably couldn't even reveal the identity of seven boys who could probably appear to invisible to the police. Heck, I would be sent to a psych-ward for all I know.