Devil's Rose - KTH + JJK

XVIII

Jeon Jungkook POV

     I closed my eyes as balanced on the swing almost falling off holding on with only one hand. I had nothing better to do and I was bored so I decided to make it my mission to not fall off the swing, and it was going pretty good so far except the blood rushing to my head.
     The door opened and I opened my eyes to see an upside down Taehyung looking at me weirdly. "You're going to fall off and get hurt." He told me and I sat up before looking at my bloody hands from the rope I was gripping tightly. I winched in pain and Tae walked in front of me before taking my hands and observing the blood that came out of them.
     "You're such a goof." He says and I laugh standing up and putting my hands in my pockets so nobody can see them. "By the way, I came here because we need to talk." Taehyung said and I immediately frowned. I hope I didn't have to leave, at least not yet. "Did I do something wrong?" I ask worry heard in my voice and I remembered when I told Tae of my feelings.
     "No, you didn't do anything wrong, but I know I need to tell you sooner than later." He said and I slowly nodded still worrying that I did something bad, or that I have to go back to my awful house that I could never call a home.
     Tae reached out for my hand and I gave it to him before we walked out of the room and into the room we had been sharing for a while now. I actually didn't know how long I had been here for, I lost track of time on the first days I came here.
     "Sit down." He said and I sat down on the large bed anxiously before he followed sitting opposite of me. "So what did you want to talk to me about?" I asked him and he looked at his hands frowning as if he was having a mental battle on if he should tell me or not. The only problem is that I really want to know what it is, and I probably won't leave him alone until he does tell me.
     "So, I guess to say it plainly, Jungkook, I'm not normal." He said and I frowned. Well okay, I hope he's not psycho and planning on killing me, or even worse, he's a cannibal and plans on eating me for dinner. I really don't want to be eaten.
     "You're not going to eat me are you?" I ask him cautiously and he frowns in confusion. "Why would I eat you? And if I was going to, wouldn't I have already?" He said and I mentally smacked myself in the face. Of course Jungkook, you're such an idiot. I told myself before looking at Tae to continue.
    "Jungkook, I'm not human." He finally said and I felt my eyes widen in surprise. "Are you being serious?" I asked him and he nodded slowly. "So are you like a vampire or something?" I asked and he laughed lightly. "No, if I was I wouldn't be able to go outside during the day." He said and I mentally face palmed, running out of guesses, cause I don't think he's a where wolf or a zombie either.
    "So if you're not a vamp, then what are you?" I asked him and he looked up at me his eyes looking into my own.
    "I guess sort of a fallen angel." He said and somehow, somewhere that word rang a bell in my head.
     "An angel, like from heaven?" I asked and he half nodded before continuing. "I guess you could say, but other angels say I'm a monster." He said before looking down playing with hands and his eyes watering up. "What happened?" I asked and he frowned remembering what happened.
     "The old man loved me more than my other brothers, I was his greatest creation, and the others hated me for it,  but they never expressed their hatred to anyone but me." Tae swallowed hard and I realised when he said "old man" he was talking about God, at least I think.
     "We always got into fights and as time went on, more angels started to dislike me, and it started to take an effect on me." Tae seemed to get more upset as he talked, so I took his hands and held them rubbing them to try to help him calm down. He smiled at the gesture before continuing.
     "At first I just wanted to die. For a while I hated the old man for making me who I was, and I just wanted to be liked. But I soon realised that would never happen. They would never treat me fairly." He said before tightening his grip on my still wounded hands and he smiled, but it was a cold smile, a smile that sent shivers down my spine.
     "If they wouldn't treat me equal to them, they would have to treat me higher than all of them, after all God must've made me better than the rest of them for a reason, right?" He said almost angrily and I frowned, suddenly worried at how familiar it sounded.
     "I wanted it all, Jungkook. At one point I even thought I was better than God himself, which led war to ensue." He said and his eyes watered before slowly dripping down his face. I was at a lost for words, I didn't know what to think of what he told me.
     "I lost the war, I lost everything. At one point I even lost what I loved most-" he cut himself off unable to say what it was. I secretly hoped that it wasn't a person he loved most.
     "But I guess that's not that important. Do you forgive me Jungkook? Am I really the monster all the angels say I am?" He said and I felt my heart waver. It wasn't his fault was it? I mean, his brothers led him to it, so it's not really his fault for it right?
      "How could I not forgive you? It's not your fault, you just did what you thought was right at the time." I told him before moving closer onto his lap. "What you did a long time ago doesn't make you who you are today." I said wiping the tears away from his face, my red blood stained hands contrasted to his ocean blue eyes.
"I guess it really doesn't matter, I've gained something greater than what I've lost in all of my time." He said looking up to me wrapping his larger hands around my own. I felt my hands tingle and a second later Tae moved his hands away from my own to reveal they had healed, as if nothing had ever happened to them. I looked up Tae and he gave me a small smile and I let my eyes gaze across his face before landing on his pink plump lips.
"What did you gain?" I asked him still looking at his lips, my want to give into the temptation of his lips waiting for a single word, that could decide if my next move would happen or not.
"I gained you." He said and I smiled before finally giving in and connecting our lips.
I don't know what it was supposed to feel like when you kiss someone, but I had feeling this was right. A lot of times people describe that when you kiss someone and it's right, it's almost as if sparks are flying the air and I could feel it right now. I wondered what Taehyung was thinking at the moment, and almost broke off the kiss when he pushed me over and moved his legs so he was on top of me without breaking contact and I wondered if he had done this before.
For a split second he broke contact and looked at me in the eyes a smirk growing on his face. "I could look at you all day like this, you know." He said and I frowned slightly. "Can we just get back to kissing?" I asked a bit desperately and his smile widened. "Anything for you, baby boy." He said before reconnecting our lips.
This time I had gotten over the initial shock of a first kiss and embraced it. Taehyung's lips tasted like a ripe cherry on a warm afternoon and I loved it. His lips were also slightly salty from tears but soft and plump.
As we continued I noticed that I had no clue on what I was doing and he seemed to know exactly what he was doing. So I let him take over and with every step he made I felt my heart beat quicken as if it was going to explode and then then slow and then skip a beat or a few. I also felt so many emotions at once, all colliding and some overtaking me for short periods of time before they were over taken by another.
We finally broke the kiss and I breathed heavily trying not to make it obvious that I was still trying to get over the fact that I just had my first kiss, and I couldn't have imagined it with anyone but Taehyung.
"Do you know that you're beautiful?" He asked me while running his thumb across my right cheek. I felt my face redden as I smiled but I don't think my face could get any redder than it currently was. He flipped us over then pulled me over so I lied next to him and he ran his hands through my brown hair. I tilted my head on his chest and let my eyes close before I let myself drift away in Taehyung's warm touch and soft whispers in my ear.

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Hey guys! First off, happy Thanksgiving to all the Americans here, I'm American so I ate good. We had our Thanksgiving game today and I froze my ass off, but we played well so it was good. I'm actually a bit sad that my first marching season is officially over, and I finally had gotten pretty good too. But you guys don't really care, so I'll go now. I hopefully will have another Christmas-y story starting soon, so wait for that. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed!
                 - Em