COLD

29: E

Hoseok sat at the edge of Heaven, swinging his legs happily, staring down at Earth. Mammon sat next to him, flicking Hoseok's halo.

"What do you think is going to happen  to them, after his death?" Mammon picked his halo from the air and twirled it in his hands. He took the form of Jungkook, since he was the last person he possessed. And furthermore, he was quite a head turner with the face he was wearing.

"Well, maybe I should do something," Hoseok suggested, but Mammon shook his head.

"Hobi, we shouldn't involve ourselves in the human world," Mammon said mockingly, wagging his finger and pursing his lips. "We should be good angels and stay up here with big Daddy."

Hoseok snatched his halo back and placed it back above head.

"You know you're not an Angel, fool. And it's not 'We'. You're in my head, you're not really here. I'm just keeping you because you owe me one."

"Hey, I just said I wasn't evil so that the guys wouldn't kill me on the spot. I'm evil as Satan's asshole."

Suddenly, another Angel walked right through Mammon, sitting right on him. Mammon made a digusted look and crawled away.

"Who you talking to, Hobi?"

"No one, Gummie."

"Don't call me that! My name's Bogum, Park Bogum." The angel declared, puffing his chest up. Mammon rolled his eyes and mimicked him, puffing up his chest.

"Anyways, you know I'm assigned to collect your friend, right?"

"My friend?"

"Yeah, Park Jimin. He's getting a halo in like 2 hours later."

"Oh, you're collecting him? Then, can you do me a huge favour?"

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"What? You want me to put him in a coma? No! I can't do that!" Bogum stood up from his place, his arms akimbo. "That's breaking the rules!"

"No, breaking the rules is not collecting him at all. I'm just asking you to delay it, postpone, stall. You're still going to collect him, but on a later date. On a very later date. Maybe next year? Or 10 years?"

"Jung Hoseok! Do you know how stupid you sound? Are you risking our lives, for a human?"

"He isn't just a human, Bogum," Hoseok stood up, making eye contact with him. "He's-'

"I don't care who or what he is! I'm not risking my life for some stranger!"

Hoseok sighed.

"Fine, you give me no choice. Mammon, do your thing."

Mammon stepped out from Hoseok's body and rolled his neck. Bogum's eyes widen, realising that Hoseok had a demon inside him.

"What the fu-" Bogum got cut off by Mammon, who placed a finger on his lips.

"Hush, Angels can't swear. That's breaking the rules." Mammon whispered. Then he leaped forward into Bogum's body, possessing him.

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"Wow, this is so cool." Mammon, as Bogum, flapped his angel wings and shook his head from side to side, his halo shaking with. "Daebak..."

"Just do what you promised, Mammon." Now it was Hoseok's turn to flick Mammon's halo. "Lock Jimin's soul in his body, so he'll be in a coma instead of dying."

"Sure thing, babe."

"Don't call me babe, you devil."

"Your curse words amuse me, Jung Hoseok." Mammon chuckled and flew down, landing softly in an apartment. An unconscious man laid on the floor, his limbs spread wide open. Mammon stared at him, squatting down and pressed a finger on his forehead. Words popped up, displaying his particulars to Mammon.

"Kim Namjoon... No, this isn't the guy. Where's Jimin?" Mammon muttered under his breath and searched around. He finally found him, propped against a wall, clutching onto his abdomen. Blood seeped from his clothes and onto the floor below him.

"Park Jimin? Is that you?" Mammon squatted next to him.

"Who, who are you?" Jimin groaned.

"Mammon. Remember me? But I'm in an Angel's body right now and I've to collect you. But! But your friend Jung Hobi Hobi, decided to knock you into a small coma, so you wouldn't die, and your friends can stay with you a little longer."

Jimin just groaned in response.

"Alright, but help me tell Jungkook that I-"

"That you love him? Yeah, I know these cliché things."

"No, tell him when I wake up, I'm going to beat his ass up."

"Oh." Mammon placed a hand on Jimin's forehead, and smiled. "Get ready, because you'll have to wait for a while to even see him."

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"Do you think that Sehun guy will go after Jimin, knowing that he's alive?" Worried, Jungkook paced around the room, but with his injured leg, it looked like he was limping with a stick for his leg. "Should we go find him?"

"Seriously? We just came here! Can't we go sightseeing, I heard there's this Flower Dome where there's a lot of flowers and plants and stuff. I should go and see it, since I'm a flower myself."

Both Amber and Jungkook sighed simultaneously. 

"Hyung, I'm serious, I have a bad feeling about this. I'm going to go find Jimin, you stay here with Noona."

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"Jimin? Where are you? I'm back from the con-" Jungkook stopped in his tracks, his voice stuck in his throat. He stared at the pool of blood on the floor, speechless.

His handphone rang, and he raised it to his ear slowly, unable to process what was happening. Why was there blood on the floor? Where was Jimin?

"Jungkookie? Can you hear me?" Yoongi's voice came from his phone. It was Yoongi who called Jungkook.

"Yeah, hyung, I can hear you."

"Jimin's in the hospital. He's in a coma right now. I'll text you the address. "

The phone slipped from his hand. Jimin? In a coma? Jungkook fell to his knees, sobs shaking him. It was his fault, why did leave Jimin in the first place? If he had stayed, he could have protected him.

If he had stayed, he could have prevented all this.