Truce ((MinJoon))

One

~Present Time: Hell~

King Jeongsu pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to relieve the growing headache. Like every other day, the Demon King was buried with paperwork. It seems like job of a king was never done. Once the headache seemed to have subsided for now, King Jeongsu resume organizing the mass of papers on his desk.

It was silent until there was a knock at his door. "Come in." Jeongsu didn't look up when the door had opened. He already knew who it was. "Is there something you need, Jackson?"

"My apologies for disturbing you while you are working. We have a small problem." Jackson lowered his gaze when Jeongsu stopped what he was doing.

"What is the problem?" Jeongsu began a little uneasy. Something was telling him this small problem involved his son.

"Well, it's about Young Master. We...cannot find him. He did not show up for his private lessons. When I went to search for him in his bedroom, he was no where to be found." Jackson tensed a little when the Demon King stood from his desk abruptly.

"That boy. Why must he always do this?" Jeongsu didn't have time for his son's rebel behavior. He needed to get things done. The approaching date for the wedding was drawing near. The Demon King cannot afford to waste time with his son's foolishness.

"I'll have guard search the palace grounds for him." Jackson blinked twice when Jeongsu had raised a hand and lightly shook his head.

"No need. I shall look for him. I already had an idea on his whereabouts. I will not take long." Stepping around from his desk, King Jeongsu walked over to Jackson. "Thank you for informing me, Jackson." The Demon King gently patted the other demon's shoulder before stepping out of his study.

Walking down the hallway, a deep frown made its way onto Jeongsu's handsome face. "Once I find you, you are going to be so in much trouble. Park Jimin."

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Laughter could be heard in the streets of city as three boys ran along the alleyways. One of them belonging to the Demon Prince himself. Laughing happily, Prince Jimin ran down the street with his two best friends. The three of them were causing mischief like they always do. Whether it was bothering the elders, picking fights with other demons or destroying private property. Certainly things a prince shouldn't be doing.

In this case, Jimin and his friends stole from a shop owner and destroyed the shop itself.

Prince Jimin ran down the streets towards the hideout he and his friends frequent on a daily basis. It was an abandoned home on the other side of the city. Away from the Palace. Opening the door, Jimin pushed off his hood to reveal his pure black hair and deep red eyes. "That was so fun." He said, stepping over to the couch and sat down.

"Yeah! That stupid old man didn't know what hit him!" Said Jungkook, the youngest of the three. He sat on one of the other couches, a bunny-like grin on his handsome face.

"Definitely. It's definitely going to take the basterd quite a while to fix up that shitty shop." The third and eldest of the three of them stepped over to Jimin and sat on his lap. "You sure your dad isn't going find out, Jimin?"

"Don't worry, Yoongi hyung. Dad isn't going to know. So, don't you worry your pretty little head." Prince Jimin wrapped his arms around the blue haired demon and pulled him close.

Yoongi smirked a little, wrapping his arms around Jimin's shoulders. "Alright. If you're sure. I don't want that old man to get mad at you." Leaning on, Yoongi began kissing Jimin's neck.

Jungkook rolled his eyes playfully and stood up from the couch. "I'm going to get something to eat. I'll leave you two alone." The younger stepped into the kitchen, a small smirk on his face.