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Yoongi watched the older boy in front of him freeze. He tilted his head as he wondered what made him get thrown out of Heaven when just hours ago he had saved him. In his eyes, Jin was just like an angel rather than a God. He was the only person who had ever tried to aid him, aside from Hoseok.
The next words that came out of his mouth caught Yoongi by surprise. "You know the Seven Deadly Sins, right?"
The boy pursed his lips as he nodded, not wanting to interrupt the God as he spoke. He didn't even think he would tell him since they just met. He simply stared at him and gave him his fullest attention.
"I... Fuck, how do I say this without you changing your thoughts about me?" He lets out a sardonic chuckle while wiping away the tears forming in his eyes. "I fell into one of those sins. I hated him. He took everything from me. All the praise, all the glory! The other Gods loved him, and nobody loved me. It was Envy, Yoongi. I was so, so envious. He had everything while I had nothing."
"So I made a deal, one that I really wished I hadn't made. I sold my soul, just so he could feel how I felt. Everything was going so well after that. People loved me, and hated him. I don't even know how people worshipped him before, he destroyed everything. But most importantly, he destroyed me." Jin was already sobbing by now, and Yoongi pulled him into another hug.
"It hurt so much, Yoongi. I don't know how they found out. Someone probably told him about it. Gosh, the next thing I knew I was in a frozen lake with a voice in my head saying that they threw me down to Earth and I lost my immortality. I wasn't even important enough for them to allow me to give an explanation. If they were going to treat me like complete and utter cow shit, why was I even a God in the first place?!" Seokjin was enraged before he took a deep breath as he mumbled into the assassin's t-shirt.
"It was Envy itself that I sold my soul to. But I can't remember how they looked like. All I can remember was an oddly shaped smile. It was almost as if that smile was mocking me." His hands curled up into fists which caused him to hit it against Yoongi's chest in frustration. But Yoongi didn't mind.
He could somehow relate to his story. When he was a child, he never had much love given to him. He was lonely. His mom was an alcoholic, while his dad was a druggie. He certainly came from a fucked up family. His whole family was dead, except him. His mom died while she was drunk driving. The dad of course died from a drug overdose. While Yoongi's older brother died from internal bleeding from all the beatings his parents gave them. They all died from different reasons.
And even though Yoongi wasn't dead, he sure as hell wasn't feeling alive either. He kills for a living, ironic, isn't it? He was jealous of other kids who had their lives turned out perfectly normal. He especially hated those who were born with a silver spoon in their mouth. All of them were the same. Selfish, foolish people who thought money was the solution to everything. That's why he killed those who deserved to be killed. The power-hungry bastards who even turn to killing the ones who trusted them, for the sake of money. He was almost losing his hope in everything.
But maybe, just maybe, Kim Seokjin could be his light at the end of the tunnel.
- back to my old writing style!
aND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE MAIN CHARACTER OF THIS STORY aKA KIM SEOKJIN AKA WORLDWIDE HANDSOME AKA MY ULTIMATE BIAS oh gosh i love him so much i can cRYI CANT BELIEVE HES ALREADY 25 siGHI LOVE OUR 11 yEAR AGE GAP
LOL IM SO SORRY I KEEP PUBLISHING AND UNPUBLISHINGbut yall r so fast tfOH i also changed the covers again lol
