The Angels and Demons of The World

chapter six

 "What's up with people fainting!?" Yoongi complained. He now had the duty of taking care of the passed-out Jungkook.The said boy was lying with his head in Yoongi's lap, legs straight out in front of him. "Why are we even so bothered on trying to know our past?"

Taehyung glanced over at Yoongi, pausing his screaming with Hoseok. "Don't pretend like you're not curious either." He then took a deep breath before screaming and chasing after Hoseok again. Yoongi groaned at how right the younger demon was. He then returned to fanning the maknae, his arms already aching.

Seokjin and Namjoon were looking over the recent actions of Jungkook, trying to figure out why he had fainted. "Maybe he ate too much and just passed out because of bloats?"

"Hyung, he isn't you, I'm sure he's not that obsessed with food."

"Well maybe it's his nasty personality, and God decided it was enough and punished him by making him faint a bunch of times."

"Michael Sunbae would have told us about the punishment if it were true."

"Then maybe-"

"Jungkook might of actually felt worried for one of the angels." Namjoon and Seokjin turned over to Jimin. He smiled awkwardly before continuing his thought. "He probably fainted because he cared too much. I mean, Jungkook fainted right after Hoseok woke up. Maybe since he didn't tell us about his feelings, he passed out. And when Jungkook woke up just a minute ago, he looked me in the eye and told me he believed that we all knew Boksil."

"So you think he got a memory or something?" Namjoon questioned the demon. "Because Jungkook obviously didn't lose his horns or tail." Jimin shrugged. He honestly didn't know if his assumption was right or not. Jungkook could have ate something horrible, though he was dead, so water and food wouldn't have affected him. He could have been annoying enough for God to come and make him pass out. Jimin didn't know.

The demon's thoughts were cut off by a loud wheeze from Jungkook. The youngest abruptly sat up. It was as if he didn't faint at all, but then he started holding his chest and head in pain.

"Woah, woah." Yoongi made the demon lay back down, his head now again in Yoongi's lap. "Take it easy, dude. You just woke up, chill." Jungkook wheezed again, taking Yoongi's hand, which was on his shoulder and squeezed it, hard.

"Ow! What are you doing!?" Yoongi attempted to rip his hand out of the steel grip. "It fricking hurts! Get off!" Jungkook gasped, still clutching his chest.

"It-" Jungkook blinked rapidly. "My- It hurts. Help me. Make the pain go away. Please." Jungkook had never felt this much pain in his life (well, dead life). It felt like millions of swords had pierced his head and heart. Demons healed very quickly and didn't usually experience pain in the first place. While Jungkook held Yoongi's now numb hand, the angel was yelling at someone to heal the youngest.

"Seokjin! Hyung, do something!" The eldest had snapped out of his state of shock and rushed over to the two. He hovered a hand over Jungkook's head, letting a soft glow emit from his hands. Jungkook stiffened, his grip on Yoongi even tighter than before. Yoongi yelped and slapped his hand repeatedly. "Let go! Let go! Oh my gosh, dude, stop!"

Suddenly, Jungkook relaxed and slumped back into Yoongi's lap. He had a contented look on his face. Seokjin patted the boy's head and let the golden glow fade. The reason why Seokjin could heal Jungkook was because he used to be in a different division.

There were three divisions in heaven. They were Health and Care, Protection and Strategy, and Peacemaking. The division Seokjin used to be in was Health and Care, but then he transferred to Protection and Strategy (which was the division he and the other angels were in now).

"So Jungkook," Namjoon clapped his hands, "What happened?" The youngest scratched the back of his head. The demons and angels gathered around the boy in anticipation.

"I got a memory." Jungkook murmured. Jimin let out a mutter of how he was right before letting Jungkook continue. "It was of my death." The rest gasped. Death?

Hoseok leaned in to hear more details. "How did you die?"

"I was walking home from school with Lee Boksil. Then she left because she needed to go to your house." He pointed at Yoongi. "After that, I got beat up and killed by a guy who said Boksil was his." The faraway look in Jungkook's eyes told Jimin there was more.

Jungkook started to fidget. "Um, I liked her, as a crush and I heard Tae Hyung's voice before I died." It became silent. So silent that it was almost abnormal.

Taehyung broke the silence by laughing. "You liked Boksil? Hahahaha! Let me guess, you were shy and sweet to her too?" Taehyung rolled on the ground in laughter as everyone watched him.

"Taehyung-shi, are you ok-" Hoseok was cut off by Taehyung gasping for air before he continued laughing. "You know what, let's just get back to Jungkook-shi."

"Do you think we're all going to get memories too?" Seokjin asked Namjoon, a questioning look on his face.

Though Namjoon was the 'smart one', he had no idea how to answer his hyung's question. "Maybe, I'm not sure." Namjoon sighed, "I hope we do." He considered what Jungkook had experienced, and Jimin and Hoseok's features going missing.

"I know we're all curious about our past."

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A/N

hello !

so the eight chapters (some arent uploaded yet) ive written so far add up to 8465 words

im so proud goddamn <-- sorry to people who got offended

i dont even write essays that are half of that amount of words

anyway

ive been dying inside bc of pe

my class runs two laps while other classes run one and im just scReAMiNG

ok qodt

q : who is your ultimate bias

a : the dude in my profile pic

its lee jihoon / woozi from seventeen