Dangerous Angel || Taehyung {COMPLETED}

~Thirty-Six~

The thunder comes from every where and no where at one time, the same as my father did.

"Hye Yoon, what did you do?" Satan asks as he puts his hands over his head.

"Why should you care?" I ask, the thunder getting louder.

"I care because you are going to ruin my kingdom."

"Is that that matters to you, is yourkinngdom?"

"No, I care about you too." He says as I hear something trying to come in through the door on the wall opposite the bed, straight in front of me.

"And why do you care about me?" I ask, getting up to face him.

"Because I need someone to take the thrown after me."

"The thrown? You call this hell a thrown? Father, is that all you need me for? Is to carry on your legacy?"

"Yes, Hye Yoon. I need you! Please do this for me." He whines as the force on the other side of the door finally breaks through but I don't care who it is- I'm too worked up about Satan.

"Why would I do anything for you? You left me and my mother before I was even born. You told her you loved her and left her because you were scared to raise a child. You were scared to leave your 'thrown' for more than a year. And don't tell me I don't know the story, because I know good and well what happened." I yell and the thunder becomes deafening.

"Hye Yoon, calm down." Satan yells at me.

"Hye Yoon." A familiar voice says and the thunder immediately lowers to a dull roar.

"Hye Yoon, listen, I do need you." Satan says and the thunder increases in volume again.

"Hye Yoon, he doesn't need you." The voice says and I finally look over to find it's Taehyung there with the rest of Bangtan.

"Why should I listen to any of you?" I ask.

"Because I won't hurt you." Taehyung answers.

"How do I know that? I've been hurt so much before; how do I know I can trust you?"

"Because. I can explain it later if you come with me."

"Hye Yoon, please. We may not be close anymore, but I still need you. He can go on, we can't." Jimin says as he steps closer to me, but still behind Taehyung.

I look between the two. The boys seem worried for me but Satan seems worried for his 'thrown'.

Satan is my father, I think, and I don't know how much I trust these boys.