DMBI - Fragments of a Summin

Chapter Three

Yoongi is dressed in his favourite jeans and the least wrinkled shirt that he owns. His teeth are freshly brushed and his newly bleached hair has no showing roots whatsoever.

Holly tilts her head to the side as she looks up at him.

"Oh hush, I'm not making that much of an effort." Yoongi grumbles.

"Yes you are. Who're you trying to impress, hyung?" Either Min Holly has finally gained the ability of human speech, or Yoongi's roommate Taehyung has entered the hallway.

"What do you want, Tae?" Yoongi sighs.

"To know who you're trying to impress. I thought I'd made that quite obvious by asking 'Who're you trying to impress, hyung?'" Tae walks forward and fluffs up Yoongi's hair. The elder is about to complain but Taehyung messes with a few more strands and then smiles, stepping back. As Yoongi looks back into the mirror, it looks perfectly styled.

"How the-"

"I'm magic, what can I say?" Tae shrugs.

"Yeah, aren't we all?" Yoongi rolls his eyes. "And it's none of your business. Stay here. Do not follow me out of that door."

"Ugh. You're no fun." Taehyung pouts and trudges back to his bedroom, Holly's pattering footsteps in quick pursuit.

Yoongi takes a breath before leaving his own, warm, safe flat, and feeling the cold rush of air from the communal hallway. He walks in a perfectly straight line and quickly wraps on the door.

"Hello?.." A man whom Yoongi doesn't know answers.

"Um.. hi.." Yoongi blinks, bewildered.

"... Well what do you want?..." The stranger snaps back.

"I.. are you Jimin's roommate?" 

"Excuse me?."

"I saw Jimin here yesterday..." Yoongi attempts again, hopefully.

"He doesn't live here. He was picking something up for me yesterday. Please leave." The man goes to shut the door. 

"Wait!... Could you give me his number?.." Yoongi inwardly cringes. He hates asking for help but he knows that any other way of contacting the younger will seem creepy.

"Why?.. Because we're both demons, you think I'll take pity on you? I don't want you using my secretary as your next prey. So no. Fuck off now." The man glares pointedly.

"I.. he's not my 'prey'." Yoongi clenches his jaw. He hates demons who think that all humans are is prey. They're not just something to put your dick in.

"Well. Jimin is mine. So it's still a no." The man smirks.

"Really?.. that's not what he said last night..." I mirror his expression. This guy may be in a full suit while Yoongi sports a much more casual jeans and t-shirt, but Yoongi is still the one who manages to keep the power of the glare down that takes place between the two demons.

"He.. You really managed to get him to do something?." The man glares at Yoongi. 

"Wouldn't you like to know..." Yoongi smirks again and even lets out a chuckle before tilting his head to the side so this man can just glimpse a hickey that the over-excited younger left last night, before Yoongi could stop him.

The man grinds his teeth and slams the door in Yoongi's face. Yoongi had wanted to see Jimin, really quite desperately, but knowing he'd got further than most was actually a piece of information that Yoongi greatly valued.

"Oh, Jimin. You really are a demon magnet."