Fallen || Yoonmin/Taekook

Chapter 7

A bunker in a small backwoods town in Kansas

Jungkook opened his eyes lazily, licking his dry lips and groaning slightly as a dull light filtered through the small dusty window of the locked room. Suddenly, Jungkook realized where he was and sat up straight, completely awake.

He looked around and realized he was in a bedroom. A small but fancy one. He rubbed his wrists where there were faint red marks from being tied up to the chair yesterday and sighed. He kicked the soft covers off of him and winced at the pain in his head. That's the unfortunate aftermath of violently crying yourself to sleep. V must have brought him to this room....the demon did say that Satan needed Jungkook for something big. They must have to keep him safe. It's never a good sign when demons say that.

He bit his lip to keep from crying again. V..... Taehyung. No. Taehyung didn't exist. He was never real...he was just the king of hell pretending to be who he is not just to get close to Jungkook. The young hunter brushed his brown hair back with his fingers and breathed through his nose. He needed to forget about the past and focus on escaping.....for he knew he could never kill V, wether he were a demon or not.

Suddenly, the door opened and Jungkook turned his head to glare at the familiar man standing before him.

V smirked and ran his fingers through his blonde hair, "Ah, you're awake." Jungkook felt his heart rate quicken at the sound of V's deep voice. He was so different...so much more...evil. Yet, in some way, he was still the person Jungkook had fallen in love with...and because of that, Jungkook hated himself.

V strode over to the bed and sat beside the hunter, running a hand along the silken sheets in amusement. The demon looked up at Jungkook with his deep eyes and smiled, "We are not in the same bunker that we were in yesterday. You see....I had to relocate us because I had gotten some word from my boss that your brother is looking for us."

Jungkooks eyes widened, yet he could not seem to move, "Yoongi! If you hurt him...."

V chuckled and softly rested his hand under Jungkooks chin, bringing the boys face closer, "We won't hurt him. As long as he doesn't find us. But he won't. And I also wouldn't be too worried about yourself. You should get comfortable bunny....you're going to be here for a while."

V lowered his hand and smirked at Jungkook, patiently waiting for the hunters unsure reply.

"I...." Jungkook looked at his hands, remembering to be mad. He was talking to a demon after all. "I loved you." He attempted to say it with a cold, emotionless tone, but instead it came out shaky.

V smirked, forcing Jungkook to look at him with his slender fingers, "Are you sure you loved me?" V, putting emphasis on the word loved, brought Jungkooks face closer until the hunter could feel the demons breath on his lips, "Because I'm sure you still do."

Jungkook shut his eyes tight as he felt V's lips on his own....it had been so long. How could a demons lips be so warm? Jungkook hated himself for this....he hated himself so much....but no matter what he told himself, he couldn't fight the urge to kiss V back.

V slid his tongue into Jungkooks mouth and brought his hand to the back of the hunters neck, earning a whimper from the boy.

Suddenly, V broke free from the kiss and stood up abruptly. Jungkook touched his lips and watched as V walked towards the door, turning to look at the feeble boy and said one more thing before leaving, "You can try to fight it Kookie. But in the end.....we will always end up here. No matter what. I'll see you in the dining room at five. Dress nicely....we're having a guest." And with that, the king of hell left Jungkook on the bed, an army of emotions tossing his heart back and forth in his chest like a cage fight.

Jungkook turned his head in the direction of the grandfather clock in the corner of the room and then the walk in closet where he would have to find an outfit to wear. Jungkook had no choice but to stay with V. Nobody would find him....nobody could save him. He would  have to survive on his own.....

It's not that he was scared to be with a demon.....

It's that he was scared of the fact that he was still so painfully in love with the demon he was with.