Seokjin led the two hunters and the angel into the back of the store, where they were met with a surprise. Seokjin had a cozy little home behind the cafe, set with sofas and a little stove and fridge, a small bathroom filled with pastel pink soaps, and even a tiny bedroom off to the side, sporting it's casual array of super Mario brothers merch.
J-Hope sat in the deep blue sofa chair, crossing his legs and leaning his head back into the cushions. Seokjin sat on a small pink couch, whereas Yoongi and Jimin sat on an identical couch across from him.
Seokjin smiled softly, his eyes twinkling, and took a deep breath, "Okay guys. There is only one way to win this war, and we must ask the angels if we can join them on their side of the battle. Of course, it's not easy to just casually call an angel and ask to make a play date. That's why Im willing to share something I've been hiding from you guys for so long......and the secret that I'm about to reveal will be our only way of contacting the angels." Seokjin straightened his pastel pink button down and smiled at them once more, giving them time to say something before he continued.
"You've been hiding something from us!?" J-Hope exclaimed as if nobody in the world had secrets of their own. He gasped as an idea popped into his head and that heart shaped smile of his seemed to form instantly "you're friends with an angel aren't you! A powerful one too!! No wait.....your secret lover is an angel! Gasp! I knew it! Jin Hyung I cant believe this!"
Seokjin laughed, his wind shield wiper voice causing Jimin to jump, "No! No! Nothing like that....no." Seokjin smiled again, "Would you like something to eat before I tell you guys my secret?"
"Please don't trouble yourself with the task of getting up and making us something, Jin." Jimin said, remembering to be polite. Yoongi smirked softly, and then glared at J-Hope menacingly, for it seemed the energetic hunter knew about Yoongis feelings for Jimin.
Seokjin smiled, his eyes turning into crescents. He waved his hand across the coffee table in front of them and a meal of small hummus sandwiches and glasses of strawberry champagne randomly appeared.
"Don't worry. Getting up won't be necessary," Seokjin said casually, grabbing one of the sandwiches and poppping into his mouth. He chewed it with great relish and watched the three boys shook faces in amusement.
"Jin...." Yoongi whispered, his mouth hanging open in shock. What the hell.
Jimin and J-Hope seemed too caught off guard to speak at all.
Seokjin leaned back in his chair, snapped his fingers, and a bright light began to emanate off of him. An almost blinding light. The group gasped and shielded there eyes until the light radiating from Seokjin died down.
"No...." Jimin gasped, his mouth dry.
"Yes." Seokjin nodded, that same soft, yet amused smile still plastered on his face.
"What!? What is it?!" J-Hope asked, even more nervous because of the unmistakable tension between Jimin and Seokjin suddenly. Yoongi was too bewildered to speak....Seokjin was an angel?
"Father." Jimin spoke softly, his eyes glassy as he stared at Seokjin.
Seokjin nodded softly, the amused smile on his face starting to really piss Yoongi off. The reactions of everyone in the room were just too priceless for Seokjin. J-Hope had fallen off his chair and scrambled up quickly, screaming his head off, indecisive on wether he should be bowing continuously or running away. Jimin was just sitting there staring at Seokjin with wide eyes, his lip quivering and his fingers nervously fiddling with a string coming loose from the sofa. Yoongi was simply sitting there, his eyebrows raised and his arms crossed.
"So you're god?" Yoongi asked, furrowing his brow and leaning forwards, "This whole damn time?"
Seokjin nodded and took a sip from his champagne, pursing his lips slightly before putting the glass back down, "Now....I know you're all pretty freaked out. Honestly, if I was hearing this in your place...I would probably be exactly like Hobi here and scream 'Holy Shit' repeatedly." Seokjin chuckled loudly at his bad joke, "Holy. Get it?? Holy? I'm god! Holy shit!!"
When nobody laughed or even smiled at Seokjins words, the elder frowned and popped another sandwich in his mouth, "Seriously you guys are you just going to stare at me. You've all known me for years, don't be afraid of me suddenly."
Jimin looked Seokjin in the eyes, "Why did you leave heaven? Why did you leave everyone? Why have you just ignored us and everything going on in the world?! There has been so much pain...so much wrong that you could have righted. And you've been hiding in this small diner pretending to be a human."
Yoongi placed his hand on Jimins shoulder, "Calm down Jimin."he said, his voice seeming to have an affect on the angel. Jimin slumped in his seat and stared with emotion at Seokjin while Yoongi talked, "So Jin.....I mean God"-
"Please," Jin exclaimed with sincerity, throwing his hands up, "Keep calling me Jin. I would like to keep that name."
Yoongi sighed, "Ok....I just don't understand. You've been one of my only friends for so long, yet you were god all along? Were you planning on getting close to us the whole time just for this moment? Just for the war? And then when the war is over, you will go back to heaven and continue being god, am I right."
A wail was heard from J-Hope suddenly, "Jin Hyung! How could you!!? I told god all my secrets?! Oh please don't send me to hell. I HATE DEMONS! VERY NO FUN!"
Seokjin raised his eyebrow, "Hey, we've all read those kinds of magazines at least once, Hobi. Your not going to hell." He chuckled and clapped his hands together, "Please understand that I am the same Jin you've always known. I am still your friend. The only difference now is that you know I'm god and all powerful! Now....can we talk about contacting the angels?"
The group took their deep breaths and agreed, although they were all still pretty shaken up about their friend being God, and Jimin finally finding his father after years of the man's dissapearence.
"Now.... What do you have to do to get the angels down here?" J-Hope asked Seokjin, taking a shaky sip from his champagne.
Jimin looked at J-Hope with an emotionless expression, "He doesn't have to do anything. All he has to do is snap his fingers and they're here with out knowing what hit them."
Seokjin nodded, "correct! Doesn't take much for me to summon up those busy bodies." he positioned his thumb and middle finger together, ready to snap.
"And believe me," Seokjin said softly, "it won't take much for me to talk them into letting us fight on there side."
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Fallen || Yoonmin/Taekook
Fanfiction"this is war.... .....and we're smack dab in the middle of it."
