SATAN | m.yg & k.th

-10-

I woke up from the sudden unconsciousness.

The room was dark and I couldn't see anything.There was an echo surrounding me and my breathing.

"Good morning princess," the voice of the devil spoke. His voice surrounding the space but him -visually gone.

"Huh?" I, scared, dragged myself backwards. Even though, there was only dark space.

Images of Jimin popped in my head.

"Where is Jimin???" I exclaimed.

A little big of light occurred above me. My eyes shifting to glance. It was him. Satan. His mythical body glowed as he hovered down in front of me.

He was always floating in the air.

"Jimin is gone. You no longer have a sub to control," he replied followed by an evil chuckle.

My eyes widened, and my breath almost stopped.

I remember it. Its all my fault. I wished to be controlled, and now in an unpleasant way Jimin is no longer mine.

"Where is Hoseok??!!" I yelled at him, and managed to get myself on my feet. A tear rolled down my cheek.

Satan came closer to me. I did not flinch.

"Why? Do you miss him?" He asked me.

My heart immediately began beating but my mind was confused.

Do I miss him? My boyfriend? Him? The one I neglect every single day?

"N-no," I worded.... but it almost felt like a lie.

Satan just laughed in my face. His fingers running down my cheek wiping away my tear.

He brought his hand up to his face, and licked away my tear with his tongue. I was speechless.

"Dishonest tears," he spoke, "You don't miss any of them. You heartless bitch, hahahahha." His evil laugh making my body cringe, and my eyes shut tight.

I sobbed under my breath, bringing my hands up to my face.

His presence circled around me.

My body fell down to the ground.

"Look, babygirl," he brought my face up to look ahead.

Holographic images of me and Jimin, and Hoseok and I popped up.

The image of me and Jimin played.

"Don't let me punish you, baby boy," I whispered right in his mouth. Our lips only centimeters apart. .

"Please," he begged, but all I did was smile and roughly yank his face to the side.

I recalled that moment.... he was all mine.

"See? Your dominant days are gone just as you wished," Satan caressed my face then ran his hands down my body and wrapped them around my waist from behind.

Then the image of me and Hoseok played.

"Heyyy babe, I wanted to stop by to see how you were doing!" He was catching up to me with a heavy breath, but I was too focused on just walking down stairwells and hallways.

"Look, Hobi. I'm kind of busy right now, so why don't you wait in the apartment so we can talk later, okay?" I stopped at the elevator.

"Okay, but Y/N. You haven't replied to my calls since you came here," he seemed almost pitiful.

I turned around and looked at him while waiting for the elevator to come.

"Sorry?" I was kind of rude.

He sighed. "I guess it's fine. I'll just wait at the apartment then."

When it stopped playing, Satan laughed beside me.

"You don't want this annoying peasant anymore, do you little one?" He spoke with a suggestive voice.

I looked down at my hands as he circled in front of me again. Feelings of guilt filling up my body.

I knew he was right...

"You are mine,"

I guess I am.

"Okay," I replied and looked straight into his red eyes, "Do everything you want with me."

A smirk occurring on both of our faces.

He had something evil in mind, and at this point, I was prepared to take it all.

Just as Satan was bringing his lips up to mine....

"Y/N?! I'm gonna fire you if you don't come back to work?!" Taehyung's voice echoed outside the dark space we were in.

As a door opened... all lights turned on, and Satan disappeared from in front of me.

Taehyung's body appeared from the door and he looked concerned.

"Why are you in my office?? I was looking for you everywhere!" He exclaimed.

I looked around me and realized I was indeed in his office.

"Yoongi what are you doing here too?" Taehyung asked looking at something behind me.

"Sorry, sir,"

What?

I glanced back.

There was a man that didn't glow, didn't float... but looked exactly like Satan.

"Anyway. Y/N since you wanted to meet Yoongi, here he is... or I guess... you two already met, haha," Taehyung nervously scratched the back of his head.

So...

Yoongi was... this mythical thing the whole time??