Sins

1.

"Jeon Jungkook! Confess you're sin!" The higher up angel yelled at smirking sinner before the court of heaven "Like Hell i would!" The brunet sneered, clearly annoyed by this unnecessary court.

"Silence!" The upper angel tried to intimidate the traitor, but it was no use. Jungkook just snorted at his failed attempt to silence him.

"Do you think this isn't serious?!" The other angels at court flinched at his loud voice except for him.

" You just committed high treason! And still think you have the right to talk?! Because of you a new war could started!"

Jungkook did indeed something, something troublesome for both Hell and Heaven. He couldn't careless, he wanted some fun.

"Does my facial expression say that i give a fuck about that?!" Everyone gasped, Heaven was a holy place for both angels and human souls. Swearing is a disgrace here.

"That was the line Jeon Jungkook. You're banned from heaven."

That was just the beginning of his journal.

The guards dragged the young angel to the gate of Heaven, against his will. He knew what will happen, and that wasn't a pretty sight.

The gates were in sight, he need to accept the life he would live from now on.

Jungkook would lie if he said it wasn't chilling. He saw many angels and one of them was Lucifer getting kicked out of heaven.

If you were lucky only you're wings would change black, but unfortunately for some; they lost their wings.

When he saw Lucifer being punishment, he was petrified. And now, to this very day he couldn't careless.

It didn't scare him anymore. Being banned from heaven was something he could expect. With his manner for the past seven years.

Right now Jungkook was about to be dropped by the guards. Like the proceeds he always watched, it's now his turn.

The gates slowly opened by the gate guards, they shot a dirty glare to the young angel.

He just ignored the glares that were shot to him. It meant nothing to him.

"Walk." The guard commanded, angrily. "Sure, sure." It sounded like a challenge. The two guards gritted their teeth, they wanted that this was over.

The guards pushed him out of heaven. Jungkook screamed as his wings turned black and fell to earth.

The burning sensation in his wings stopped. He could fly again, his black eighty wings sliced trough the sky.

He flied above a pasture, it was abandon. The cold wind hit Jungkook's face as he tried to land.

With every movement of his wings the grass would make space for him. He processed to descend in the middle of the pasture.

His bare feet touch the grounds of Earth, it felt weird. Like all the happy moments were removed from his memory, it is sorrowful and excruciating.

Alternatively Jungkook was finally free from all the rules he needed to follow.

The complex full of dead grass became more rotten with every step the fallen angel took.

Jungkook's white loose blouse has some black liquor from when his wings turned black.

He folded his sinister wings on his back while he was walking carelessly around the dead grass land.

Finding a reason to live was now his purpose and the first chapter of his journal.