SATAN | m.yg & k.th

~14~

WARNING!!!

Taehyung took me home. He stayed with me.

He was my friend. I was glad he became my friend.

"Sleep for fucks sakes," he irritatedly told me as he walked me to his bedroom.

His house was not that big. He was just a single guy living by himself. His bed seemed barely used. He was always at the office anyways..

"Will you sleep next to me? What if he comes back???" I plead.

My emotional stability had gone to that point.

"If you are going to be more comfortable then okay. Just don't cuddle me. I have a boundary thing," he said.

First time I've heard a man tell me he has boundaries.

"Okay."

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I slept peacefully knowing I had some kind of protection by my side.

Unfortunately.... even that protection... was not enough to keep him away....

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"Good morning," Taehyung spoke to me as he noticed that my body was shifting around in bed.

"Hey," I replied and lifted myself up. I felt grateful to him for sleeping with me.

"Thank you," I said. "For doing this awkward thing. I hope you don't misunderstand."

"Hey it's all good with me. I hadn't had anyone sleep next to me in a really long time. Honestly, it felt kind of warm having you by my side," He said as he was smiling at me.

The sun was shining right on him, and it made him look so beautiful.

I felt lucky to have a cold looking but nice boss.

"Breakfast?" He asked and got out of bed.

"Sure," I replied.... feeling much much better.

Thank you Mr. Kim

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As I was eating there was a knock on the door.

Taehyung immediately got to open it.... since it was his house... duh.

As he opened there was a man with a hoodie on whom was looking down at the ground. Neither me nor Mr. Kim could see his face.

Until....

He looked up.

"Hi cuties. Did ya miss daddy?" With an occurring smirk... he showed his face.

Satan.

He (transported? Flew? Floated?) inside the living room.... right up to me.

Taehyung became paranoid.

My heart almost popped out of my chest.

"Honey bun. You can't run away from me. I am in your head, remember? Haha," He said to me then laughed with his evil voice straight in my face.

His eyes a different shade. They were white ... and a little bit yellow today. I had never seen them that color.

I walked backwards until my back hit the wall.

He was walking towards me.

"Y/N?" Taehyung. From the front door.

"W-why are your eyes w-wh-white," I stuttered.

His fingers moved down to my wrist, as his palm wrapped around it.

"Because.... you, princess.... is not excited about me anymore. You are just scared of me," he spoke bringing his other hand up to my lower parts.

Taehyung... help me

"You saw the amount of damage I did for you, and now you aren't in love with the fact that I can sexually destroy you."

"Did you kill them?" I questioned..: my heart shattering with the thought.

"Who?" He gripped tighter onto my.... crotch.

"H-hobi, and J-j-jimin..."

He chuckled under his breath.

"Yeah. They are in a good place now. Both heads cut off. Wanna see?"

"Huh?"

Random imagery yet again popped up in front of my eyes...

On replay the death of my "loved ones" played in front of me.

There was a replay of..... Satan cutting up..... Jimins head... in the apartment I was at in the company...

And it seemed as if I was there....

But in my eyes back then.. i only saw Jimin getting possessed.... In the back of it all... Satan had killed my precious Jimin....

"NO!" I yelled out and tears began pouring down my cheeks as I saw how blood gushed out of Jimins headless body.

Satan was cruel.

"Oh no. Oh no no no," Taehyung was panicking. He didn't know what to think.

"JIMINIE!"

"Wanna see your boyfriend lose his heart?" He Questioned me.

I shook my head vigorously as panic was arising within me... I felt like I was about to die on my own.

"Well too bad, I have it in my hand right now," Satan said ... lifting up his left palm.

A beating heart with dripping blood appeared in his hand.

"See that?" He asked me, and literally...

Threw Hoseok's bloody heart in my face... I felt like I was being tortured on purpose.

"It's his heart being thrown at you, bitch. Hahahahah."

I felt how it slid down my shirt.... my entire face splashed with blood.

I looked at Taehyung.... he was collapsed on the cold floor.

"Do you still want me to fuck you, little one?" Satan bent down to me, and lifted up my chin with his finger.

"Werent you and Hoseok friends????? ISNT THAT WHAT HE SAID IN HIS JOURNAL?!" I yelled in his face right before receiving a hard slap.

"Shut up. There is no such things as friends."

I couldn't stop crying.

Everything inside of me was turning upside down.

"Now.... get up because I want to play with you. Until I finish you."