Sins

10.

Jungkook woke up with a migraine, he groaned and placed his hands on his head. As he tried to stand up, another groan left him.

The fallen angel managed to sit up, but immediately regretted that. Jungkook looked around and nearly screamed, he was shirtless. He shoved the white blanket, he sighed in relief as he saw he had his boxers on. Jungkook stood up and walked around the expensive house. And then it hit him like a truck.

Junkook was making it out with someone. After five seconds it began to get more heater. The man ontop of him tried to remove his shirt. After he that he started to kiss his jawline to his six pack, the room was filled with groans, grunts and moans-

Dizziness filled his head as he re-think the actions from last night, even though he still didn't know where the fuck he was, why he was in his boxers and felt confused about his situation.

He began to pace around. The door opened, revealing Taehyung with a towel wrapped around his waist "Ah, i see you woke up." He smirked.

"Cut that fucking shit, why the fuck am i here? And where the fuck are my goddamn pants?!"

A chuckle parted from the demon "Think about it~." Jungkook nearly choked "We didn-"

"Yes, we did it." Taehyung smirked at Jungkook's horrified expression "And i must say, you have a good body." Jungkook threw a pillow to him. Feeling his heart stammer in his chest.

"Shut the fuck up, you don't know shit." He glared at him, but he simply ignored his stare.

"Before i forget to mention, someone called you. I think Jimin was his name?" He watched as Jungkook grabbed his hoodie and put it on.

"Oh, he. But if your done with talking, i'm going home."

"Sure, i won't prevent you from that, but i need to say; thanks for the corporation." He smirked.

"Yeah, yeah i don't give a fuck."

Jungkook put on his ripped jeans, and sought for his shoes. He found them under the bed. He could feel Taehyung's glare as he grabbed his phone and left.

Taehyung was left in his room, alone and in silence.

Jungkook scoffed at himself, why did he feel the need to go back in? Slapping his face, he didn't look back and walked towards the drive in.

A sigh left him, Jimin must be worried about him. But he thinks that he's still asleep on the couch, tangled in his sheets again. A small chuckle left him as he recalled the time when he was stuck.

He placed both his hands in his hoodie pocket, then it hit him like a truck, he made a deal with Hell. Irritation grow inside him, how was he supposed to help them anyway? Damn, what did he got himself into?

Clenching his fist, he punched a wall next to him, it cracked. Bystanders gave him a curious look while some of them mumbled among themselves.

Jungkook shot a glare at them, they immediately minded their own business again. He rolled his eyes after a moment.

He felt frustrated, first he felt confused about his own feelings then he made a contract with Hell. Jungkook looked around again, running his hand into his locks.

"Is something on your mind?" Jungkook jumped a little, but calmed down after he saw Yoongi.

"Kind of, but anyway what are you doing here?" He asked with curious tone. Yoongi looked at an elderly man, he seemed to have trouble with breathing.

"My job, after this one i'm free." He walked towards the elderly man, he seemed to suffer the symptoms of a heart attack.

People around began to panic as he collapsed. Someone nearby him didn't hesitate to call an ambulance, in fact more people began to call an emergency office.

"Damn, all this fucking ruckus-"

"Respect the death." Yoongi glared at Jungkook, it almost looked like a pout which reminded him of a cat.

Yoongi spot the soul next to his corpse, waiting to be collected. The old soul let a tear roll down his face, but Jungkook was sure it was out of happiness. A small smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

"I've been waiting for this a long time.."

The grim reaper tried to hold back a roll eye, he saw a ton of souls being relieved they would cross afterlife, now most of them. A small percentage would go to hell for several sins.

Jungkook scanned the old soul, he could detect an amount of kindness, that was rare these days. He was sure the angels would grant him heaven.
Yoongi made a gesture in the sky and a blinding light appeared, it was blind to the human eye.

The old soul walked into the light, and he vanished. Jungkook looked at his phone screen, it was getting late and he wasn't sure what Jimin did this time, but he sure hopes he didn't burn his apartment down.

"i'm free for today now." He sighed in relief, he gets rarely a free day.

"Y'know, we can hang out at my place?" Jungkook asked with his eyebrow arched, he barely spend time with his new friend, and he's sure Jimin would like to meet some other people than himself.