demonic (Taekook)

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Jungkooks memory ran thought all the bad decisions he made that brought him to his current situation that involved a demon approaching him as the room spun with flames and the thick heavy scent of blood. The only sound was the hammering of his own heart and the faint crackle of his burning surroundings, the room was now void of the screams of his coworkers and that fact made Jungkook sick to his stomach.

The demons gaze found his own again after discarding the last of the cloaked men. His eyes pierced through him as approached, picking his way gracefully through the burnt remains and limp bodies. Jungkook was frozen in place out of fear once again, he squeezed his eyes closed in preparation for his death. 

But nothing came.

He slowly opened his eyes to find the demon crouched in front of him, face drawn into an expression of both irritation and interest.

Jungkook found his will to move again and scrambled back until he could no further, back pressed against the wall. His breath hitched and he felt big hot tears start to stream down his face, carving trails through the dried blood and grime. He couldn't stand the fear anymore, he knew he would die and prayed to god that this demon would make it quick for him.

Instead the demon simply bent down again, reached out and grabbed Jungkooks hand. His touch was unexpectedly warm, even soft, not at all what Jungkook would have assumed a demon would feel like. He turned over his hand and stared down at the large angry gash across his palm. He brought it closer to his face and breathed in as if he was smelling the wound.

"This sweet scent..." The demons whispered words were husky and low, goosebumps raising across Jungkooks flesh, the fine hairs that covered his skin standing on edge.

"I dont typically accept when you foolish humans attempt to summon me..." He paused, eyes never leaving Jungkooks bloodied hand "This time... this smell convinced me it would be worth my while." His grip tightened, thumb beginning to dig into the skin surrounding the long cut. Jungkook whimpered out in pain, mind dull with fear.

The demon tore his eyes upward at the sight in front of him an released Jungkooks hand.

"Ah-are you go-going to kill m-me?" Jungkooks words were hoarse leaving his dry cracked throat.

The demon quirked an eyebrow "Would you like me to?"

Jungkook started, stupefied, trying to determine an appropriate response. Did he want to die? Did he even have the choice, or was this demon tricking him?

"I da-dont want it t-to hurt..." He felt his eyes sting once again, the fear he bore not so long ago came rushing over him once again. He wished he hadn't ever even gotten into this mess.

The demons eye gazed at him, half lidded, curiosity blazing within their burnt amber depths.

"You're quite fascinating for a human..." the corners of his lips quirked up into a slight smirk "It would be a shame to kill you now." He stood again, casting his impending gaze down on Jungkooks meager form "I think i'll stick around for a bit... it's been so long since I had some good fun." 

With those last words, the demons figure dissolved into a thick black smoke that rose and clustered in a dark cloud until it slipped through a crack in the ceiling. Jungkooks mind spiraled into a panic at the events that just unfolded in front of him. All those men were dead... the room was slowly becoming enveloped in the hot red flames and Jungkook couldn't find his will to move. Maybe he would die after all.

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