In Hell With You

Castle

Once he was outside, he jumps back in fright as he sees two demons with long sharp tails by their backs. Hoseok felt like fainting.

"Jung Hoseok," spoke one with deep black eyes and gray skin. Said male turns to him fearfully. "Come with us."

"We are your guides to our master's humble chambers," continues the other, his skin red and his eyes almost like stone. "Will you follow us?"

He doesn't have a choice does he?

"Y- yes," he squeaks out. What else can he say anyway? He had a feeling that if he disagreed he'd be put to a fate even worse than this. And what was worse than being put in hell for an unknown reason? Maybe eternal damnation.

The two demons were then on his either sides holding one arm, and Hoseok yelped at the suddenness since he didn't feel nor see them go to their new positions.

Without another second they were in the air, the two demons flapping their humongous wings (where did that come from?) with Hoseok nearly fainting at the great distance between the seemingly unreal sky and the ground that he once called safe. But at that height? If the demons let go he's sure to fall to his death. Oh wait... that's ironic. He's already dead.

The wind was hot on his skin, and he noticed that the flapping of wings couldn't be heard. It was silent, but had great force when they came down, swirling his hair around.

"Our master will be most pleased to hear you accepted his invitation," said the gray demon.

"If you did not, then all hell will break loose," continues the other with a monotone.

Hoseok had to clear his throat to get his vocal chords moving again.

"Uhm well that's-" what? He doesn't know what to comment. What's appropriate? Instead he kept silent.

There was no further conversation.

Moments later he felt the duo sink down, their wings slowing and Hoseok felt immense relief since he knew he'd touch the ground.

But then he no longer felt their grip, and he felt himself being pulled by gravity.

"AAHHHHH!" he screamed. "SOMEONE CATCH MEE AS I FALL TO MY SECOND DEATH! AH AHH KYAAHHH!!"

And then there was nothing.

What the fook happened?

He was- floating on the real ground of hell, and he didn't know how he managed that feat.

He looks around with wide traumatized eyes, and recoils as he sees the bored stare of Satan with a hand outstretched, palm facing him.

Then he smiles. Devilishly, to be exact, as if he enjoyed this sick game.

"My demons like to play around. Forgive them." He snickers. "And my oh my Jung Hoseok, your shrieks shook my kingdom."

He clicked his tongue before retracting his hand, Hoseok falling in a heap.

Satan was holding him back, Hoseok realized as he pulled himself up, his dislike to the devil's followers increasing. That was not a funny thing. People could die.

Oh wait...

He was already dead.

"Come!"

Hoseok feels his body being dragged by an invisible force, most likely Satan's powers.

"Yes sir!" he squeaks in fright.

"Such a slow pace for a fast dancer as yourself," Satan tells him conversationally as he continued to hold the man with his levitation powers. Hoseok nods mutely, too afraid to cross him a second time.

Then the choking force was gone, and Hoseok kneels on the carpeted floor, feeling dizzy to stand. He feels like retching on the devil's blood-red carpets.

"Up I command you!"

And then he was standing. Man, why does he like to play around so much?

Hoseok manages a queasy smile the devil's way, who was seated on his throne flocked by two serpents on either sides. They hissed and snapped at him, making Hoseok cower.

"Uh Your Majesty," he starts shakily. "What is the reason of your call to me?" Was that right? Did he say it right?

The devil, seated in his magnificent chair, continues to eye him with a scrutinizing gaze that almost makes Hoseok pee his pants. Keyword: almost. Not completely true.

Then, he sighs.

"Jung Hoseok, I am intrigued by you."

Said man's brows jump. He mutely points to himself, and the ruler nods.

"I can't seem to find the reason why you're put here," he tells the soul. "Sometimes I don't get what God looks at. Seeing you, you look like an angel. I was surprised when you were assigned here." He folds his hands. "Don't you know the reason you were placed here?"

Hoseok shakes his head.

"I'm sorry Your Kingship I don't know either." He adds in "But I guess it's better if I don't really know."

At this Satan's surprised.

"Oh? Why so?" This human is interesting.

This prompts Hoseok to bite his lip in contemplation.

Finally, he met his master's cold black eyes.

"I just don't feel like knowing," he shrugs. "And I promise it's okay with me too."

Finally, Satan stands.

"Well then if that is your answer then I shall respect your wishes." He stops in front of him. "And how is our dear Min Yoongi?" He smirks evilly.

Hoseok gulps.

"Uhh he's good. Yeah, totally fine why?"

Satan hums in a guttural way before lifting a finger to rest on the human's cheek.

"Let's just say, I'm keeping a close eye on him too." Hoseok gapes. "Send him my regards, won't you?"

Hoseok nods wordlessly.

"Now, begone!"

With a snap of a finger, Hoseok disappeared.

"Hmm.. interesting. Very interesting," the devil mutters as he heads inside his castle.