Sick Of It || BTS Demon AU

ceithir

"I didn't do anything wrong." 

His voice sounded strong, but it took a big effort to keep it that way. On the inside he was scared to death. His hands were shaking, but luckily he could hide them by keeping them on his lap under the table he sat at. 

"You have been postponing your kill for how long now? A month?" the demon in front of him growled.

"How is he even allowed to postpone it for that long?!" another demon shouted in disagreement. 

"We all have one week for each kill! What's so special about him!?"

If they wanted to, each and every single one of these demons could rip him to pieces. He could rip them to pieces too, if they hadn't blocked his ability to change into his demon form. 

"He's special, dumbass, we can't put him in hell. You know that, I know that, so shut the fuck up!" the first demon growled, his voice booming through the room. The demon then turned back to him.
"Park Jimin, answer my question. How long have you been postponing your kill?"

Jimin's eyes were wide open, not in fear or surprise, but because of how tense he was. They couldn't send him to hell, but there were numerous other things they could do to him. He was scared of each and every one of those things.

"A month and...no two months and one week." He answered after a few seconds of trying to keep his calm. 

"What an idiot, he looks like he's starving! What's he thinking?!" the second demon shouted, still not having learned that he should shut up during the time someone was on trial. 

"If you don't eat at least once in three months, you know you'll die for good, right? Your soul won't exist anymore. There'll be nothing left." The first demon said, his voice turning confused. He didn't understand at all why Park Jimin had chosen to do this.

"I know that." Jimin answered. "But after six hundred years of killing humans every week, I've had enough. Don't you understand? Do you know how many kills that is? More than thirty thousand. The guilt is eating me alive. I'd rather let my soul perish than kill any more humans." 

"And you're aware of the fact that any other demon that makes this choice is sent to hell?" 

"I'm very much aware of that." Jimin replied. 

"Would you change your choice if you were any of them?"

"What do you mean?" Jimin asked, squinting his eyes at the demon in front of him. What was he getting at? Jimin wasn't one of the normal demons, that was the reason he made this choice of course. Why would any demon voluntarily spend an eternity in hell?

"I mean, Park Jimin, if you knew you'd be sent to hell after making this choice, would you not make it?"

"Of course I wouldn't." Jimin blurted out before he knew it. The demon in front of him smirked and nodded. 

"Figures."

"I-I mean.." Jimin tried, "..isn't it logical? I would choose death, the perishing of my soul, over spending an eternity in that place."

"Sure, sure. That's logical." The demon said, it's voice way too suspicious. Jimin felt something was going on. Something was wrong. 

"Why would you ask me that?" he asked the demon. 

The demon walked around the table and Jimin followed him with his eyes. Once the demon crouched down to his left, Jimin felt himself hold his breath. 

"The Council has decided to straighten the line between the rules for normal demons and demons like you, Jiminnie."

"W-What does that mean...?" Jimin stuttered, but part of him already understood.