Heaven and Hell [Yoonkook]

Part 3

Yoongi POV

"So your telling me Jungkook is coming here to take me hell!" I almost fall onto the ground as my vision gets blurry and my head starts spinning.

"Why, Sir! Why would you do this, I've done nothing except serve you!"

"Now Yoongi, I wouldn't get that tone with me, I told Lucifer I would send one collector as a peace treaty. That collector will mate with one Demon and create offspring for both our sides. And because we didn't have any female collectors because every girl now and days is open their legs for anyone. We came to terms to allow one male collector be married off and used for sex or something."

I start crying at my bosses words, I would be used for sex. NO! Please I can't, I won't.

"Who would I be married off two?"

"We were told you would marry lucifer"

My breath goes short, I would be marring the Devil, a perverted dude with no self control.

"But si-"

"YOONGI! I WILL NOT HEAR YOU NAGGING BECAUSE YOUR SCARED! You will go to the underworld, marry Lucifer, Have him take your innocence, and live a happy normal life but their."

I put my head down in defeat as I sense the same darkness yesterday for today, the dark smog going under the door and feeding into the room. the door slams open to revel an angry looking Jungkook.

"Hey Yoongi" He says as he walk by me and to the throne leaving no space between him and My boss.

"What the fuck! Are you trying to get him raped! Why the fuck would you sell him the Devil! Your asking for him to be raped so much he dies. Is that what you want for a fucking angel!" He screams at the top of his lungs, pointing at me every so often.

"Yes, I guess that's what I'm doing"

"And here I thought Heaven was better then Hell, In hell we at least have morals"

I yelp as he intertwines our hands and leads me outside, I somehow felt safe with Jungkook. This over whelming feeling everything will be ok, and I believed my gut.

Everything would be ok~

Time skip (Because I'm lazy)~

Jungkook was dragging me angrily as I feel the dark, angry energy resonating off of him. I want to comfort him, make him feel good again.

"J-Jungkook, c-can you s-stop p-please" He slowly stops walking but wouldn't look me.

"Look at me, Please?" His face slowly turns and I'm met with red eyes and slightly sharp fangs poking out of his mouth.

I pull him towards me but he doesn't looks directly at me, I put my hands slightly on his face and pull his face to look at me. My spine crawls as he beautiful ruby red eyes meet mine, no longer his perfect brown, but a ruby red.

"What's wrong" I whispered

"I don't know, but I can't get you out of my fucking head. And when I was told what would be happening to you, I lost it! I couldn't take that lucifer would marry you and most definitely kill you from using you to much. And you being a beautiful, amazing, small and fucking fragile Angle your most likely die from how rough My boss is!

"You being a collector, your a fucking virgin. Your not gonna fucking survive him, he has no mercy. I've had to dispose of some of hell's whore that have died. They are breed and trained to have a fucking dick in them, and they have died!"

Jungkook finishes his words and his eyes are only getting darker, I'm guessing the darker they are the more mad he is?

"But Jungkook, what if I pick you instead? What if I refuse your bosses question and pick someone else instead."