Hopeless Corpse | BTS FF

14. Holy water can not help you know

Jin was on the penthouse floor as he looked out the window seeing the view of Busan in all of his glory. He smiled, he ran a towel through his freshly dyed blond hair. He had a plane to catch to Japan, tomorrow morning. He was done with Korea, his family drama, he was ready to live his life the way he wanted too.

He had on a blue shirt with flannel pants. He pulled the cord, as the curtains slowly started to close. He turned the lamp on by his bed as he turned the light off in the bedroom. He sensed something was off, he turned around thinking it was just his imagination.

He turned back around as RM was right in front of him. His eyes were red, his platinum hair was now black. He too was fashioned in a straight black suit. Jin jumped a bit at the sudden intrusion.

"AH! What the hell!" Jin clutched his chest. RM didn't move, he just had a stoic look on his face. "What are you doing here?" He asked. RM didn't know why he was even there, he couldn't stop thinking of Jin since the kiss. He wanted that, he found the man to be less unbearable the more he thought of it.

More of what he looked like bare, what his moans would sound like. What his face looked like when in complete ecstasy. RM wasn't the type to indulge in same sex activities although he did live with gay man, he never seen any of them or any man in that way. But Jin was different, he was a pain in his ass. Now he just wants to be the pain in his ass.

"Why did you kiss me?"

Jin blinked at those words, he looked up at RM in confusion then nodded. He honestly forgot about it, he wasn't sure why he did it too. Maybe he wanted to experiment or maybe he just wanted to show his gratitude to the immortal.

"I don't know, just wanted to see what it felt like. Tae says it's the best feeling in the world. And although I hated you on so many levels, for good reason!... I still thought you were..." he rubbed the back of his neck looking down, then back up. "...cute." He didn't want to admit that, but it was the truth.

RM nodded. He couldn't argue with the male for having good taste. "Is that why you came all the way to Busan to ask me?" Jin asked, confused as to why the male was still here, not for a question- RM was more complex then that. "No, Taehyung doesn't want you to leave for Japan." RM said suddenly. Jin crossed his arms, tilting his head at the others' request. "Taehyung doesn't know I'm leaving for Japan. Wait- have you been following me?" He asked unlocking his arms. RM tried to keep his stoic face. "Of course not! I have better things to do then to follow the likes of you!" He sneered.

Jin gave a small smile. "I think you have, in fact I think you came here to stop me from leaving." He teased, as he walked closer to the male. RM's nostrils flared at Jin's scent.

"Namjoon... do you like me?"

RM never heard Jin say his name, he wasn't even sure how he knew it. No one says his real name, but Jungkook. And Jin and Jungkook haven't met, yet.

"So what if I do?" He shrugged. He didn't even deny it. Jin flinched, he wasn't expecting a straightforward answer from him. The two stared at each other not sure on how to comprehend the conversation they just had.

"Room Service!"

Jin snapped back to reality as he looked to the door weirdly, he didn't order room service? RM picked up on the look, as he gestured his index finger to his lip. Telling Jin to step back as the human moved to the other side of the room. RM flashed to the door, looking through the peephole. There was a female on the other side, he caught her scent. She wasn't human.

"We didn't order room service!" He roared to the woman. She gave a grin as she responded back. "I believe you did, sir!" She shouted. RM widen his eyes seeing her pull something out from her cart. RM flashed over to Jin shielding him from the income bullets.

Within seconds bullets pierced through the hotel door, Jin yelled out as RM cuffed his hand over his mouth. The door knob rattled, RM looked to the window. Fuck he didn't see no other way out but that one.

"Hold onto me, I'll get you out of here." He whispered into Jin's ear, the male was scared beyond belief. But he trusted RM, he nodded as his eyes widen. Jin wrapped his arms around Namjoon's neck, as he prayed to which ever deity to get him out of this mess.

RM took Jin's legs wrapping them securely around his waist, he'd be lying if he say he didn't like being this closer to the human. Amongst the chaos going on the other side of the door. The woman was beating the door down as her roars and snarls drew closer. RM closed his eyes, as his body grew hot to the touch, even Jin felt like he was embracing fire.

A red glow radiated from RM's body, the back of his suit jacket tore as something emerged from it, bloodied molted wings stood from behind the demon, as RM groaned from the pain. The woman kicked the remaining door down, she had short blood hair with a crazed look in her eyes. Her eyes glowed red. She wore a maid outfit but it was more on the sexy side. Along with heels. As soon as she seen RM she charged at the demon.

The molt wings harden to black feathers, when they flapped they nearly knocked anything that wasn't nailed down over, along with the woman. The force knocked her against the wall.

He walked over to the window, kicking the glass. As it broke he crouched on the window pane. He leaped out the window, Jin didn't know if RM was going to kill him or kill them both. But before the two could hit the ground he flapped his wings as they picked up speed, flying pass the birds, planes and clouds. RM had to take Jin back to his home. He has no clue who was going after Jin, but he knows it wasn't a coincidence he seen Sehun the other day.

The blonde got up from where she was knocked out, she stumbled over to the window, seeing the demon made an escape. He snarled out. A figure came up from behind her, it was Hwasa. She had on a Black blazer buttoned up with was a little pass her thick thighs. She wore a pair of black daffodil louboutin platforms. She noticed the blood and burn spots around the window panel. She smirked.

"The last time he used his wings were in 1903, after the fire. He swore to never use them since then." She muttered more to herself. Wheein looked over to her. "The bastard got away." She said through gritted teeth. Hwasa looked to the blond. "Of course he did. I didn't expect you to capture him?" She scoffed as she walked passed her. Wheein was confused.

"Then what was the point of all of this!" She shouted to the younger. Hwasa stopped in her tracks as she turned on her heel. Her red lips forming into a sinister smile.

"To see how far he'd push his powers when that human's around. Since he broke out his wings, he's willing to go through great lengths to protect that weakling." Wheein tilted her head.

"Which means now...he has an Achilles heel."