See you in Hell || Jinkook

7. m

Somehow I manage to sleep through the sound of the door opening and when I eventually wake up I'm met with Satan practically in my face, staring at me. Seeing his purple eyes so close makes me wide awake within seconds. I notice V standing out in the hallway and I figure he must've lead Satan here. 

"Thanks, V, you can go now," Satan says dismissively while keeping his gaze focused on me. 

V leaves without a word and Satan starts smiling with amusement as he looks me up and down. I bet I look pathetic right now. I'm stuck to the wall, the mattress underneath me still hasn't dried and my hair is a tangled mess from all the abuse yesterday. I really could use a warm bath and some proper clothes. The ones I have now are just barely stuck to my body and they're nothing more than rags. 

"Good morning, Jin. Did you sleep well?" Satan asks and I want to slap him since he can clearly tell that I didn't sleep well. 

I don't answer him, but this time he doesn't seem annoyed by my tactics at all. He starts lightly running his fingers up my leg and he tugs a little on my clothes with a mischievous face.

"I have to say these don't look very nice. Your hair doesn't look good either. Perhaps you'd like me to fill up a bath for you? Maybe I could even heal your leg. What do you think?"

I eye him with suspicion while he plays with the ends of my messy hair. 

"Why would you do that?" I ask. 

"Because I'm just that nice," he says with a shrug. "There's a catch though."

"Of course there is."

"It's nothing big. All you have to do is agree to talk to me. No more of this ignoring stuff. I'm frankly getting a bit fed up with your attitudes when you don't open your mouth. Think about it, Jin. I could get rid of all your discomfort if you just agree to answer when I talk to you. How is that not a good deal?"

The truth is that I'll never be able to get out of here with my broken wing and wounded leg. Perhaps my best option is to do as he wants. As long as it's nothing more than just talking to him I guess it's acceptable. 

"I don't like the idea of making a deal with the devil, but I suppose I can make an exception this time. You better keep your end of the bargain though or I'll be silent as a clam til the day I die."

Satan is more than pleased with my answer and immediately releases my wrists from the shackles on the wall. I kind of expected him to heal my leg right away, but instead he scoops me up in this arms and carries me out of the room. He takes me down a long corridor with big windows of stained glass and somehow it reminds me of the temple in Heaven. I wonder if Hoseok really thinks I'm dead or if he still has hope for me. Jimin has probably fooled everyone into believing his story about us being attacked. 

We eventually enter Satan's bedroom and there's no trace of the events from yesterday. Everything looks clean and in it's place. Very uncharacteristic for the ruler of Hell. The bedroom is actually pretty nice in it's entirety. There are two large windows made with stained glass, the big bed where he ruined my life, a wardrobe, a desk with a chair even though there's no paperwork on it whatsoever, and there's another door to what I assume is a bathroom. The floor is made of dark wood and the walls are made of stone. Thankfully there are purple curtains and some banners on the walls to make it look a tad bit more inviting. 

Satan sets me down on the bed and I do my best to not let the pain from my ass show on my face. He walks up to a big closet and when he opens it up I see that it's filled to the brim with red, purple and black clothes. He takes out a hanger with clothes that very much resemble his. A fancy purple top, black pants and a black cape, all with golden details.