The Man Between The Pages {Jikook} [completed]

~Crossing paths with the Devil~

''Everyone's a bad in someone's story.

The devil was once an angel so 

be careful, don't trust easily.

Cause in Pandora's box there was hope 

yet you decided to cross paths with the Devil.

You are a fool.

Why do you desire the things that are most certainly 

going to destroy you in the end?

And never forget.

He might have the face of an angel, a real charmer, a dashing existence.

What if he has the thoughts of a devil, chains and lechery?''.

It's been five days and the younger looked like a withered medlar. He didn't pick up any calls because oddly, somehow everything reminded him of a certain blond man. Taehyung was the one who brought him to his residence in the first place. Jin was the one who actuated him to write a monologue. So he just ate, slept and repeated his actions. His notes were locked in a cupboard yet the drawer in his head was filled with thoughts that unfortunately couldn't be erased.

What could he be doing now? Who could he be thinking of? Why didn't he call him?

Instead of being thankful that Jimin was making his job easier, he prayed that the older could give him a call. He had figured out that he had to write down the time and Jimin's name in order for something to come to life. However he had promised to himself that he would never speak about this whole incident again. 

The rain was hitting his windows like the thoughts that were flogging his mind and Jungkook was contemplating if he should open the drawer of his desk or not. He tried- he really tried- to forget about the walking temptation and grabbed his typewriter tightly. Bringing the machine to his knees, he allowed his imagination to run in the deepest jungles of his mind only to find timorous thoughts and scattered ideas.