8. capiche?

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I think you can guess what happened. My ego (in the words of none other than the demon himself) got the best of me.

Next thing I know, I wake up in a room I've never seen before in my life, with a clear lack of clothing and a numbing pain through the length of my back. I wake up in cold sweat, feeling as if I had just seen a nightmare, but even when I rack my brain to remember it, the memory of the nightmare slips away.

I get up, trying to get a better look at the room I'm in. It's surprisingly chilly, with no breeze to justify the coldness of the room. The walls are dark grey, and there isn't much furniture adorning the room. There's a window with black curtains covering it, but I can't see the outside. I see a white door on the wall opposite the bed, and I walk up to it. I shake the doorknob, but it's locked, as expected.

I stride my way towards the window, with a sudden feeling of fear building up inside me. I need to know where I am. With a jerk of hand, I pull the curtains away, just to stumble back with a gasp.

The sky is red. Across a field of nothing but a dark forest, the sky looms ahead with the color of fresh blood in a pool of water.

I hear the doorknob twist open, and the creaking of the door. I turn back in anger. The demon stands in front of the door, with a boyish smirk resting on his face.

"YOU!", my voice breaking at the strain, "You brought me to hell!?"

His smile doesn't even waver. I think it even widens.

"You said you were gonna give me wings, and let me live. Not that I would ever trust the words of a demon, but what is even the point of bringing me down to hell, you absolutely dis--"

"That's the sunset, dumbass."

"I--", I stare at him, "What?"

"Just because mother earth decided she wanted a gory ending to today of all days doesn't mean I brought you down to hell.", he sighs, shaking his head.

"I--", I start as I stumble back to open the window, to notice the remnants of the sun going down, making me realize my mistake, "--might have had a misunderstanding."

"Yeah, sure. If that's what you wanna call it.", he says, crossing his arms against his chest loosely, "I would use the word hysteria though."

"Watch your mouth, demon.", I say, with a clear tone of disgust.

His smile falters, but he regains his composure. "I have a name."

"You demons don't deserve names. You are just pathetic creatures who can't feel anything and want to destroy those who do", I say, my voice rising with each word.

His eyes darken. And I don't mean it as a matter of speech. I mean, they literally turn a deep black, showing no emotion, but just evil, pure unadulterated evil.

"You don't know shit about me. You don't know who I am. You are no one to say that. No one. Capiche?", he utters the last word with a purr, making me almost shiver with dread. Before I could reply, however, his eyes turned back to the dark brown they were before I majorly pissed him off. His face returned to the relaxed demeanor that he was so well at maintaining. 

"By the way, now would be a nice time to thank me.", he says with an absurdly proud smile. 

"For what?", I say, the contempt not so subtle in my voice. 

"The wings. I didn't know if I could attach them without you awake but it turns out I can exceed my own expectations, as well as others, of course.", he says, with a shrug. 

And at that moment I realize.

I'm shirtless. Also the pain in my back. But I'm still shirtless. 

My hands go up to cover my chest as swift as a reflex. I feel violated. Jungkook leans against the wall, amusement shining in his eyes as they give my body a once-over. 

"Stop staring.", I hissed. 

"Right.", he smiled. He throws a shirt at me before turning around. "Come down for dinner once you're dressed."


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A/N: hello guys. hope you enjoy. kinda a filler. anyway please vote and shit. or don't. nobody is really forcing you. although i'd love it if you'd comment. any suggestions. i had a person contact me for this story giving suggestions, and personally its really nice people give a shit about this. anyway feel free to do so. im sorry for grammar mistakes or typos, if there are any. i'll edit later. thanks for sticking around. hopefully you won't regret it. 


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