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namjoon angrily slammed his door as he screamed out in rage. he wanted to kill yoongi. how dare he? how dare he come into his room, take him out and then disregard that happened in the first place? namjoon sat on his bed his head between his knees. he ran his hands through his hair. he needs to calm down, the demon inside him is getting the best of him.
namjoon abruptly stood up and walked into the bathroom. he looked in the mirror, pulling and stretching out his face. he stared into his own reflection, as if waiting for it to react. his black hair had fallen in front of his eyes, letting his reddening eyes peek out between the strands. he pulled his hair back and slowly touched his horns.
everything was so different now. he could feel rage constantly building up in him, and he wants it to stop. he doubles over in pain, as he holds onto the sink screaming in agony as another feeling of burning fire rips through him. he lets go of the sink now on all fours on the bathroom floor, tears streaming down his face as he feels he is boiling from the inside out.
namjoon collapses as he feels the burning sensation stop. he laid there on the ground, listening to his own heartbeat slow down, feeling relief. "namjoon?" a voice asked. namjoon looked up and jin was standing there in all his angelic glory. "what are you doing on the floor?" he asked reaching down to help him. namjoon held out his hand before jin could touch him, "don't." he stated.
jin watched as namjoon lifted himself up off the ground slowly and stood up, breathing heavily after. "im almost a complete demon jin, if you touch me you will burn yourself." namjoon stated through breaths. "namjoon i've done this for a very long time," jin began, smiling a little. " i can make potions that make demon's touch harmless, i'll be okay."
namjoon let out a small 'oh' as he walked carefully past jin and sprawled out onto his bed. jin walked over and sat next to him. "what's gotten into you?" he asked, worry lacing his voice. namjoon sighed before talking, "i hung out with yoongi last night and we kind of kissed. not kiss-kissed! more like i kissed him and he didn't kiss back." namjoon said, his face burning bright red.
"yoongi as in the Devil's son?" jin asked dumbfounded as namjoon nodded in response. "don't make that face..." he said crossing his arms, groaning and flopping back onto the bed. "it makes it seem like i shouldn't have done it." he sighed out.
jin laid next to namjoon, facing him. "but do you regret what happened?" namjoon pushed his hands through his hair, slightly pulling it. "no, no i don't. i really don't." namjoon said quietly. "but for him to just pretend it didn't happen really fucks with me."
jin sat up, crossing his legs. "look namjoon," he began. "yoongi is the Devil's son, the Devils son." jin emphasized, while pointing at each word as if they appeared in front the two men. "he's probably playing with you or something backhanded." jin shrugged his shoulders, his white wings fluttering with the movements. "they're demons and that's what demons do." jin said plainly, rubbing his neck. "they're all dangerous, don't trust them."
