➳ Impure Purity﹕vmin

❁Chapter 1•The Fall❁

Jimin was an angel, well actually a highly ranked one. He was seen as the image of perfection, one who dedicated his life to serving the gods, one whose heart was of pure gold. He was a wine bearer angel, working mostly for the god Dionysus. Others would describe him as a rose without thorns, beautiful and pure.

As time went by, Jimin's rank leveled up, as his halo glowed another star, now with 4 stars above it, he was close to being one with the archangels, yet he never ceased to have a kind-heart and to humble himself down even with other angels who ranked lower before him.
Even though he was kind, other angels targeted him as they were filled of jealousy as they wanted to be appreciated like him... soon they got what they wanted.

✦Jimin's POV✦

I was walking around the vineyard, checking if the grapes have ripen and if they were ready to be harvested. "Ah, maybe one more day and then it'll be ripe", I said while slowly walking towards the fields. I sat down, the wind gushing through my golden locks, it was quiet for a few moments til I heard my good ol' friend shouting out to me, Seokjin hyung. He sat down beside me, he took a long pause to enjoy the view, his purple hair that matched of those grapes from the vineyard were flowing in the wind, after a long pause, he then spoke up to me.

Seokjin: You're here again in the fields hmm..? Well I don't judge, the view is really beautiful afterall... like me!
Jimin: Haha.. very confident of you hyung, but yes I'm here again.
Seokjin: You usually come here when you're really in deep thought, what's on your mind Jimin-ah?
Jimin: Ah.. I don't really know actually, I've been thinking about how much I want to become an Archangel already so that I can freely visit my loved ones and also my childhood friends... as I can show myself physically to them and not just be hidden all due to laws and rules.
Seokjin: Oh! Is that what you've been thinking of all this time? Ahh, same with me, I'm still on my third level though, but you're really close Jimin.

✦A/N's POV✦

Seokjin then pats Jimin's shoulders to comfort him with his thoughts. They end up watching the sunset together, it was beautiful up in heaven as the skies were scattered with ribbons of colors with the addition of fluffy clouds, it was paradise afterall. The fields filled with flowers and wind slowly flowing by, just the perfect way to end the day. After about 30 minutes, Seokjin decides to head back to his little home to rest as his wings were strained, but Jimin decided to stay for a little as he barely really appreciated the skies when it turned into night.

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Jimin felt a little cold so he allowed his wings to wrap around his small figure, but he felt a strange and eerie feeling around him, as if he was being watched. He couldn't stand it, he felt scared, as if a demon was behind him, so he stood up wanting to run back to his little home, but as he turned around, he was met with a couple other angels. They were those who ranked lower than him, just worker angels but instead of greeting Jimin, they stared down at him. Jimin may have had a higher rank but he was quite small and his body was still slim, he even had a faint voice to top it all of.

Their bodies towered over Jimin as they walked their way closer to him, the smaller boy fell down and crawled away not knowing he drew closer to the edge. Then suddenly one of them charged after him and held him down while saying, "You think that you're worthy of being an Archangel... well guess what? We're taking that privilege away from you", soon the other angels came and targeted his wings and ripped it apart. Jimin squirmed around and tried to scream yet he wasn't able to with his faint voice. The angels stopped, Jimin stood up and tried to run away but then they walked towards him, slowly pinning him to an edge, they drew even closer, Jimin's legs shook as he took one step backward and then, he fell, out from the heavens. He tried his best to fly back but his wings were no good as most of it was gone and wasn't able to carry his body weight, he fell down, through the clouds and into the atmosphere of the Earth as his body hit some branches from a tree and fell flat onto the ground in the middle of a mystically lit forest. Fireflies lighting up the area, as the fluffy grass gave him some comfort. He tried to get up, but he was tired, exhausted to be more accurate. After what felt like an hour or two, he finally allowed the last of his strength to seep in, allowing him to drift of to a slumber...