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feeling? now what was the feeling? yoongi was sitting on his parents bed, furious and crying and hurting and he doesn't know why

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feeling? now what was the feeling? yoongi was sitting on his parents bed, furious and crying and hurting and he doesn't know why. why is he crying? why is he living? why is he breathing? his thoughts are swirling in his minds to the point where he can't breathe.

"yoongi!" diana, his mother screamed. "baby! it's me! it's mommy! it's mommy!" she slowly put her hand on yoongi's rapidly shaking leg. yoongi reacted badly and started the flail his arms against his mothers hold. "breathe, baby, breathe."

the Devil has come up behind yoongi and grabbed his hands and somewhat wrapped himself and yoongi's body shook against his father. yoongi was gasping for air as tears streamed down his face.

and then he stopped. he slowly began to breath again, taking long deep breathes. and then he began to shake again but not as violently. he was crying, no, sobbing. he was embarrassed. he promised to not let his triggers get to him and he did.

diana wrapped his arms around yoongi, coddling him along with the Devil, who never released his grip. "baby it's okay, it's okay." she said as she hung onto him, feeling him shake as he cried.

the Devil sighed, scared for his son. the Devil knew his son was strong, he knew yoongi could rule this place with his eyes closed but it still scares him. he could not help but blame himself with the way he raised yoongi. he always believed his mother did a much better job. diana raised him with love and empathy while he raised him with anger and harshness.

he can tell that the way yoongi was raised often conflicts him and decides his choices when the time comes. the two parents often clashed with their parenting techniques but they raised yoongi in the best way they could, their way. two different ways.

this evidently did not effect yoongi until his late teens, when he started dating people. when he feels for people he feels conflicted with his father's persistent message to not show emotions so you will never be weak and his mothers continuous show of love to him, pushing him to love others the way she loves him.

not many demons have mental problems, it is a very small percentage that do. since demons are naturally evil, there are very few things that can be done to them that scar them but yoongi was scarred for life. there is always a line to cross; even for demons and it was definitely crossed.

but yoongi didn't get his line crossed. he crossed someone's else's line.

and that was what left him scarred.

hoseok brushed his hand through namjoon's jet black locks as they both sat in a comfortable silence. namjoon was reading a cultural book about Devil's Day, where they celebrate the day Adam & Eve sinned, dooming humanity for eternity.

namjoon sighed and closed the book harshly, pushing it off the bed. hoseok stopped his strokes and looked at namjoon. "something bothering you pretty boy?" hoseok asked, slipping his fingers through his hair again.

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