We're Angels S1 (vkook)

Lethal Rage

TP POV:

The car swiftly drove through the night with speed. The empty streets and harsh wind accompanying the two celestials. Taehyung looked at the clock that was displayed on the car. 3:00 am, 'devil's hour' he thought. the silver-head gulped and looked at the younger twin who was currently focused on the road. His eyes furious and his tongue rolling on the inside of his cheek.

Taehyung clasped his hands together tightly and looked around the streets of Seoul trying to keep his face as stoic as possible. Because he knew, the moment they reached the penthouse, shit was about to go down.

And to his dismay, the ride was shorter due to the almost empty streets. The car harshly stopped in front of GCC. The club still bustling with people. The place welcoming in the customers for the late nights. This place seemed to be silent only during the morning until early afternoon. Otherwise, the club was blasting alive all the time.

The minute Taehyung stepped out of the car he was again dragged by the arm. Jeongguk pulled the latter through the crowded club as music boomed. The lights flickering around them and people bumping into them whilst dancing drunkenly.

The devil dragged his twin to his penthouse and dropped his arm carelessly. He breathed in and out loudly, trying to contain his anger. He turned around to look at the older with fuming eyes. "What were you thinking?! You walked out alone!" His voice boomed in the silent house. "I didn't know that was going to happen" the silver-head countered. "What did you think was going to happen when you aimlessly walk around without knowing anything about this place?!" The raven shouted again.

"Why are you shouting?!" The angel raised his voice slightly. "Because I'm angry damn it!" The raven raised his voice even more. The two were screaming at this point. "Why are you so angry?!" The silver man had his eyebrows furrowed. "Why wouldn't I be?! I leave you inside my house and the next second I'm called to the police station!" The devil's eyes were flickering from red to black over and over again from him trying to control his rage.

"Why does it matter?! It's not like anybody cares where I end up! Especially not you" the archangel says, his voice getting softer and softer by the end of the sentence, a new flicker in his eyes. Jeongguk calmed down a little, his mind clouding with confusion suddenly. "What is that supposed to mean?" He asked the other. "I don't know, you tell me" he replied, deep resentment pushing through every syllable. His eyes showed a new emotion. An emotion that shocked Jeongguk. He felt like he was looking at a mirror. Hate, betrayal, and rage were burning in those eyes with such an intensity that it left the younger speechless.

Before the other could interrogate him any further, the silver-head stormed back into his room and slammed the door shut. Leaving behind a flabbergasted devil. Jeongguk blinked at the place the older was a few minutes ago. The wheels of his brain turning as he tried to comprehend what just happened.

Why would his twin display such intense negative emotion? Angels were not able to keep grudges. And even if his twin did, why would such hatred be aimed towards him? It was supposed to be the other way around. Jeongguk was the one who got betrayed, he was the one hurt and broken. So why would he be on the receiving end of that emotion?

He sighed and clutched the ends of his silky raven locks. The raven decided to give it a rest for tonight and went to bed. Only tomorrow will tell how things will be.

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The next morning didn't bring much change. The silver-head had locked himself in his room and refused to come out. The raven was frustrated right now. He ordered food for breakfast since he couldn't cook for the life of him. He took out the food and placed it on a plate. A simple waffles with maple syrup and a cup of coffee. He brought the food to the other's door and knocked on the wood.