The devil may cry

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TP POV:


Jeongguk was freaking out. He woke up groggily in the morning and the first thing he saw was that his right palm was completely red. Almost resembling his palm when he was in his devil form.

He swiftly got out of bed and looked at his body-length mirror to see if any other parts of his body were turning. But he saw none.

He was confused as to what was going on. First, he couldn't turn into his devil form and got his wings in return. And now he was transforming without any control.

The raven tried to will the red skin to go away but it didn't work. Of course, it wouldn't work. When has anything ever went my way? Jeongguk rolled his eyes at his own thoughts.

But suddenly he had a theory. If I'm turning, then does that mean!...

He tried to will his angel wings that he detests with his life.

They popped out immediately.

Damn it!

"Ggukie come back to be-WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOUR HAND?!" Taehyung screamed at the top of his lungs in terror. He wasn't necessarily scared, he was just worried if Jeongguk got some incurable disease or something. (He's watched too many dramas)

"I don't know honestly. I'll have to ask Seokjin about this. But for now, let's just eat breakfast yeah?" Jeongguk tried to sound calm, though he was thinking up a storm inside.

Taehyung skeptically nodded and went to the bathroom to freshen up. Something about the recent happenings wasn't sitting right. The sudden appearance of Jeongguk's wings, him losing his devil face, the stalking problem, his reluctance to tell him the real reason for the rebellion, and now his red hand. The more questions he asks the more questions arise and the answers don't seem sufficient enough.

Taehyung was a very patient person. But even he had his limits. And Jeongguk was pushing it.

The silver-head sighed to calm himself down. He understood one thing, everything will get more complicated from here on out.

The raven, on the other hand, was already dressing up to leave. He was going to fly back to Seoul to get his answers as fast as possible. He wore some leather gloves and ordered out the food.

Taehyung came out soon after. His eyebrows furrowing as he saw the latter fully dressed up. "Should I get dressed first or after breakfast?" The silver-head asked. Already guessing where they would be going.

Jeongguk shook his head. "Nither. I will leave after breakfast to visit Seokjin. I will come back to you after I've gotten my answers. Besides, it's not like you can stay beside me whilst the session is in progress, Seokjin would never allow it" the raven explained. Taehyung nodded reluctantly, understanding his logic. a frown permanently etched into his brows.

Jeongguk couldn't say anything to ease it since he would be worried sick too if he was in Taehyung's shoes. Be probably would've been worse actually.

They ate their breakfast in silence with a million thoughts running through their minds.


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"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOUR HAND?!" Seokjin screamed as Jeongguk removed his leather gloves. Now the fingertips of his left hand turning red as well.

The raven sighed irritably at the sudden outburst. "Would I be here if I knew?" He asked sarcastically. "Right. Right. But why did you come to me with skin problems? Shouldn't you consult a skin doctor?" Seokjin asked and stuttered a few times along the way.

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