He never imagined he'll miss the starry sparkly night in smoke of clouds floating in deep flow of blue black painted infinity called sky that he watched his whole life, never threatened to loose...until he did
He didn't know he'll miss his cozy apartment with Cozy small sofa while he's settled on one of the softest mattress with warm silky blanket covering him with the demon holding him by his waist on this royal bed
It's night, he didn't know, the demon told him since the sky doesn't change, it's unfazed, Just like the sinned souls roaming outside.
The softness is prickling his body, the hand on his waist that's no longer clawed for his safety is too warm and heavy for his belly, making him aware of every uneven puff he's taking.
He can't sleep
He slept already, that's just an excuse
He misses his home, this is a house ,luxury dripping from every corner, everything present in front of him on snap of the demon's finger
The scent is familiar but it's not his own
His eyes glued on the demon, peacefully sleeping serene face with wavy bed hair, his toned arm tugged under his head, elbow folded to rest his palm on his scalp and other on his waist which is the position the demon made him sleep in because he wanted to watch his face, hold him close , stare at his tired face which he claims to adore.
He can easily shift his head for the loose grip of demon but he don't , this is his choice to stay like this looking at the demon, staring at him, drinking whatever is revealed to him
Such peaceful face doesn't suit a demon, giving such innocent, unguarded look, it's clawing his guts
The picture outside of hell burned in his mind , the bloody fight, frown plastered strangers, he can't imagine, he can't believe them to have peaceful face while sleeping
But he always imagined demon's
And now seeing this rare occurrence himself makes a scowl paint on his face.
He wonders, what sin he committed for making him a demon worthy of hell , how long have he been here, how long will he stay here
How long he himself will be forced here
He don't know how hell works and he didn't ask, refusing to speak anything after what happened in morning, just listening and following the demon who took great pleasure in trying to keep him here as comfortable as possible for the king queen shit he told him
The materialistic approach definitely approves the royalty though
He never saw the demon smiling so hard whole time, even till sleeping until his eyes closed into content slumber, genuine but selfish.
He can still see outline of ghost smile on demon's sleeping face, feeling himself getting pulled closer unknowingly in his sleep
The demon is being gentle with him , patient and soft with his approach almost like a host for his special guest.
He scoffs
He is very well aware of the sudden rush of goodness in demon, he's where he wanted him to be, he have started to give up hope, of course he's celebrating .
He isn't a fool to not figure this out but still one thing is bothering him
"I'm not going to use you for my need "
This one sentence is repeating, it's spreading in his mind like a poison, trying to bleed his heart which he's barely holding back .
If he isn't planning to use him then why did he bring him here ,wasted all those months at his place for him, risked getting caught by others.
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Fanfiction" What do you want!?..St-Stay!! back " Jungkook snarls, pupils dilated in fear , his hands trembling pushing the girl behind, using himself as her shied as they staggered backward with each heavy step of the inhuman being Might of the fierce storm...
