delectable || taekook

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/21275552.

Rating: Mature
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: M/M
Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
Relationship: Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V
Characters: Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung | V, Min Yoongi | Suga, Park Jimin (BTS)
Additional Tags: Smut, Flirting, Bad Flirting, I'm Bad At Tagging, I'm Bad At Summaries,
Angel/Demon Relationship, angel - Freeform, Demon, BoyxBoy, Gay,
Everyone Is Gay, Gay Sex, Big Gay Love Story
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2019-11-01 Updated: 2020-05-26 Words: 22,882 Chapters:
30/?
 delectable || taekook
by kaleidokoo

Summary

"be a good slut and moan for me."

top¡jungkook
bottom! taehyung

side ships: yoonmin, vmin

[this is gonna go through severe editing once i'm done lol. so be warned! its lowkey b a d]

started: oct. 24, 2019

ended: tbd
 one

"who knew an angel could be so cute?" jungkook's friend yoongi stated.

"back off, bro." jungkook frowned as he continued to watch a tall angel boy order something
at the counter.

"hey!" yoongi raised his hands in defense. "you've been stalking him for so long, i'm just
stating what you were thinking."

"i wasn't thinking that and i'm not stalking." jungkook huffed.

"okay, okay. whatever floats your boat, man."

jungkook huffed again and looked back to the tall angel sitting down at a table with his
friend. his friend was also an angel, it seemed. where the one jungkook's been watching was
tall, his friend was quite short. yoongi seemed to be interested once he saw the shorter male.

"bro, that other guy is kinda cute."

"shut up."

"is that anyway to talk to your elders?"

"oh my god, are you old now?"

"no! wait- shit, they're leaving."

"holy- you know what? let's just ask them for their numbers or something."

"i- wow, i didn't know you were so traditional, kookie."

"would you shut up?"

yoongi replied with a obnoxious fake laugh and got up, throwing out his and jungkook's
drinks.

"c'mon, kookie. don't you wanna see your boyfriend?"

jungkook began to grind his teeth as he stood up, pushing yoongi and making his way to the
door.

yoongi pushes him back and opened the door for the two, jungkook muttering a low thank
you. they saw the two angels crossing the sidewalk and the two demons began to sprint.

"dumbass! look how far they are now." yoongi whined.

jungkook scoffed and kept running. soon, they slowed to a stop in front of the two angels.
the panting in front of the two angels seemed to snap them out of their conversation, making
them look at the two demon boys cautiously.

"are... are you two okay?" the taller spoke up.

"you look pretty tired..." the shorter giggled.

"y-yeah we're fine." yoongi said, crouched down to catch his breath.

the taller leaned down to the shorter boy and whispered something in his ear. they both
giggled and jungkook perked up.

"uh- anyway! we were just wondering if we could catch your numbers?"

"catch our numbers?" the shorter repeated. he tapped his bottom lip in deep thought. "tae,
what do you think?"

"hm. minnie, i don't know. they would like to catch our numbers, right? guess we should
make them catch them." the older giggled.

the two angels started to giggle and began walking away together, whispering occasionally in
each other's ears.

"i- wow okay rude." yoongi frowned.

"i mean... they aren't obligated to give us their numbers, yoongs."

"no, not that, dickslit. they're talking about us behind our backs."

"oooh. makes sense now."

"ugh, shut up." yoongi slumped onto the ground and began to pull grass out.

"well... they said we'd have to catch them." jungkook shrugged, fixing his posture.

"yeah. i guess." yoongi replied.

"then let's go catch some angels." jungkook smirked.

————

first chapter is done 😌

hope u enjoyed? it's kinda short
and i feel like i'm not writing
enough... yet! ✊
let's get it :)
also, the original is on my wattpad acc @kaiawolf
i commend u if u actually enjoyed this lmao
 two
Chapter Summary

some idiots got the pretty boys' numbers and jungkook gets kinky

as you can see, i love my characters uwu

after what seemed like an eternity of running, yoongi and jungkook finally met up with the
two angels at their college. the two demons cut the angels off at the doors to the angel dorm
(because demons and other species weren't allowed in the angel dorms).

"look who it is!" the tall angel smirked.

"looks like these demon boys caught us." the short one shrugged. "you think they caught our
numbers?"

the taller one sighed. "looks like it."

"oh god, don't act like we can't hear you." yoongi mumbled.

"well... we were kinda rude earlier so — um — what are your names? we've seen you around
before in some of our classes but the classes are like really big so-" jungkook rambled,
clearly getting more and more anxious.

the two angels giggled.

"don't worry, bunny boy." the taller smiled. "my name is taehyung."

"my name is jimin." the shorter sent a wink to yoongi and the short demon froze up.

"what about you? we've seen you around before too."

"i-i'm yoongi." he stumbled over his words.

"i'm jungkook! it's- it's nice to finally meet you." he chuckled awkwardly.

"it is. now, you said you want our numbers right? here." taehyung held out his hand and
jungkook quickly whipped his phone out of his pocket, unlocking it and placing it into the
angel's grasp. taehyung put his number and name in jungkook's contacts and handed the
phone back.

"there you go." tae smiled.

jungkook looked as if a galaxy formed in front of him. his dark eyes were shrouded with awe.
"t-thank you." the young demon choked out.

jimin smiled to yoongi, writing his number in the older's contacts as well after being handed
his phone.

the two demons were left there, awestruck expressions painted across their faces. the angels
already made their way to their dorm which left jungkook and yoongi standing there with
their jaws hanging. it was nearly comical.

"we... we did it." jungkook murmured. this is the first time he's ever successfully got
someone's number.

"we did..." yoongi said. the older had a lot of experience in the dating game but he's never
dated someone as beautiful as jimin. not that they're dating.

after a few more pants, the two men made their way back to their dorm.

————

"you send the first text."

"no, you send it."

"nah, man, you got the number first, you do it."

"no! you do it!"

their bickering went on for a good twenty minutes until the two of them tired themselves out.

"you know what? why don't we just like... send the text at the same time... in a gc."

"don't you mean group chat?"

"you really are old." jungkook plopped onto the sofa in front of their tv.

"shut the fuck up." yoongi scoffed. "but that does sound like a pretty good idea."

"right?" jungkook smirked, his ego growing slightly.

yoongi, again, scoffed, "i'll make the gc and you can make dinner."

"bruh! that's not fair!" jungkook whined.

"yeah... it is." yoongi replied nonchalantly.

"fine." jungkook huffed, getting up from his spot on the couch and making his way to the
kitchen.

the tall demon frowned as he pulled out a pan to start cooking. he began to think.
those angels earlier... he knew angels were one of the most beautiful species but that angel in
particular was definitely the most attractive he's ever seen.

the frown on jungkook's face slowly became a smile as he mindlessly sautéed vegetables.

the angel taehyung littered every cranny of jungkook's mind. he couldn't stop thinking about
that angel. he was so handsome, beautiful, and astonishing.

the scent he gave off, though... that scent made jungkook's mouth water. he often hated the
fact that he was so sadistic but he couldn't help but want to see the angel all tied up and red
and bruised, tears staining his cheeks, and a fucked out expression. that thought made the
demon's mouth water. that thought was utterly delectable.

before jungkook could pop a boner and burn the veggies, he pulled them off the stove and
wiped his thoughts out of his head. after heating up some leftover meat from the night before,
jungkook set the table and placed plates filled with veggies and meat on the two place mats.

"yoongi!" he called. "food's ready!"

 three
Chapter Summary

flirting and sadness

the next day was thrown at the two demons before they knew it. jungkook groaned as he sat
up, stretching and tossing in agony. he absolutely refused to smile. today was gonna be
horrible, he just knew it.

he climbed out of his bed and dragged his feet until he found the kitchen. tossing together
some cereal and milk, he ate up and out stumbled another man.

"morning, hyung." he mumbled.

no response. jungkook knew yoongi didn't like to talk in the morning and wasn't a morning
person but he always responded to his good mornings.

"hyung?" he glanced over to see that it wasn't his hyung or even a person. yoongi had thrown
his alarm clock into the hallway. "hyung?!" now jungkook was fully awake. "what the hell?!
what's wrong with you?!" he ran to the doorway to find an angry yoongi sitting grumpily on
his bed.

"out." the older mumbled.

he didn't have to say it again. jungkook was already in the kitchen cleaning up before yoongi
could finish what he was saying. yoongi was always cranky in the mornings, but he's never
thrown anything, let alone his alarm clock. he must've been upset about something... must've
had a nightmare. he's had a lot of those lately.

the raven haired boy threw on his coat, knowing he was going to be late for his class. he
couldn't waste his time with pointless thoughts. he rushed from his dorm and ran across the
campus until he reached the tallest building. the visual arts building.

suddenly, his phone buzzed.

cat man
hi

taehyung
hi?

unknown
omg tae!! wait... yoongi?
jungkook
hyung?
u were supposed to make this yesterday???
bruh-

yoongi
stfu at least i did it

jungkook
yeah but u made me cook :((

taehyung
a boy that can cook???

unknown
omg... what breed of man-

'ah... that must be... what's his name again? fuck- wait- oh yeah! jimin!' jungkook thought to
himself before inputting the other angel's name.

taehyung
a demon boy that can cook...
incheresting

jimin
can yoongi cook too...?

jungkook
...bullying
FUCK i need to go
class is starting in... now SHIT
see u all later

jungkook shut off his phone and ran through the doors. running up two flights of stairs, he
swung open the door to his art class and was met with tons of students being lectured by their
professor. he discreetly made his way to the back of the class and sat down. he felt a tap on
his shoulder and saw the cute angel boy standing over him.

"hey, bunny boy." he showcased his boxy grin.

"o-oh! t-taeeehyung- hi!" the demon stumbled over his words.

he let out a hearty giggle. "i'm fine, thanks for asking."

"o-oh- sorry!" he snapped his head forward, listening to professor do. he couldn't get himself
distracted by a pretty angel and his dirty thoughts. remembering what he thought about the
day before made his dick twitch and he wasn't about to pop a boner in class! 'that could be for
later... wait! not for later! not at all!' he didn't want to think about the angel like that unless he
knew he felt the same.
suddenly, his desk shook and the pretty boy was sitting next to him. he was rather bold.

"are you actually listening to him?" the angel's eyes flashed a light blue.

that was the thing about the different species. they each had their own power. it varied from
person to person, too. it was interesting and some people studied it, but jungkook had no
interest. taehyung, on the other hand, seemed to like his power.

jungkook felt himself coughing up the truth without even wanting too. damn this angel and
his truth powers. "no, i'm actually thinking about you." he slapped a hand over his mouth. he
didn't want to accidentally say anything else. he felt a heat in his eyes as they flashed red.
where taehyung could make people spill truths, jungkook could make people cease
movement.

taehyung's jaw went slack and he felt his tongue numb. he suddenly couldn't speak.

a smirk overtook jungkook's face. "can't make me say anything now, baby boy."
 four
Chapter Summary

jimin big brain

yoongi whipped

yoongi frowned. jungkook had left for class, but yoongi was still shaken. his alarm clock
woke him but it was startling. he was mad. and now he had to get a new alarm clock. his
nightmares were getting worse, but he couldn't do anything about it. he wished that accident
had never happened. before he knew what was happening, a tear slid down his cheek.

"fuck."

————

taehyung's face visibly reddened. jungkook found it cute. the smirk on jungkook's face grew
into a cute bunny smile, his eyes turning back to a dark brown. "sorry, taetae. you startled
me." he knew it wasn't true, though. and he liked the way taehyung heated up from the new
nickname. it was going to be a fun little game.

taehyung plopped back to his seat and rested his head in his hands, pouting. the younger eyed
him and continued to watch the professor as he flipped through his slideshow. jungkook
pulled out his phone and decided to mess around with taehyung a little more.

jungkook
ur rlly cute, u kno that?

angel boy
shh i'm trying to listen >:(

jungkook
so cute
cute and rlly pretty too

angel boy
hhh st o p pls
i'm trying to pass this class ;-;
ur too distracting! hmph

jungkook
whatever do u mean?
i'm just telling facts!
angel boy
ur block button looks rlly good rn
BYE

the demon chuckled and set his phone back down. his mind was wandering again, but there
wasn't much he could do about that. he couldn't help that he had such a wild and vivid
imagination! he was wondering what taehyung would look like drooling and covered in a
slight thin layer of sweat, panting and sobbing...

he did this a lot, lately. wondered what taehyung would look like, completely fucked out.
always, always, always so pretty. no matter how disgusting jungkook tried to make him look
in his mind... the angel never failed to, well, look angelic. it wasn't fair, jungkook thought.
nobody should look so beautiful! but alas, he couldn't stop taehyung from being the angel he
is. then, his mind began to wander once again. far away from the thoughts of a beautiful
fucked up angel, he thought of yoongi. his hyung seemed to be in bad shape... the older
demon never spoke to him about his issues but the one thing he told him when they began
rooming together was that he frequently had nightmares and terrors. really strange way to
start a conversation, yeah, but they seemed to be getting worse. yoongi wouldn't talk to him
and would shut himself away in his room, doing god knows what. he was worried, and his
face must've said so.

"psst... you alright? class ended five minutes ago." the angel said, standing with all of his
books and a piece of paper in hand. "this is the assignment, by the way."

"yeah, i'm fine, thanks. just... thinking. what's this?"

"you really zoned out, huh?" taehyung giggled. "it's the new project. it's in partners, too, so i
was thinking we should work together?"

fuck yeah! another opportunity to see this pretty boy. "y-yeah! that sounds great, actually!
when's it due?"

"two weeks. we're supposed to draw each other naked."

"w-what?!"

"i'm kidding, i'm kidding!" the angel began to laugh. "you're something else, you know that?
anyway," he began, after calming down again, "we are supposed to draw each other. but
naked is only by preference. we don't have to if we don't want to, he said. unless you...?"

"no! yes! i mean- only if you... want to?" god dammit, kook! he thought, scrunching his face
and cringing.

taehyung began laughing again and the demon finally noticed they way his face scrunched
and his eyes twinkled. he was more beautiful than anything he'd ever seen and when he said
he was falling hard, he wasn't just falling anymore. jungkook was fucking ripping through the
air and hurtling to the ground, that's how hard he was falling. this angel was gorgeous...
"i don't mind, really. we should get going now. if we... you know... don't wanna be late to our
next class."

"y-yeah! of course."

————

"pretty," was all he said. yoongi was currently in music class, staring at the angel boy that sat
next to him. he seemed to be in his own little world and even though he had his eyebrows
furrowed and lips pursed, yoongi thought jimin had to be one of the most beautiful angels
he'd ever seen. "so, so pretty."

their project at the moment was to write an essay on what "fantasia in g major" meant to them
and what thought and feelings it provoked. an opinion piece. obviously, yoongi was doing
well but jimin was struggling slightly. he clenched his fist around his pencil as he tried to
think. it was all too frustrating! and once the negative thoughts began, they just kept coming
so he was distraught. he let out a deep breath and continued to replay the song.

"fantasia, fantasy, imagination. this piece provokes what feels like the utmost joy at the
beginning." he wrote. "as it continues, it almost seems to darken. it gives me the feeling that
whatever i have is too good to be true and i'm slowly realizing it. given that, it seems that the
fantasy world i had built around myself is shattering and i'm left to pick up the pieces, deeply
agitated."

"what're you writing?" yoongi finally spoke, leaning in and grinning.

jimin was too focused to even hear, so he kept on writing. "near the end, it gives me the
feeling that i'm incredibly anxious, collecting the shattered pieces of my utopia and
desperately trying to put it back together. i'm almost giddy as i scatter to gather those
remnants."

"wow..." yoongi said. he had been reading what jimin wrote, standing over his shoulder.
"that's... beautiful." he felt his heart skip a beat. this angel was was cute and smart. insane,
really.

that's when jimin noticed him. he felt himself heat up and slowly turned to look at the slightly
taller man. "i- i-"

"no, really. it's incredible. how long have you been writing?"

"my mom always told me i could write since i was able to hold a pencil..."

"yeah... you're amazing." he smiled. yoongi was being probably the most sincere he'd ever
been in his life and he didn't know how to feel about it. he had been feeling pretty shitty
earlier with his nightmares and assignments but just seeing jimin was enough to lift his
spirits. "and beautiful."

jimin was a bright pink and sputtering mess and yoongi loved it. he wouldn't have it any other
way.
"t-thank you." jimin managed to choke out.

"no problem, jiminie."

 five
Chapter Summary

they start their project ahaha

"so... who first?" jungkook scratched the back of his neck, looking everywhere but at
taehyung.

"hmm... me."

they had reached the demon's dorm a while ago and shed their coats, walking and plopping
down on the couch to sit in awkward silence. it went on like that for a while. jungkook was
really the most awkward piece of shit around... he didn't know what to say. they had to draw
each other and they had tons of time but the angel convinced jungkook to tackle it sooner
than later so they wouldn't have to rush when it all came down. he probably fell even harder
in that moment, but he agreed. he would have to stop procrastinating some day and taehyung
seemed like good motivation.

"yeah, sounds good."

that's when he began stripping. jungkook's eyes widened and his jaw almost dropped as the
angel tore his pants and shirt off.

"i'm gonna take my underwear off now, okay?" taehyung said slowly, hoping jungkook
wouldn't have a heart attack.

jungkook couldn't even respond so he just aggressively nodded. with that, taehyung turned
around and pulled down his underwear and kicked them aside. his back and broad shoulders
were perfectly proportioned and his ass had the most perfect curve. "damn." jungkook
mumbled.

"pose me?" the innocence in taehyung's voice was unnerving but then again, he was an angel.
the tilt in his head gave away his intentions, though.

"yeah... sure." jungkook stops from his couch and tried to push away the thought that the
angel boy in his dorm basically just gave him a strip tease. "let's see," he began, "props,
props..." he ran into a room around the corner of his little living space and came back out
with a stool, his sketchbook, an easel, and a variety of pencils and erasers. "perfect. uhm... sit
on this." he set the stool by taehyung and ran back to sit on the couch, setting up the easel and
planting his sketchbook on it.

"like this?" the angel asked ever so innocently, his legs spread and hands grasping the seat of
the stool.
jungkook's dick twitched. now was not the time to spring a hard on. "um... just wait a
minute." he bit his lip, tilting his head and looking tae up and down. "i see..."

"see? what?" the angel was obviously confused.

"hold on." jungkook sprang from his place and ran back into a room leaving a confused
taehyung.

"what is he doing now...?" the older mumbled.

and then, the demon reappeared with something in his hands. "turn to face that wall! i'm
gonna put this over you, if that's okay." he said, coming into view.

and that's another thing. taehyung is pretty much blind. he doesn't wear contacts because they
irritate his eyes and he forgot his glasses again. yes, he regretted it. but did that stop him from
forgetting? obviously not.

"mhm, that's fine. what is it?"

"it's a scarf. big enough to be a shawl."

"okay. put it on, then." he smiled.

jungkook walked closer and gently placed the scarf over the angel. he felt the boy shiver
under his touch and that gave him a sort of thrill. he could feel the ends of this lips quirk up.
he then stepped back, admiring taehyung's shoulders and torso.

"could you turn for me?" the doe eyed demon asked.

taehyung gave a grunt of approval as he pivoted on his stool. he put a leg up and pointed his
toes. he looked absolutely stunning.

jungkook caught himself staring before the other could. he shook his head and stepped back,
taking his seat and picking up his pencil.

"chin up?"

taehyung complied.

"perfect. thanks, doll." the name slipped. he had gotten so used to calling people all sorts of
pet names, he couldn't help himself sometimes.

a light blush tinted the angel's cheeks, but he continued to hold his pose even if it wasn't
exactly the most comfortable position.

jungkook held his pencil up, measuring the angel. and then he got back to work. he sketched
lightly and erased every so often, coming out with a light base. he sketched quickly and
precisely, making sure to capture every scar and crease on the angel's beautiful body.

"gorgeous..." he heard himself mumble as he continued to draw. "you're astonishing, tae."

taehyung felt himself burning up again, but he held his pose. he didn't want to mess up the
drawing. but once he was done, he was going to make sure that jungkook felt just as
uncomfortable.

"almost done, baby." jungkook murmured with pursed lips. he had most of the line art
finished but had to complete the shading. maybe another 5 minutes and he'd be done.

"how much longer..." he groaned. his back was aching and his legs were beginning to strain,
too.

"shh, we're almost there. hang tight, okay?" he spoke softly. he was so focused, everything
came out just a little bit quieter. he finally had finished and looked at the time, squinting.
"wow... we're finished!" he smiled, flashing his bunny teeth.

"thank god!" taehyung stood letting the scarf fall. he was... naked.

"oh my god." jungkook's eyes widened. licking his lips, the corner of his mouth twitched. the
dirty thoughts were flooding again. he shook them away and looked back up to the boy who
was walking closer.

"like what you see?" the older smirked. he knew his effect and even used his power. his eyes
flashed a bright blue and jungkook could feel himself coughing it up.

"yes. wait- shit! why do you have to do me like that?" he groaned. "down." his eyes suddenly
flashed red and taehyung felt his limbs go slack as he fell to his knees. "that's better." a
sadistic grin stretched across the doe eyes boys at face.

"ah-"

"shh... it's my turn, now, and since you got to do yours naked, i guess i'll just have to do the
same." he began to undress, allowing taehyung to get back up again. he stripped and
taehyung watched as he began to redress.

"wow..." taehyung mumbled. jungkook's body was certainly a temple.

 six

taehyung set himself up back at the easel and watch as jungkook sat back on the stool.

"do you want to pose me? or give any accessories? i have tons of stuff in my room if you
wanna take a look."

"s-sure." taehyung rose from his seat and walked towards the room straight down the hall
which he assumed belonged to jungkook. he stepped in and looked around, seeing multiple
photos of him and some other people. he saw a string of polaroid pictures and wow...
jungkook's room was a real aesthetic. it was so cool.

taehyung walked around, opening drawers and doors and anything he could see, before he
spotted a little box in his closet. since he was snooping, why not look inside? he stepped
closer, undoing the lid and opening it, eyes immediately widening at the sight.

there were tons and tons of toys. they were filled with some packaged dildos (he assumed
jungkook didn't really use them) and cock rings and vibrators and many more. "what the
fuck..." he whispered. "that's actually kinda impressive..."

"are you doing ok in there? hurry up, my ass hurts!" jungkook whined in the distance.

"uh, yeah! be there in a — uhm — second!" the angel quickly closed the box and moved to
grab some hair pins outside of the closet. he was surprised to see them, but he didn't care at
that moment. he was just excited to be able to draw such a good looking guy!

"ready?" taehyung asked as he marched towards the demon. jungkook saw the pins and
wordlessly complied.

ready as i'll ever be, he thought.

taehyung placed the pastel pins in his hair and ran back to the easel. "turn a bit? yeah, like
that." he began to draw but he couldn't help but let his mind wander.

those were a lot of sex toys. what does this guy do in his spare time?

"i fuck people."

"what?"

"you were saying those things out loud, you know."

"christ... you're... you're a fuckboy aren't you?"

"i guess." he chuckled breathlessly. "some girl's been tryna get in my pants but i'm not
interested at the moment."

"oh really?" he quirked an eyebrow as he continued to sketch the younger. "then who are you
interested in?"

"you." jungkook stated.

it took him a minute to process but when it clicked, taehyung's eyes widened and he fell out
of his seat.

"you okay down there?"

"shit, yeah just get back on the stand, please." taehyung shook his head. "i thought you were
just joking all this time." he said as he got back to work.
"not really. i mean, i've thought you're cute for a while and you're really hot and i also
thought you'd be a pretty good fuck."

the angel's face heated up. "is that all?"

"no, actually." a dreamy smile spread across jungkook's face. "you're funny and sweet and
playful. super honest, too. i think that's my favorite part about you."

taehyung could hardly see straight anymore. the drawing was getting sloppy so he decided to
take a short break. he set down his pencil and whined a bit. the boy felt so small next to
jungkook in that moment.

"really...?" he whimpered.

"yeah, but you'd probably still be a good fuck. how did you find my toys anyway?"

"you said i could look in your room so i looked everywhere."

"wow... and i thought i hid them well. whoops."

"that's all you have to say?" taehyung's blushy exterior faded away as he listened to the
absolute bullshit that jungkook spewed. "whoops?"

"well, yeah. i didn't expect it. anyway, maybe i could use some of them on you sometime?"

"you're so greasy." taehyung giggled, picking up his pencil again and finishing up his
drawing.
————

yuh y'all

sorry for never updating 💀✋

i think i'm gonna start doing smaller chapters cos it's more efficient for me

lmao imagine writing 🤢🤢🤢 imagine writing sh- 🤢🤢🤢 short 🤢🤢🤢🤢 i cant say it
^^thats y'all @ me LMAO

anyway, i hope u liked this one! i'll have more plot coming soon (maybe) i have zero plan for
this story whoops

i think this book is basically just a smut and dating story but yeah

maybe i'll add plot

 seven

"mhnf yoongi-" jimin gasped, his tongue working against the older male's.

"shit, minie, you're so beautiful." he slammed his lips back onto the younger's, sucking on his
bottom lip and exploring his mouth with his tongue. "fuck, you look so damn wrecked.
gorgeous."

jimin moaned into the kiss as yoongi pressed harder onto jimin's body against the wall.

flashback

"why don't you go out with me?" yoongi said as the classroom began to pack up. "i'll take
you out for coffee? maybe get you something else? whatever you'd like, really."

"oh... that sounds wonderful..." jimin beamed.

"great, cmon!" yoongi dragged jimin out of the class, both of them carrying their binders.
they quickly dropped their stuff off in yoongi's car and drove to the nearest starbucks.

as the two approached, they noticed an obnoxious sign covering the door.

sorry, we're closed due to running out of stock.

"how the fuck does starbucks run out of stock? don't they make their own shit?"

"ah... it doesn't matter! we can just leave." jimin smiled.

this boy always seemed to have a way of making the older calm down.

"right..." he agreed, beginning to stare at the younger. their eyes met and began to travel,
analyzing each other's bodies, until their eyes fell back to each other's lips.

they didn't know how it happened, really, but they suddenly ran into the alleyway and
smashed their lips together, yoongi quickly dominating. it escalated fast and they knew they'd
be stripping each other in no time, so they decided to hop back in yoongi's car and drive back
to his dorm (even if angels weren't supposed to go to the demons dormitory).

as soon as they got inside, yoongi pressed jimin against the wall and things escalated pretty
quickly.

present

"almost done...?" jungkook complained, his neck beginning to ache. "i'll make you drop that
pencil if you're not done in the next few minutes."

taehyung was still taken aback at what the younger had said previously. "y-yeah, yeah, i'm
almost finished." and before he could think, he blurted out a quick: "i'm interested in you
too."

jungkook's ears perked up. very good, he thought. very, very good. now he could get into the
older's pants much easier.

taehyung quickly finished and dropped his pencil, jumping off his stool and falling into the
couch. "agh, i'm tired. finally finished..." he let his eyes close for a bit before he felt hot
breathing on his face. his eyes snapped open and... jungkook was right on top of him. "you
kinky shit..."

"damn right i am. can i kiss you?"

"yes, please."

jungkook pressed his body against the angel's and grinded down as he kissed him, teeth
clashing as they sucked at each other's tongues. he was finally getting everything he wanted
before suddenly:

"that's enough, now." taehyung was standing up, leaving jungkook awkwardly grunting into
the couch. "i never said i was ready to go all the way, now did i?" he said mockingly.

jungkook grimaced. he would have to wait.

taehyung laughed, "you're so greasy, jungkookie."

 eight

"aight class. you all finished your projects, i hope."

a couple people shuffled uncomfortably in their seats. jungkook and taehyung grinned at one
another. they knew they were part of the small bunch of students that actually finished their
work.

not many people took art very seriously. they took the course as an easy way out, but the
select students that did well were guaranteed props, whatever that meant.

"please put them on my desk. single file!" the professor spoke as if the students were
children.

"it's not like we're babies." jungkook laughed.

"you are. now, c'mon! we need to hand in our drawings. hey, wait, i never got to see yours."

"i never saw yours either but you don't hear me complaining."

as they stood up taehyung planted a light punch to jungkook's arm. "just show me, you rat."

jungkook laughed as he held up his sketch. he drew taehyung as a sort of forest nymph. it was
so beautiful. he drew him in the forest surrounded by fireflies of varying sizes, floating and
just... it was gorgeous.

"i know i'm good but you don't have to stare." the demon smirked.

taehyung smacked him again. "it's just... really nice. you made me look very good."

"that's just you, honey. i drew you, not some 'prettier' version." jungkook sighed. "now, since
i had to show you mine, you have to show me yours."

"fine, but it's not as good as yours..." the angel held up his paper, jungkook gently taking it
into his own hands and admiring the work. he was drawn very cutesy, but it was gorgeous
nonetheless. there was a teddy bear next to him in the picture. he was drawn on he floor with
little pastel clips in his hair. god, it was so adorable.

"not as good as mine? tae, it's so beautiful."

"i-it's hyung to you." the older stammered, voice suddenly going quiet. "but thank you..."

jungkook couldn't repress the smile that crept onto his face. "cute." he whispered. "let's go
hand these in before prof yells at us."

taehyung giggled and they walked down to the desk, placing their papers down and running
back to their seats.
"wanna ditch?" jungkook whispered, leaning towards taehyung. "prof won't even notice."

"no, i do not want to ditch, you rat head-ass! i like to get good grades."

"you already have great grades. stop being so prissy." jungkook smirked.

"fine." taehyung grumbled, quietly getting up.

the two boys snuck out back and jungkook suddenly pulled something from his pocket.

"what's that?" taehyung tilted his head.

"don't act like you've never seen this before. it's a juul."

"yikes." taehyung grimaced. "not about that."

jungkook laughed, throwing it over his shoulder. "y-yeah, me neither."

taehyung chuckled. he wasn't stupid. he knew jungkook vaped but he didn't comment further.
now that he threw his vape away he would probably be shivering for a while.

"you're funny." the angel kept walking, almost leaving the younger in his dust.

"hey, hey! why are you walking so fast?" jungkook whined.

"i have somewhere to be." taehyung replied nonchalantly.

"and where's that?"

"my dorm."

"oh..."

"you could come along if you'd like."

"really?" jungkook's puppy-like behavior was back. he jumped around like an energetic dog.

"really." taehyung laughed.

"thanks!" jungkook pressed a chaste kiss to the angels lips and ran.

the angel paused for a moment, surprised by the sudden action. they were on kissing terms
now? what was that supposed to mean? what even were they? taehyung didn't have the time
to think about all of it. so he kept moving.

"c'mon, babe! don't you have places to be?" jungkook giggled.

"shut up..." he smiled.

————
oops
unedited :) lol
i'm thinking abt a plot being added
so what do u think abt a new kid?
;)
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Chapter Summary

i’m finally adding plot lol rip

Chapter Notes

this is directly copied and pasted from my story on wattpad (cos i write everything there
lol) so there’s some parts where the italics were r e m o v e d
pretty epic
so if it seems kinda off in some places, u kno why

yoongi couldn't stop staring at him. his full lips, his high cheek bones, his heavily lidded,
sparkly eyes, everything about the younger was absolutely stunning. he should have probably
payed attention in his class, given that he's paying extremely large sums just to attend, but
he'd rather stare at the boy with pouty lips and a surprisingly long attention span instead.

"are you just gonna keep staring at me?" jimin whined, feeling the older's eyes bore into his
skull. "class is almost over and you've just stared at me this whole time..."

"i keep remembering last night..."

————

"fuck! jimin, you feel so good." yoongi thrusted, his voice coming out as pants and groans
more than a coherent sentence.

jimin could feel a knot forming inside him. the tension was building up fast, and yoongi's
movements were like waves. they crashed against his prostate, forcing him to quiver with
each thrust.

"agh- y-yoonie! f-feels so good!" it was hard for jimin to speak properly. his mind was
clouded and he could hardly remember his own name, but all he knew was that he never
wanted the pleasure to end.

"i know, baby." he groaned. "i know."

————
jimin flushed, the memories flooding back to him as well. "you're so dirty..."

"i know." yoongi snickered.

"and that concludes our lesson!" the professor sighed.

"look what you did! you wasted class!" jimin pouted.

"apparently there'll be a new student joining our campus tomorrow. if you see him, please
welcome oh sehun!" there was a sudden switch in the professor's tone. usually, he always
sounded bored, but he lit up at the words "oh sehun." "he's a top student, too! he'll be in this
class so it'll be a pleasure teaching him. if you see him, please welcome him warmly!"

yoongi and jimin looked at each other and back at mr kim. this late in the course? the class
murmured little 'okays' and 'yes sir's, and then everyone got up to leave.

————

"did you hear about the new kid? sehun?" jimin asked.

"yeah! kinda strange that we have a new kid so late in our year, though. exams are right
around the corner!" jungkook laughed breathlessly.

"it is a little bit strange... i hope we'll be friends!" taehyung smiled.

jungkook stared dreamily at the boy next to him. he was always so friendly. why couldn't he
be like that? why wasn't jungkook as friendly? but then he remembered: everyone wants to
hop on his dick. he can't be friendly or people will think he's flirting. it wasn't fair...

"i hope he's a good guy." yoongi grumbles.

the four boys sat around a table at the campus library. they usually gathered to "study"
together, but really, they just gossiped. ever since they started talking, it became a new part of
their schedule.

"i'm sure he will be, yoonie." jimin smiled, placing a hand atop the older's.

taehyung and jungkook shared a confused look. that's new.

"are we missing something?" the younger of the two asked.

"well... we're a thing now." jimin giggled.

taehyung was awestruck. he smacked jimin across his arm. "why didn't you tell me this
earlier?! what kind of best friend am i to you?"

jimin only laughed and the rest of the guys joined in. "a good one." the plump-lipped boy
chuckled.
"taetae, we could be a thing, too." jungkook whispered huskily, smiling wickedly.

"sh-shut up." the angel grumbled, crossing his arms. the guys went back to laughing and
talking while drinking their drinks.

"you better tell me all about the sex." taehyung whispered to jimin.

"of course! what kind of best friend would i be?"

————

"please welcome oh sehun! treat him kindly!"

the boys sat at their desks in their one shared class, listening intently as their professor
welcomed the new boy.

a couple of the more social students that sat at the front of the class welcomed sehun and
offered to hang out with him. the new guy obliged, sitting with them and immediately
becoming the talk of the town.

"holy shit, sehun's hot." taehyung's eyes widened.

jungkook pushed the older. "aye! you're supposed to have eyes only for me!"

"shut up, of course i do, but you have to admit it! he is pretty good looking."

jimin giggled, nuzzling closer to yoongi.

later on that day, the boys welcomed sehun to the campus. yoongi didn't talk much and
neither did jungkook, but jimin and taehyung were as social as ever. sehun seemed to be
eyeing them up and down, but jungkook could only hold his breath. he didn't want anyone
getting in the way. he knew that if anyone tried to get in the way of him and taehyung, he
wouldn't hesitate to kill them, but he couldn't kill the new guy. not yet, anyway.

they got along pretty well and sehun seemed really nice. there was no real reason to hate him,
but jungkook couldn't help the sick feeling he got every time he was around the guy as if he
was planning something. maybe it was just the demon in him, telling him that he should be
cautious, but then again: they didn't know anything about him. but they learned that he's an
angel and demon hybrid.

hybrids were incredibly rare. usually, angels and demons don't mate together. yoongi, jimin,
taehyung and jungkook were exceptions. angels were with angels and demons were with
demons, but yoongi and jungkook craved something different. this sehun guy's parents
probably felt the same.
but sehun started to act weird. jungkook thought he was weird from the start, but soon into
their conversation, sehun's eyes began to swirl with something. he could hear something in
the depths of his mind, telling him to put up some barrier and protect himself, but jungkook
was curious. sehun's eyes turned different colors. was jungkook the only one seeing it? he
ignored it, telling himself not to act up for taehyung's sake.

but over the next few days, jungkook noticed sehun acting weirder and weirder. and he wasn't
the only one. yoongi saw it too. but taehyung and jimin just told them to stop being so close-
minded and that sehun was a great guy. they tried to, they really did, but they couldn't brush it
off.

and that's when the terrors began.

————

extra long chapter?????? what????

how do u like the plot twist? lol

i thought up a whole plot so now i have a story!

i hope u like the change wink wonk

 ten
Chapter Summary

lol smut

the first thing that really worried jungkook was sehun's eyes. if cross breeding resulted in
something like sehun, he didn't know if he wanted to be with an angel anymore. but he
couldn't think like that. taehyung was lovely, and if they were to raise a child, the child would
grow up wonderfully.

it was scary. there was the first report of a student completely draining themself of power and
then jumping off the roof of their dorm. one of jungkook's friends filmed it, too, that sick
fuck.

hoseok
dude, check this out
[vid attached]
this person actually jumped?

jungkook
did you seriously film that?

hoseok
yeah, but i didn't think they'd actually jump
dude, it's getting out of hand
tons of students are draining themselves
it's scary

jungkook
man, it really is

————

"yoonie, i'm scared..."

"it's okay, baby. nothing's gonna happen to us."

"but why do you think it's all happening? isn't it weird? ever since sehun arrived things just
went... bad. do you think he has a part in this?"

"absolutely. but i don't wanna think poorly about anyone. we don't have any evidence, either."

"it's so strange..."
————

"fuck-" jungkook grunted, hips pulling back and snapping back forward. a vibration could be
felt at his tip each time he thrusted.

"ngh- jungk-kook! h-harder-" taehyung moaned.

after a while of jungkook literally begging to get into taehyung's pants, the older finally
allowed him. of course, he definitely wanted it. but he had to play hard to get just to add a bit
of spice. and even though the whole danger of power draining was going around like a mass
hysteria, the two boys only wanted to fuck their feelings off.

jungkook obliged, thrusting even harder and deeper, planting harsh snacks to the angel's ass.
the boy looked positively wrecked. tears stained his flushed cheeks and he was covered in
spit and precum. jungkook was really achieving every little fantasy he wanted.

as he sped up, jungkook smacked taehyung more frequently and even harder, leaving harsh
red marks in his wake. he was going to ask if taehyung liked pain later to add some of his
more aggressive kinks. he hoped he wasn't going overboard.

taehyung's mind was foggy. the pain was barely pain anymore, and it was completely
pleasure. his eyes were clouded with tears and even though he wasn't gagged, he couldn't get
out any coherent sentences. it was all moans.

but just as they were about to cum, jungkook's phone went off.

yoongi

"fuck off," jungkook groaned. his release was cut off by his goddamn cockblocker of a friend.

a sinister smile spread across the angel's lips. "answer it," he moaned, "answer it."

jungkook felt his cock pulse. he never thought he'd hear such sinful words tumble from such
a holy being. he quickly picked up the phone, still hammering into taehyung, and pressed
talk.

"yo, dude, did you see what hoseok sent us?"

jungkook's face went red as he tried to control his moans. "y-yeah. it's so f-fucked up, right?"

"it is... i'm also suspecting sehun even more now. he's so goddamn sus. why's he gotta be so
nice all the time? it's annoying. i wanna just punch his pretty face."

"hey! that's rude!" jimin's voice laughed in the background.

"n-no, i feel you. sh-shit, gotta go." jungkook quickly turned off his phone and threw it aside.

as soon as the younger did that, taehyung let out a long, breathy moan. "good boy—"
jungkook sped up, eyes rolling back at the praise. and suddenly, he came hard and deep inside
taehyung. "fuck—"

the angel's moans rose in pitch as he felt himself being filled. his cock felt like it was going to
burst as his vision went white. the vibrator inside him alongside jungkook's cock was too
much as he came thick streaks all over himself. the vibrations didn't stop, either, sending the
older into a convulsing fit of overstimulation.

jungkook grinned sadistically as he watched the angel convulse. he could only let out a low
chuckle. "does it hurt, baby?"

taehyung nodded his head aggressively, intensely wishing for the little vibrator to be ripped
from his abused ass. "y-yes! ah- please, take it out, please!" he let out little whimpers and
whines.

jungkook looked as if he was contemplating it, drumming his fingers on his chin. "not yet,"
he smiled. his eyes flashed a wicked red and taehyung's limbs went completely still. he
couldn't move.

fuck jungkook and his demon powers, taehyung thought. but as a few more seconds went by,
the pain turned back into pleasure since he wasn't convulsing. he was basically at jungkook's
control. it was... really nice. taehyung's eyes rolled back again, he didn't have to think
anymore. he just had to feel.

"look at you, eyes rolling back like a dumb fucking slut. you like it when i suspend you, don't
you? fucking painslut. if you like this so much, i can make you cum again. you'd like that,
right?"

taehyung tried to move but he couldn't. he let out a muffled moan.

"use your words, whore."

"f-fuck, yes!"

a harsh slap was planted on taehyung's thigh. "no swearing." jungkook held his gaze, making
sure he wouldn't break his power. he wanted to suspend taehyung from movement until he
came all over again.

————
more smut next chapter loll
more plot is coming too
you shall see, you shall see
 eleven
Chapter Summary

another death, but another lead

taehyung's eyes rolled to the back of his head. god, it just felt so good not having to be in
control and all he had to do was just feel. and that's what he did.

taehyung's cock was thick and hard again, leaking quickly. he felt the familiar knot forming
again. he almost wanted to buck his hips, but he couldn't even if he tried. it was like jungkook
was holding down every limb and every inch of the angel's body.

"such a slut, just taking it like this. you're such a cumwhore, baby. look at you, you're so wet
just from a little vibration."

taehyung whined. the degradation was making him even hotter.

"do you want more? is that it?"

"yes! yes, please! m-more!"

"good boy." oh, how the tables have turned. looks like taehyung was the praiseslut now.
jungkook inched closer, grabbing taehyung's dick harshly. "you like it?"

taehyung's head was short circuiting. he wanted to reply but if his limbs were free, he would
be thrashing around in pleasure. it all just felt so good.

the younger boy pumped taehyung's dick and stared into his glossy eyes. "pretty."

--------

sehun sat on his bed, staring into the mirror at the other end. his eyes swirled again, but this
time with a flash of silver. he had been practicing all day. now, he just needed another test
subject.

sehoney
can u come over?

yeji
yeah, sure
why?
sehoney
i just wanna try smth

yeji
lol ok
when do u want me to come?

sehoney
rn if thats ok

yeji
ok, see u in a bit

the pretty boy set down his phone and sighed. he stared back into the mirror as if he was
longing for something. maybe he was. maybe he just didn't know yet.

--------

"there's been another death." mr kim announced. the class went fell into a loud hush. no one
dared to utter a thing. "yeji was sweet, loving, funny, and kind. the losses we've suffered are
becoming harsh, and absolutely nobody expected what happened to have happened."

the four boys exchanged worried glances. jungkook felt himself growing angrier. seriously,
what the fuck. yeji was actually a friend of his and they even fucked once. she was so, so
sweet. it was messed up. he found himself stifling a laugh. they used to hang out a bit. he
remembered that one time they stayed after classes and just fucked around. they would laugh
at people's haircuts and shove pencils up their noses and just have fun. he couldn't believe she
was really dead...

class ended and jungkook was completely enraged. taehyung could sense it, too. it was weird
to see him so angry. he usually kept his cool. the older boys were beginning to worry.

"are you coming with us today? hoseok's gonna come and we even convinced mr kim's to
come. i don't know how we managed to do that," yoongi chuckled.

"uh, not today, no. i have some things to do. errands to run, that sort of thing." jungkook
seemed oddly avoidant, but rightfully so. his friend just died. so they let it be and left
jungkook to sit in class.

the teacher sighed, approaching the boy. "jungkook... i know how close you two were," mr
kim started. "you're not alone..."

jungkook took a deep breath. he wasn't about to unleash everything on his favorite teacher.
that wouldn't be fair. everyone knew yeji. "yeah..." jungkook huffed. "i'm just... someone is
doing this. and i think i know who but it's not fair because i don't have any evidence and-"

"jungkook, you were always good at arguing." mr kim chuckled. "but if you have a lead,
follow through. you're a smart kid. trust your gut."
jungkook nodded. he stood up and threw his bag over his shoulder. "thank you, sir. you're my
favorite, you know that?"

"that i do, kookie. ok, now scoot. i have papers to mark and then... ugh, i have to go hang out
with your friends."

jungkook laughed and waved bye as he left. he had a lead and he was going to follow it no
matter what cost. he wasn't going to let anyone else get hurt.

______

hi everyone! i guess u all must be aware of the wuhan coronavirus by now, right?
i'm getting pretty worried. there have been cases of it recently in my home city and i just
want to make sure my friends and family stay safe.
please make sure to stay safe at these times! and don't blame every chinese person u meet

stigma hurts.
stay safe.
 twelve
Chapter Summary

following through with the lead and a little discussion

"when stalking one's prey, it is best to take one's time. say nothing, and as sure as eggs he
will become curious and emerge." — harper lee

taehyungie
jungkook, pls come home
it's getting late
pls...

jungkook watched as his phone vibrated. he wanted to reply, but he was busy. currently, he
was staring at sehun through the window. okay, maybe that's a little weird, jungkook knew.
but he had a feeling and he was going to see it through for sure.

sehun glided around his house. he was a very smooth person... but never mind that. jungkook
shook his thoughts away and focused. sehun constantly sat on his bed and just stared at
things. it was kind of weird, but it was some sort of clue. and his eyes were the best clue yet.

jungkook texted a ton of people before he decided to follow sehun. he found out that the last
place yeji was before the incident was at sehun's flat. it couldn't just be a coincidence.

jungkook threw his head back and let out a long sigh. he just wanted to be back home. maybe
even have his cock buried in taehyung. that would be nice. but he had to keep watching
sehun, get more clues. he let out another sigh before staring into the window. he furrowed his
eyebrows... nobody's inside.

"what're you up to?"

"fuck!" jungkook tripped over his feet as he spun to see sehun, his face closer to him than
anyone would have liked. "i- i was just- uhm... i was just seeing if you were inside before i-
before i knock!"

sehun tilted his head to the side. "i see... why don't you come in?"

"no! no, no, no, it's okay. i just wanted to ask you how you were holding up? you know,
because of the death and everything. and, uh, since you were close with her, too."

"oh... it's very sad." sehun's lips fell into a grim line. his eyes spoke differently, though. his
eyes were so... dead. it was worrisome.
"yeah, of course, man." jungkook awkwardly patted his shoulder. "i better be, uh, leaving
now. my roommate is waiting for me! haha!" he stressed the laugh. fuck, he sounded so
awkward.

"oh... okay! see you!" sehun waved, a smile splayed across his face.

and jungkook turned around and bolted out of there. it was weird, he thought. his eyes were
the biggest clue but the least of evidence. what was really unsettling, though, was how even if
sehun changed his expression, his eyes stayed the same. dead.

jungkook shuddered and kept walking. suddenly, he felt as if he shouldn't be doing what he's
doing. it was like something in him was telling him to stay away and just let things run their
course. it must just be some sort of hysteria the students are going through since exams were
so close, right?

but then he shook his head. no, he thought. that's not right, that's not like me. he remembered
what he was doing. thank god he's a stubborn fuck.

————

"where the hell were you!" taehyung pushed jungkook onto the couch. "i was waiting for you
here this whole time! and i don't even live here!"

"yeah, man, i can vouch for him. he was here, like, the whole fucking time," yoongi
shrugged.

"literally shut up, i know," jungkook huffed. "look, i'm sorry, baby. i know i was out for long
but i couldn't blow my cover!"

"blow your cover?! christ, jungkook, you're too much sometimes!"

yoongi's eyes darted to the arguing couple and then to the side. wait... were they really a
couple? they weren't confirmed, that's for sure...

"i'll make you into a cuckold if you keep this up, i swear." taehyung puffed.

jungkook's eyes widened. "you wouldn't dare."

"hoseok's been looking hot these days. i just might."

"okay, you know what? let's just stop. yoongi, is it okay if you leave for a bit...?"

"yeah, sure, man, get some ass."

"that's not what i- okay, bye, you dumbass." jungkook scoffed, forcefully helping yoongi
outside.

now that he was gone, jungkook could really talk.

"it's for sure sehun."

"babe... i really don't wanna think about that right now. how about we talk more about it
tomorrow?"

"please... taehyungie... i just- i really need to get it all off my mind."

taehyung sighed. "of course, talk to me."

"i think sehun has some sort of manipulation powers." taehyung's eyebrows furrowed. "wait-
hear me out! i was talking to him and when i left, he-"

"you were talking to him?!"

"sh, listen! i was talking to him and when i left, i heard his voice! or just... a voice... but it
was telling me to forget about it! if that wasn't suspicious, i don't know what is."

"wow... i'm glad you're a stubborn fuck. my stubborn fuck... but still, please be more careful
next time."

"right, i will. and... one last thing: what- what are we?"
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lots of discussing

"what- what are we?" jungkook was hesitant. he didn't want to tread on dangerous waters but
he thought it was about time. they had been "together" for a while and he didn't really know if
it was real or not.

"what do you mean 'what are we?'" taehyung frowned. "aren't we dating?"

"are we?"

"i thought we were but if that's how you're going to be..."

"no! i mean yes, we are! i just... we didn't really talk about it much, so..."

"i get it, jungkook. we kind of rushed into things, didn't we? but we can make it work."

jungkook smiled, walking closer to the angel. "yes, we can. and you know what else can help
us out?" his eyes were growing darker by the second and taehyung hardly knew what to
expect.

"what else?"

"your ass." god, taehyung's ass was just so delectable. all of his old thoughts were beginning
to resurface. if only he could see his baby so wrecked just one more time, he would do
anything. "your delicious ass, goddamn."
"mmn, i know." taehyung chuckled, "but, i want to have one more discussion with you. is... is
that okay?"

"of course..." the demon's sultry expression faded into something a lot more caring. he
wanted to be the best listener for his love.

"well..." he started off quietly, "i want to talk about the time we had sex..."

jungkook's face went blank. "right, that."

"i wanna discuss some things, you know, before we just dive right in."

"oh god, if this is about me being too rough i just want you to know that i'm really sorry. like,
really, really sorry if i hurt you at all, in any way at all. i'd never do it on purpose, i swear, and
i'll never do it again-"

"no, no! i wanted to talk to you about it because i liked it!"

"oh." the room went quiet.

taehyung huffed, finally breaking the silence. "yes, so i wanna discuss... rules."

"rules?!"

"y'know, rules. like, things to do and not to do during sex."

"you're really mature. that's fucking hot."

"can we focus?" his voice was more gentle than stern and that really turned jungkook on.

"you're right, you're right. go on."

"yes, so i'd like to discuss kinks and safe words. and... head spaces."

jungkook nodded. he seemed to be on the right track, so taehyung continued.

"l-last time we had sex," he hesitated, "i think i went into some sort of headspace called...
subspace? it was hard for me to think or- or do anything at all so i had to rely on you to make
my decisions for me."

jungkook nodded, "that makes a lot of sense now."

"yeah, but it was really nice."

jungkook chuckled. he knew he had that effect on people but damn, he didn't know it was that
much.

"i also wanna talk about kinks?"

"go ahead, baby."

taehyung blushed a bit, laughing to hide his face before continuing. "i have... a long list of
kinks. first, i'm kinda really masochistic. you could probably tell from last time. i also like
bedroom names..."
"like daddy?"

"no! no? maybe..."

"well, i don't care too much, so you can call me whatever," jungkook smiled.

"o-okay. uhm... you can, uhm, slap me during sex."

"slap you? but- but what if i hurt you?"

"that's kind of the point."

"okay... then where?"

"uhm... face? dick? thighs? ass? anywhere as long as it doesn't kill me."

they both laughed until jungkook calmed down and spoke, "gotcha."

"toys are cool, too. i'm sort of an experimentalist so i can go with the flow."

"cool."

"w-what about you?"

"me?"
now it was jungkook's turn to talk. he was extremely awkward when it came to talking about
sex but he felt safer with taehyung. he let out a shaky sigh and started.

"you probably could tell that i'm really sadistic."

"oh, definitely. but it works out perfectly."

"right," jungkook grinned. "i'm also into edging, ruined orgasms, dirty talk, toys, and a little
bit of bondage sometimes."

that's... a lot, taehyung thought as his eyes widened. but... "i- i like that, too!"

"you sure? if there's ever anything you don't like, you can tell me."

"well, in all honesty, i haven't actually had sex with many people. you were actually my
second time," taehyung chuckled breathlessly.

jungkook's eyes widened. "you mean i wasn't your first?" he feigned hurt. "agh, my poor
soul." he began to fake cry and fell over on the couch.

"oh, shut up, you cuck," taehyung cackled again, shaking his head at the younger.

"fine, fine," jungkook snorted.

"oh, i forgot to mention earlier, i'm also into degradation. like, a ton."

"well, that’s good to know.”

“so... do you wanna give it a shot?”
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smut smut smut smut smut

"a-already?" taehyung was stunned.

"it's been a while, hasn't it?"

"kookie, it's been two days."

"that's such a long time! i used to have sex everyday before i met you..."

"is that so?" taehyung almost cooed. he didn't know how much he affected the younger. it
was almost endearing but then he had to face reality: jungkook was extremely horny. maybe
taehyung could go without sex for a while since he didn't have it every single day, but he
couldn't say the same for the demon. "that must hurt."

"it does! baby, it hurts so much so please?"

"come closer," taehyung sighed. jungkook obliged and scooted as close as he could to the
angel. "close your eyes." the older slowly leaned in, admiring the peaceful yet scrunched up
features of jungkook, and captured the demon's lips with his own. they moved slowly,
jungkook leaning even further into the kiss.

their mouths moved in sync but jungkook wasn't having it. he gripped taehyung by the back
of his head and smashed him even closer, biting at his lips and sucking at his tongue.
taehyung moaned beneath him at the feeling of bites and his hair being pulled. he whined into
jungkook's mouth and bucked his hips in search of any form of friction.

"so needy, hm?" jungkook panted, beginning to attack the angel's neck.

"no, no—" taehyung whined.

"i know, baby, i know you are," jungkook snickered. "such a whiney baby, but i'll give you
what you want."

he moved his hand and began to rub the older's clothed member. taehyung finally received
the touch he craved, bucking into the younger's hand.

"did i tell you that you could move?"

taehyung whimpered and shook his head, desperately bucking his hips into the demon's hand.
suddenly, he felt his body go limp. all he could do was feel, once again. but what he felt was
agonizingly slow. the angel let tears slip as he began to slip into his headspace.

jungkook noticed this and almost jumped off. subspace was entirely new to him, but he knew
that's where taehyung went when he was feeling good, so he decided to stay on the older and
continued to grind down. the little mewls he heard were driving him over the edge and that's
when he felt himself snap.

most, if not all, of his rational thoughts were thrown out the window and jungkook grabbed
taehyung, throwing him over his shoulder and walking him into his bedroom. the demon
threw the older onto the bed and forced open taehyung's legs.

the older hardly had a grasp at what was going on. his head was foggy and he could only
warble. he suddenly felt something really hard pressed against him and he tried to buck into it
but jungkook's power was keeping him in place.

"be a good slut and moan for me."

jungkook pressed his knee into taehyung's crotch, rubbing it around and kneading at the
angel's hard-on. taehyung threw his head back and almost screamed. it hurt so much but it felt
so good. his mind was swarmed with thoughts of jungkook, and only jungkook. he couldn't
even remember his own name.

"ah! s-sir-"

that name. jungkook didn't realize how much he liked the way that name sounded from the
older until he'd finally said it. all other thoughts flew from the demon's head and all he could
think about was satiating his needs.

"good boy." he finally removed his knee from taehyung's crotch area and ripped off his pants.
he gripped taehyung's dick and pumped it harshly before taking the whole thing in his mouth.

"sir! ah— master!"

the next name made something far more feral rise from inside jungkook. "fuck, what a good
little whore," he spoke after giving the angel's cock a few harsh sucks around the tip. "you're
so wet, aren't you? my good baby."

taehyung whined in response. all the attention toward his tip was making him even needier.
"please, sir! i'll be a good boy for master, just please make me cum!" he couldn't help but cry.
suddenly, taehyung could move his body again, regaining feeling in all of his limbs.

"be a good slut and ride me," jungkook practically growled, ripping off his own clothes and
lying on the bed for the older. taehyung nodded, eager to please, and rushed over, almost
dropping on jungkook's cock. "wait. give me a show first, okay baby? i want you to open up
your hole for me."
"y-yes, sir." taehyung straddled the demon's thighs as he reached around to prod at his
entrance.

"don't you want lube, babe?"

"n-no! d-don't like the feeling," taehyung whined, pushing his finger inside. he released an
uncharacteristically high moan as he began to push it in and out of him, relishing in the pain.
it hurt just a bit, but he loved it.

jungkook almost threw his head back at the sight. taehyung's eyes were rolling back as he
slowly moved his fingers inside him. the younger's dick was achingly hard as he stared
through half-lidded eyes. "such a good little painslut. are you ready, baby?"

"yes, m-master! please—"

"good boy, such a good boy. ride me."

taehyung took the base of jungkook's cock and slowly sank down, almost screaming as he
threw his head back. he stayed with it buried inside him for a few moments, beginning to
bounce a bit just to test the waters. he pulsed his legs atop of jungkook for a few moments,
before finally setting a harsh pace and bouncing as hard as he could. he leaned forward just a
bit, angling himself so each drop would brush his prostate. it felt too good. his jaw hung open
in silent moans as his eyes were fluttering shut. he felt a grip around his waist and suddenly,
jungkook was pounding into him.

jungkook pounded in from beneath the angel. his blissed out expression showcasing that he
was right about to cum. the tight walls around his cock almost hurt, it was so tight. it was
hardly wet, too, given that taehyung loved the pain that much. but jungkook couldn't
complain since his precum was slicking the slide of it by just a bit. it brought whole new
crashing waves upon both of them. the demon's cock was being swallowed by taehyung's
hole, not giving any restraint as jungkook pulled taehyung down on his dick. it all felt surreal.
so, so amazing that jungkook had to lean in and whisper in taehyung's ear:

"cum. cum for master."

taehyung's moan was almost deafening. he threw his head back and scrunched his eyes as the
feeling drowned him. white spurts dripped from the tip of his cock as the angel convulsed on
top of the demon. jungkook pounded a few more times before finally giving into the feeling,
white shooting into taehyung's hole. jungkook fucked them through it, gently thrusting into
taehyung before relaxing and slumping back. taehyung toppled onto the younger, head resting
in the crook of his neck.

"all good, baby?"

no response. jungkook was worried that he did something wrong but he guessed the older
was still in his headspace.

"you were so good. you felt so good. you're actually the best fuck i've ever had." that finally
brought the older around.
taehyung whined a bit before finally speaking up. "f-felt good."

"did it, baby?"

"mhmm."

"are you tired?"

"mhmmm."

"we should clean you up first, then." jungkook heaved the older over his shoulder (gently)
and walked him to the bathroom. he set the boy down in the tub and turned on the water. the
demon walked out of the room, going to retrieve a washcloth before yoongi... wait, yoongi?
"how long have you been here?"

"long enough to hear 'oh! ah! master!'" he mimicked, raising his voice in pitch, and then
lowering it for jungkook, "'cum for master.'"

"shut the fuck up. you should've known."

"of course i did. anyway, i take it you two cleared everything up?"

"yeah..." jungkook smiled, "we did."

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Chapter Summary

steak out? steak out!

"my ass hurts," taehyung groaned, reaching over and smacking jungkook's chest.

"well it is me we're talking about."

"you're a rat."

"i'm your rat."

"ugh." taehyung shifted in his seat as he watched his professor lecture the class on watercolor
paint brushes for what felt like the 50th time this year. "did you ever find anything else out
about sehun?"

jungkook looked around, spotting sehun at the front of the class talking with a few of his
friends. "no, not really. i just... i know his power is mind manipulation or something along
those lines."

"do you know what jimin's power is?"

"no...? what is it?"

"he's also a manipulator. he can change the way you feel about something with a blink of his
eye. but... he always hated it."

"what?! that's fucking sick! if i could have that power... whew."

"i, personally, love your power the way it is, so..."

jungkook wiggled his eyebrows and leaned in, making a kissy face. "for our sexy times,
huh?"

"shut up," taehyung scoffed, pushing jungkook away and huffing. "but he really does hate
it..."

"it's a really cool power, though. why would he hate it?"

"he always hated how it was so easy to make people like him, as weird as it seems," taehyung
explained. "when he was younger — yes, epic backstory time," he cut jungkook off before he
could speak. the younger slumped back into his seat. "when he was younger, he was bullied a
bit because his power manifested later than most. the day it came about, he didn't know how
to control it and accidentally turned the bullies against themselves. they started to beat each
other up and one of them even shot one of them. jimin couldn't help but blame himself and he
still does. he can control it now, but he hardly ever uses it."

jungkook was speechless for a moment. he let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding in.
"wow... you never would've guessed. what's your power again?"

taehyung's face went blank. "really?"

"what? i forgot!"

the angel sighed, "honesty."

"your power is honesty?"

"you idiot, i can make people speak the truth against their will. here, see this: what do you
like more, me riding your dick or sucking your dick?"

"i don't really wanna answer that in public— riding it. wait, what the fuck."

"yeah, so i can make you answer that whether you want to or not."

"now i feel stupid. why do all the angels get the cool powers?"

"meh, we're nothing special. what's yoongi's power?"

"he doesn't talk about it much. i'm not too sure what it is, to be honest. i think he has a
memory thing but lately it's been haunting him. i don't know..."

"interesting... him and jimin are really a power couple, huh?"

"and we're the horny couple!"

"you're the horny one, fuckhead. love you."

"love you, too."

————

"sehun's been pretty quiet lately, right?" yoongi whispered.

they sat together in that one course they all shared, at the very back, and never stopped
talking. but today, they were talking about something actually important.

"he really has... isn't that weird? no deaths or anything... but he is getting more popular,"
taehyung remarked.

"true. i hope it stays like this. maybe it was just the stress..." jimin murmured.
"stress? yeji never would have killed herself because of stress," jungkook practically
growled.

"jungkook," yoongi warned. he huffed, and then continued, "how about a steak out?"

"steak out?" jungkook perked up.

"steak out." yoongi smirked.

"you boys can do that," taehyung giggled. "me and jimin have something else to do later."

"alright, then it's settled! me and yoongi are going on a steak out, and taehyung and jimin
are... doing whatever they're gonna do!"

the bell rang and all the students rushed out the door.

"see you!"

'and then there were four.'

————

well, things are heating up now lol

something's boutta go down... maybe...

aNYWAY, i hope u aren't getting too bored w the story lol

there's not too much of it left, i think

not too much plot left anyway

so... lots more chapters to come! just the plot is starting to climax haha
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Chapter Summary

uh oh yoongi time
it’s a longer chapter too so... ;)

'and then there were four.'

jungkook's eyes widened. did he hear that right? he looked around and spotted sehun looking
at him before averting his gaze and leaving the classroom. what the hell?

"uh- y-yoongi, let's go."

"kook? what's going on?"

"i think sehun is in my head."

"what?"

"i'll explain in a bit... please, let's just go..."

"okay- come on, then," yoongi huffed, grabbing jungkook by his hand and pulling him out of
the classroom. "do you want to explain?"

"i think he's in my head, yoongi. i can hear him up here," he tapped his temple.
"jungkook..."

"yoongi, i'm not crazy! he has some sort of mind manipulation powers, i swear!"

yoongi furrowed his eyebrows. "kook..."

"seriously! i'm not joking, bro, please. believe me, he can get in your head."

"jungkook, why don't you rest for a bit. you're really fucking stressed. let's go home for now.
we can scout him later, but let's go," yoongi gritted. he dragged jungkook down the hall when
suddenly the younger collapsed to his knees. "jungkook?"

'you're catching on quickly.'

"he's- he's in my-" jungkook strained, grasping his temples.

'you'll find out who i am soon, won't you. this is too soon. you already know who i am, too,
don't you? you guys are really smart.'

"he's in my head!" jungkook fell to his side, his eyes were beginning to roll back as he
shivered.

'don't go away, now. we have some talking to do. i know you'll come looking for me later, but
if you do, i'll hurt someone very close to you. and no, it's not a threat. it's a promise.’

jungkook was convulsing and yoongi had no idea what to do. his hands shook as he tried to
contain jungkook’s shaking but then he realized:

he needed to use his power.

no, no, he couldn’t do that. he could find another way. he shook his head, no. he doesn’t need
his power to diffuse the situation, right? but then jungkook started to shake harder, the red
behind his eyes were surfacing.

yoongi huffed. it was time he finally used his power again, even if it meant surfing through
someone else’s head.

the older boy reached his fingers to jungkook’s temples and he closed his eyes, focusing in.

‘i can see you. you’ll see me soon, too, jungkook.’

what’s this? yoongi thought. he focused further. sehun’s voice really was inside jungkook’s
head. as yoongi focused harder, he could see someone in the distance. jungkook stood in the
back of his mind very, very confused.

“yoongi?” jungkook called.

“yeah, it’s me. it’s okay, jungkook. i- i’m gonna need you to wake up.”

“i can’t. he’s too far in my head. he’s- he’s going to take over. i can’t feel anything, yoongi. i
can’t feel-”

“hey! calm down. panicking will only make things worse. this is your head, jungkook.
sehun’s on your terrain. you need to show him who belongs and who doesn’t.”

“you’re right, you’re right,” jungkook exhaled. his breathing and heart rate was slowly
returning to normal.
suddenly, yoongi’s surroundings changed into what seemed like a home. he looked around,
eyebrows furrowing. what is this place? he walked further, coming across a little boy and his
mother.

“okay, jungkook! now it’s your turn,” she handed the little boy— jungkook a pair of dice.

his bunny grin never changed, yoongi noted. the boy grinned wider and rolled the dice,
earning himself a 1 and a 2. he frowned but his mom gave him a light punch to the shoulder.

“good job, kookie! you’ll beat me in no time,” she grinned, her smile stretching across her
face. “my handsome boy’s gonna be so good at everything, won’t he?”

jungkook’s smile returned. yoongi felt so confused. he accidentally surfed all the way back to
one of jungkook’s oldest memories. he had to get out of there before he uncovered something
he shouldn’t. but suddenly, the front door opened.

“dad!” jungkook shot up and ran over, engulfing his father’s legs in a tight hug.

“hey, bun. were you and mom playing together again?”

“yeah! but i think i’m losing...”

jungkook had a really nice home life, yoongi noticed. but then there was a time skip. he felt
his surroundings racing forward until it was night time. he was still in the house but it reeked
of alcohol.

yoongi looked over to the couch to see jungkook’s dad drinking his weight in beer. yoongi
didn’t like the sight. jungkook’s mom walked out of another room and she approached her
husband.

“hey, how about you stop drinking now, hm?” she suggested.
he got angry— his face burned up to a hot red and twisted to a frown. “don’t tell me what to
do, woman!”

“hey, hey, it’s okay. jungkook’s asleep, honey. you need to calm down, okay?” she seemed
accustomed to dealing with these types of episodes.

turned out jungkook’s father was an alcoholic. every family has their issues, yoongi
concluded. jungkook’s family wasn’t all that happy, after all. they just cherished him. both of
his parents. and they behaved excellently around the little boy as well.

yoongi shook it off. he needed to leave. it wasn’t his right to snoop around in someone else’s
head. he focused on leaving and finally snapped back to reality. eyes shooting open, he
noticed jungkook wasn’t convulsing anymore.

“hey, jungkook!” yoongi pushed the younger. “wake up! it’s okay, just wake up!”

the younger man slowly came to, his eyes fluttering open. “i’m here...” he said groggily.

“we need to go. now.”

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Chapter Summary

my book is turning into a crack fic istg

i hope ur still enjoying this tho!

👀
more chapters await and technically this was a comic relief chapter haha ha
but u didn't hear that from me 👁👁

"hey, is everything okay?" jimin asked.

yoongi and jungkook had been quiet ever since they got back to their dorm. taehyung and
jimin, being the worried boyfriends they were, stayed at the demons' dorm and waited for
them to get back, and when they did, they were not in pleasant moods. so, hence the question,
they wanted to get to the bottom of it.

"jungkook...?" yoongi pressed. jungkook knew yoongi wanted him to answer them. it's better
jungkook than yoongi. jungkook sighed.

"i- uhm... so..."

"get on with it!" taehyung exclaimed. he didn't want to wait any longer than he needed to. he
was worried, and those boys were being asshats for making him wait so long in the first
place.

"okay, okay!" jungkook jumped, startled. "so, sehun's in my head. and- uhm- yoongi had to
go brain surfing-"

"ew, don't call it brain surfing," yoongi cringed.

"that's what it is!"

"whatever."

"yeah, so yoongi had to go brain surfing and get me out of my own head. i think sehun tried
to take control of my body..."

"wow, ok, that's a lot worse than we imagined," jimin said. him and taehyung were curled up
together out of fear for them when they walked through the door. surprisingly enough, the
demons were alive and well. that pissed them off even more.

"we thought you two idiots got yourselves killed. this is much worse, maybe, but you're alive
and you made us wait. what the hell?" taehyung snarled.

"alright! alright, i get it. sorry, taetae. i won't make you wait so long again, okay?" jungkook
said, walking towards taehyung and pulling him into a kiss.

yoongi and jimin grimaced and then looked back at each other.

"i missed you," jimin said. "don't take too long ever again."

"okay," yoongi smiled softly, "i won't." yoongi pulled jimin into a hug, jimin resting his head
on yoongi's shoulder.

"let's stay like this for a bit," jimin mumbled into yoongi's neck. he softly kissed the older— a
mere peck— and finally pulled away, blushing.

jungkook looked at jimin and yoongi after tearing himself away from sucking taehyung's
face. they were blushing and being so cute together. too cute. "would you look at that! it's
time for us to go. and if you guys are gonna be so cutesy, get a fucking room. ugh."
"hey! we could say the same thing for your nasty asses," jimin scoffed. "you nearly had sex
on the couch!"

"this is my dorm!" jungkook cried.

"whatever."

"but jungkook's right," yoongi said. "we should get going. we have a steak out to go to!"

"steak out! steak out!" jungkook hooted, spinning around to get to the door.

taehyung shook his head, laughing. his boyfriend was an absolute idiot but he loved it. he
sighed, turning back to jimin.

"you promised me a fuck?" taehyung asked, giggling.

jungkook and yoongi suddenly stopped in their tracks.

"hold on," yoongi said, turning himself aroun. "you're joking, right?"

jimin and taehyung looked at each other, and then back at their boyfriends like deers caught
in headlights. then they looked back at each other.

"uhm..." jimin chuckled. "how do i explain?"

"let me," taehyung said. "before we met you guys, me and jimin were best friends. like...
we've always been best friends. so we knew everything about each other. and then one day,
me and jimin were talking and things got a little heated. we were experimenting with each
other again because we both liked the last time and then it got super hot and we ended up
fucking."

"what?" yoongi and jungkook nearly screeched. "last time?"

"yeah, we experimented with each other a lot," jimin added.

"so you two... you're fucking?" jungkook asked. he received a nod from the angels. "that's
hot," he chuckled.

"what- you- i- no the fuck it's not, you kinky rat-bastard!" yoongi huffed.

"i mean... we could stop..." taehyung suggested, earning a nod from jimin in agreement.

"we should have a foursome," jungkook said giddily.

"shut the fuck up. let's... let's talk about this later. come on, kook, we have a mixed blood to
catch."
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Chapter Summary

what if i made yoongi and jungkook kiss? lol (also mots:7 is incredible)

"so... they're actually fucking..." jungkook said, the fact finally hitting him. "they're actually
fucking. they're... actually fucking? so, they're actually-"

"yes, they're actually fucking! we'll talk about it later, okay? leave it be for now."

"i bet they're fucking right now."

"i don't want to think about that."

jungkook giggled, "our boyfriends are fuckin-"

"literally shut up! shit, he's coming out," yoongi said.

the two boys were sitting outside of sehun's dorm, staring intently at the building's door from
behind a bush.

they were nearly clawing at each other's throats earlier that evening but yoongi finally calmed
down about it before they could alert sehun. what they were arguing about was something
that will probably never be known— something ridiculous, certainly.

suddenly, jungkook lost his balance and toppled onto his back, rustling the bushes as he fell
— yoongi falling soon after.
"fuck," the older boy groaned. they'd just alerted sehun.

sehun's head snapped to the side. he walked over to the bushes and saw yoongi on top of
jungkook.

"what's going on here?" he chuckled.

"uh- it's not what it-" jungkook started, but was cut off by yoongi's lips on his. he nearly
threw up in his mouth but he went along with it anyway. he wasn't about to blow his cover.

"oh- well, see you guys, then!" sehun walked away, visibly uncomfortable. he got into
somebody's vehicle and they sped off.

yoongi finally got off of jungkook and both of them gagged.

"what the fuck-" jungkook choked out between gags, holding his throat as if that would keep
the puke down.

yoongi was close to barfing, too. "i don't know, man, it was just in the moment and— ugh-"

"now i'm not too sure about that foursome— ew."

both of them fell onto their backs, heaving. they needed to find sehun but that alone tired
them out.

it was evening and it was getting really dark, really fast. yoongi suddenly bolted upright,
breathing heavily.
"yoongs?"

"i can hear it-" yoongi slurred. his eyes were beginning to roll back.

"what?" jungkook was starting to get worried. he gulped. "what can you hear?"

"all of the voices. all of their voices."

"whose voices?"

"sehun and his friends. i can— i can hear him in their heads."

"what? h-how? fuck, yoongi, you're scaring me." by then, jungkook was frantically searching
for a way to make yoongi stop being so creepily calm and make his white eyes come back to
brown.

"memories. i can hear memories. sehun's memories." it all came out in mumbles— slurred
words. it was becoming increasingly hard for jungkook to understand what his friend was
saying before yoongi's eyes snapped back and he sprang to his feet. jungkook collapsed
backwards, startled.

"he's going to the uni," yoongi said, voice back to normal.

"what?"

"he's going to our university! he's gonna cause a mass hysteria."

"m-mass hysteria?"
"that's what i said, dickslit. come on, there's not much time. the guys he's in the car with are
super powerful, too."

"oh, shit."

"oh, shit is right," yoongi said. "we need to go and we need to go now."

jungkook stood up, ready. he was ready to do whatever it took to put a stop to sehun. even if
it meant putting himself in harms way.

————

vmin smut next >:)

haha jk

unless...?
 nineteen
Chapter Summary

vmin smut and yoonkook chase

jimin threw his head back.

taehyung was so skilled when it came to his tongue, it drove jimin insane.

"fuck— taetae, it feels good,” jimin moaned.

taehyung pulled off, looking jimin in the eyes. taehyung was wrecked: hair tousled, pupils
blown, and cheeks red. he was a mess, but it all just made jimin even harder.

they started almost as soon as the demons left. jimin has sat down on the couch with a
mocking smirk, and taehyung’s knees could only go weak. they were both switches but with
each other, taehyung was a bottom lean and jimin leaned towards topping. jimin liked to
bottom, too, though. it all depended on his mood.

when jimin had sat on the couch, he palmed himself and pulled his cock out, stroking it
lazily. taehyung loved to watch. his dick was getting harder and his head was spinning. he
couldn’t even think, he was so hard. jimin eventually ordered taehyung to come closer and
get on his knees. that’s when he took jimin in and began to suck.

taehyung loved to just have jimin’s cock in his mouth. sometimes, when they were in high
school and hanging out at each other’s houses, taehyung would just put jimin’s dick in his
mouth and keep it there. they’d been together forever.
soon enough, taehyung became tired of sucking and he could feel jimin’s cock getting ready
to spill.

"can i...?" taehyung breathed, wanting to keep the moment everlasting.

"please."

taehyung climbed up from between jimin's legs to sit on his lap. both of their holes were
clenching as they ground against each other mindlessly. jimin reached around to prod his
finger at taehyung's hole and taehyung did the same. they both loved to be full... but then,
taehyung swatted jimin's hand away and gripped the base of jimin's dick.

"are you sure?" jimin panted. "i don't want to hurt you. i just want you to feel good, baby.”

"i want to be hurt," taehyung said, sinking down on jimin's cock. both of them let out breathy
moans as taehyung sank, slowly beginning to bounce. taehyung finally inserted his fingers in
jimin's ass as he bounced on the angel's cock.

"sh-shit!" jimin twitched inside taehyung. "it's too much—" he squirmed. having so much
stimulation was something both of them loved, but jimin couldn’t help but cry at the feeling.
it was almost like they were trying it for the first time.

taehyung grinned lazily, bouncing and thrusting his fingers at the same time. he wanted jimin
to feel as good as jimin was making him feel. it was all so, so good. his thoughts were mush.

jimin tried to steady his breathing as he started to thrust into taehyung and rock onto the
other's fingers. he brought his hand up to taehyung's dick and began to pump it, twisting his
hand at the tip each time, precum slicking tae's cock for an easier slide. both of them were
moaning messes, drooling all over each other and close to tears. it was surreal. it always was.

jimin tried to switch his angle as he messily thrusted into taehyung, instantly brushing against
taehyung's nerves and sending him over the edge. white streaks spurted from his tip as he
clenched around jimin's cock, which sent jimin over the edge next, cum filling taehyung's ass.

both of them collapsed, exhausted. jimin fell backwards, head throwing itself over the back
of the sofa. taehyung collapsed onto jimin's chest, his head falling to rest in the nape of
jimin's neck.

“more?” taehyung whispered into jimin’s ear.

jimin could only grin at that.

————

jungkook and yoongi scrambled to get in yoongi's car, jungkook climbing in the drivers seat
and yoongi in the passenger side.

"hurry," yoongi urged.

jungkook nodded and slammed the breaks, speeding after sehun's vehicle. after a few minutes
of driving, jungkook slowed down and then, sehun's vehicle stopped. it was so exciting—
like they were on a chase. a wild car chase! jungkook liked the sound of that.

"do you think they know we're here?" jungkook murmured, trying to hide his excitement.

yoongi laughed, "no. they might be powerful, but they're no geniuses."

yoongi stared harder as sehun hopped out of the car alongside a few other of his friends. after
waiting a couple minutes, the two demons stepped out of the car (obviously after turning it
off) and ran to the side of the building.
“where is this?” jungkook asked, turning to yoongi. yoongi always knew everything about
their campus. he was filled with so many random facts and it was definitely odd, but
jungkook knew he could always turn to yoongi no matter what. yoongi was like his older
brother. he trusted him.

“it... oh, fuck,” yoongi groaned.

“what?” jungkook urged, eyes widening. “what is it?”

“we’re at the center of the campus.”

 twenty
Chapter Summary

it’s starting-

yoongi and jungkook scurried onto the building.

the center of campus.

jungkook shivered. classes were out and students were probably partying, getting high,
getting drunk, or all of the above. it was the perfect time to cause chaos, and that's exactly
what sehun wanted to do.

yoongi was starting to get worried, too. his anxiety was shooting up and his cool exterior was
beginning to melt. everything was happening so fast— he got a boyfriend, used his powers he
shut away for so long and now he's up against some big powerful guy. it's overwhelming.

"you think we can do this by ourselves?" jungkook whispered, walking up the stairs next to
yoongi.

"i really don't know. i don't know, jungkook." yoongi's mind was racing. his heart was beating
so quickly he was sure it would beat out of his chest. that was the only thing he was sure
about.

"hey, hey, yoongs. c'mon, don't worry. it'll be okay. nobody's gonna get hurt." jungkook
seemed to be convincing himself more than convincing yoongi. truthfully, jungkook was
terrified. he could never take anything seriously, so when a real problem really did occur, he
had no idea what to do. he had no idea how to respond. he felt helpless.
"we don't know that, kook. we... we should call tae and chim. we'll probably need all the help
we can get."

"right," jungkook nodded. he pulled out his phone. as he began to send a text, he remembered
something that was probably a little bit not important, but he remembered anyway.

taehyung and jimin were going at it.

jungkook had to suppress his giggles as he silently fan-boyed over his and his best friend's
boyfriend. he quickly sent his text and sat against a wall at the top of the stairs next to
yoongi. he let out a deep sigh.

yoongi pulled out his phone, too. he needed to text his teacher and his friend hoseok. he was
in deep shit and he needed all the help he could get. groaning, he unlocked his phone and
opened his messenger app, opening mr. kim's contact.

yoongi

hey mr kim? i'm kinda in a LOT of trouble rn and i need ur help

seokjin

yoongi? how do u have my #?

oh yes i gave it to u last time

ok uhm... where are u rn?

yoongi

that huge building at the very center of the campus

something bad is abt to happen and i just need help

seokjin
ok, ok

i'll get namjoon to come, too

yoongi

thank u so much

please come quick

yoongi

hoseok get tf over here

hobi

??? why

yoongi

sehun

hobi

be right there

"who are you texting?"

"you'll see," yoongi sighed. "they'll be here soon."

————

jungkook

psst hey guys

sorry to interrupt teehee

but we need ur help like

rn

jimin

wete busu

*we're busy

jungkook

no no fr

sehun's gonna do smth rlly bad

we need u guys to get over there

taehyung

dw bb we'll be right there

————

jungkook sighed. he wasn't going to lie, jimin and taehyung fucking? kinda hot. but now
wasn't the time.
they were on their way but... that's when they heard it.

boom.

"shit," yoongi coughed out. "they're starting."

 twenty one
Chapter Summary

fight scene? epic battle time?? vibe

taehyung and jimin dropped everything. clothes were thrown on and out the door they ran.

jungkook and yoongi, on the other hand, were having a bit of an issue. yoongi was having a
mental breakdown. and when i say a mental breakdown, i mean ugly sobs, heavy breathing
and a whole lot of swearing.

"yoongi, we'll be okay! everyone's on their way and we're going to be safe!" jungkook was
really bad at this whole making people feel better thing.

yoongi was clinging onto jungkook- arms wrapped tightly around the others waist in attempt
to ground himself. "don't tell anyone about this," yoongi mumbled, sniffling and almost
blowing his nose into jungkook's sleeve.

jungkook grimaced, "okay, okay, secret's safe with me. let's get up, alright?" he hooked an
arm around yoongi's waist, attempting to lift him up but yoongi wouldn't budge. he wanted to
stay on the ground curled up in a little ball, hidden away from everything.

"are you guys okay?" jimin's voice appeared. their boyfriends had finally arrived.

jungkook and yoongi screeched. the younger tried to cover it up by coughing into his fist. "y-
yeah."

"are you making your voice deeper?" taehyung asked, putting his hands on his hips.

"n-no."

"you are!"

"he totally is," jimin giggled.

"whatever! let's just-" jungkook started, but just as he was about to finish:

"everything alright?" professor kim suddenly appeared alongside namjoon and hoseok.

the whole gang was together. jungkook smiled as he got up to his feet, reaching his hand out
to yoongi. the older boy wiped his nose in his sleeve as he took his friend's hand, standing up
and bracing himself. yoongi took a deep breath before swinging the door to the roof open.
a cloud of mist filled the air. nothing was visible, but sehun's voice was clear as day.

"you're finally here! and you've brought friends, too? wow, okay, look, i know you want to
end my whole 'reign of terror' or whatever you all call it, but i'm just having my fun. is that
such a crime?"

"no, sehun. what you're doing isn't bad or illegal at all," seokjin rolled his eyes.

"okay, maybe it's illegal to make people kill themselves... but it's all in good fun!"

jungkook was starting to get mad. sehun killing his friend was not fun.

"so why not join us? wreak a little bit of havoc, take over the world... the usual."

"no fucking way," jungkook scoffed. "you're hardly able to kill half of the people on this
campus in the few months you've been here, and you're actually planning on taking over the
world?"

"ouch! that stings. but everything takes time, jungkookie."

"you don't get to call me that."

"shh, sure i can't. but you guys don't want to be on the losing team, do you? join me!"

"fuck off, sehun," jimin scoffed. "we won't do shit. the only thing we're here for is to beat the
ever loving hell out of you, maybe make you shit your pants a little, and put you away for
life. if you don't comply with us, we might have to do it the hard way."

yoongi's heart skipped a beat. his boyfriend was such a badass. "what he said!"

"exactly. so if you don't want to follow our rules," taehyung frowned, "we'll have to hurt you
very, very bad."

it was jungkook's turn to be proud. his dick might've hardened a little at the sound of
taehyung's voice. maybe he would try switching with taehyung in bed some time? scratch
that, he hated having anything up his ass, let alone another dick. or... never mind. he could
think about that later, when he would be out of a life or death situation.

"then i guess you'll just have to do it the hard way."

the mist around the boys cleared away and there stood sehun with his goons. the prick had the
most smug look on his face. and his so called friends were like zombies- brainwashed and
tripping all over themselves. it was a little bit gross to see, even if sehun was pretty attractive.
jungkook shivered... he did not want to end up like those zombified guys. he hadn't fought
too much before, either...! okay, that was a lie. jungkook used to get into fights all the time.

his high school days were crazy. he was even crazier. he dated tons of people, got into lots of
fights, went to way too many parties, and he even almost killed somebody. he was sure he
could take on some punk who thought he could rule the world.
jungkook charged at sehun, one arm out, ready to take the guy by his shirt, and his other arm
was giving him momentum. but just as he was about to choke sehun out, one of sehun's
"friends" jumped out to fight. one hit to the jaw and jungkook was stumbling backwards.

the roof was like a battlefield. namjoon and jin were beating up one guy, taehyung was
beating up another, yoongi was almost being beaten up while hoseok was trying to beat up
the guy who was tying to beat yoongi, and jungkook was struggling to push a goon off of
him.

the only person who wasn't fighting was jimin. he spoke such tough words earlier, but he was
too scared to move a muscle.

"oh, jimin," sehun said as he walked up to the petit boy. "whatever are you doing? won't you
fight?"

jimin felt sick. he gulped. sehun swung an arm over jimin's shoulder. why was he acting so
buddy-buddy with someone who wants him dead?

"come on, now. help your friends out. attack me, jimin," sehun whispered into his ear.

jimin's stomach hurt.

"attack me!"

____

finally a fight scene hvdsdvl

what's gonna happen? o-O
what's jimin gonna do??
we shall see, we shall see
 twenty two
Chapter Summary

the end of part 1

"attack me!"

"i- i can't!"

jimin was frozen. it was like time came to a halt and the only people who could move were
him and sehun.

"c'mon, i know you can, jimin. just use your powers," sehun urged.

"no, i can't! you don't get it!"

"of course i get it, jimin. i'm already getting into that pretty little head of yours. why don't you
make it easier for me and just let me in?"

"no!" jimin was visibly pained. he gripped his head and doubled over, fighting off whatever
sehun was trying to do.

"fuck! why can't this be easier?"

jimin's eyes widened. all pain had stopped and he just stood there for a moment.
he had never heard sehun swear before. every time he spoke to someone, he would always
hear about how sehun was such a good person and how he always did everything right.
especially — one of the biggest points anyone made — was that he never swore. was sehun...
breaking?

"let me in!" sehun yelled.

jimin was freaking out. he didn't know what was happening or- or what to do. so... he let go.

his mind was fuzzy as he got to his feet. what just happened? an arm was wrapped around his
side to help him balance.

yoongi?

"w-what-" jimin started. he couldn't get any words out. god, his head hurt.

"jimin, we won. you need to rest," yoongi murmured.

jimin nodded lazily, allowing sleep to take over.

jungkook had never seen something- someone so powerful. he couldn't believe what he had
just seen. jimin... jimin was incredibly strong. and his power mixed with taehyung's was
almost terrifying. was this the power of angels?

jungkook tried to double up his power earlier as well, but it failed miserably. yoongi and him
just weren't compatible in that sense.

jungkook shook his head, walking over to his boyfriend and snaking an arm around his waist.
"we need to go home, baby," taehyung said, coughing.

"shit, baby, i know. but... hah..."

————

"let me in!"

jimin glowed. his eyes turned white as his body rose from the ground. and then, he was
celestial. jungkook couldn't look. if he did, he would probably melt... literally. everyone knew
to never look at an angel when they're in their true form... but jungkook had to see what was
happening.

jimin was high up. he used a sort of voice... that didn't sound like jimin. it was more gentle...
and melodic.

"sehun," jimin began. "you have caused great distress among the people of this campus. what
have you to say for yourself?"

"what? the fuck are you doing? you're supposed to be giving yourself up to me! to me!"

sehun was throwing a temper tantrum.

"baby rage," jungkook chuckled to himself. "oh, shit, i'm in a battle."

everyone stopped what they were doing just to see what was about to go down. jimin was so,
so angry. and then suddenly, taehyung was glowing, too. jungkook had never seen something
quite like this before.
and then— an explosion.

everything was white. jungkook couldn't see a thing— white noise rang in his ears as he tried
to regain his balance.

he looked around, spotting sehun lying lifelessly on the ground next to his goons, and the
others were just as confused as he was.

————

jungkook had way too many questions. it was almost like taehyung and jimin had somehow
managed to merge their celestial powers. he had no idea what to do.

so, he went home.

he swooped taehyung up, and started walking.

 part two - twenty three

ever since that day, things became quiet at the university and the dorms.

jimin and taehyung spent more time together and taehyung was very, very distant.

jungkook was so confused. he thought maybe something that big would bring them closer
together, but maybe it just made them grow apart. he thought that maybe— for the first time,
just maybe, he wasn't good enough.

jungkook never thought like that. he was supposed to be the confident, handsome, fuck-boy
jungkook. he was not supposed to have such thoughts. but he couldn't stop them from
coming.

taehyung wouldn't visit him anymore, and taehyung would hardly talk to him in class, either.
hell, one would think that the two weren't even dating. they didn’t even look at each other.
jungkook didn’t know what to do.

he was so, so confused. he knew, though, that in order to fix a broken relationship,
communication was needed. he might’ve been a fuck-boy, but he wasn’t an asshole idiot.

he had to do something. he couldn’t just stand there and let them ruin their relationship. he
was going to put his plan into action.

————

“hello, class,” the professor spoke. “since we’re nearing the end of the semester, i would like
to assign an art project similar to one of your first projects. i would like you to draw a partner
— naked or not— and have it submitted by the end of the week.”
jungkook was finally paying attention. well... as much as he could as he continued to steal
glances at his “boyfriend.” there was something different about him. jungkook examined him
further and—

taehyung dyed his hair blue... without telling him.

well, taehyung didn’t have to tell jungkook that he would change something so significant
about him, but it still would have been nice to know beforehand. jungkook felt a little
betrayed. what was going on behind closed doors...? taehyung wasn’t the taehyung he knew.

jungkook remembered that jimin and taehyung got along a bit too closely. they even had sex
together. jungkook couldn’t believe he was kind of okay either that. maybe they ditching
yoongi and him for each other?

but yoongi and jimin were only getting closer.

taehyung and jungkook... were not.

jungkook buried his face into his hands. class was close to ending, and then he’d be going to
his next class, and then the next, and then the next. it felt like the day would never end.

the bell rang, and jungkook sighed. he stood from his seat and took one more glance at
taehyung. he opened his mouth to say something, but closed it again. it was useless to say
anything. he didn’t even know what to say.

discarding his plan, he turned to leave but stopped in his tracks as a finger tapped his
shoulder. he turned around and there stood taehyung.

taehyung.
jungkook’s chest tightened. he felt like he might cry, but that would mess up his bad-boyness.
he couldn’t let that happen. he took a deep breath as he stared into the other’s eyes. he was
beautiful as ever. he missed him.

“wanna... work together?” taehyung finally spoke, twiddling with his fingers. was he...
nervous? what exactly was going on?

but that sounded like music to jungkook’s ears.

“yeah. that would be great,” jungkook smiled. maybe he could patch up their relationship.
 twenty four
Chapter Summary

oopsies relationship problems...

lies?

it was time for jungkook's next class. another class with taehyung. maybe he could get
himself to start a conversation. he was going to talk to his boyfriend no matter what. even if
he never really confessed his love or anything...

but that didn't matter! he was not going to be the asshole, and he was going to talk to
taehyung! his heart could have burst at the thought.

but... maybe he was the asshole.

either way, he had to get to the bottom of this rift in their relationship no matter what. and all
it came down to was...

communication!

easy enough, jungkook thought, visibly smirking. he might've been cocky, but he just called it
confidence.

he walked into the class and looked around. jungkook was beginning to think that taehyung's
bright blue hair suited him... it also made it easier for jungkook to find him in large crowds.
he sprinted over to where taehyung sat and took a seat next to him before anyone else could.

taehyung seemed to notice him but ignored him anyway. what exactly did jungkook do?

"hey, tae, baby..."

"class is about to start," taehyung cut him off, huffing.

jungkook had never seen taehyung so snippy. "well, yeah, in five minutes but-"

"jungkook, i'm fucking sick, okay? i've had enough of your shit."

"what the hell did i do?" jungkook asked in confusion. what did he do? he knew he was a
sack of shit but he thought he changed for the better. he stopped having sex with every other
person and really only looked at taehyung and he just... he just stopped doing the things he
really liked to do. he wouldn't go out with his friends anymore, he wouldn't have sex as much
and... taehyung was sucking the life out of him, he realized.
"you know exactly what you did!" taehyung shrieked. the two were getting a lot of stares.

"no, taehyung, i really don't. i- i've been doing everything right! i haven't even been going out
with my friends! what did i do to make you hate me like this?" jungkook's serious face was
on. and everybody knew... jungkook was never serious. he was so laid back to the point
where nobody could ever bother him. nobody except taehyung.

"i- jungkook, i don't-"

"you know what? since you don't want to tell me what the fuck i did that was so wrong, i'm
just- i'm gonna go."

"class is still-!"

"save it. goodbye, taehyung." jungkook got up and walked out of the row. whispers circled
the room, driving jungkook crazy. he wanted to get on his knees and rip his hair out, scream
and cry. but that would fuck up his reputation, so he just left. he could feel taehyung's eyes on
the back of his head, but he didn't care. his plan was a waste. if taehyung didn't care about
him anymore, so be it.

jungkook was going to skip for the rest of the day. there was no point in being there if he had
nobody to talk to. he pushed open the entrance to the school and fixed his jacket, smoothing
back his hair as he continued to walk. his throat was starting to hurt. why couldn't he just cry?
he would feel a whole lot better if he just let it all out. nobody was around anyway. so why
did it matter?

he backed himself up against a wall in a cut off space. not many people could find it, and
that's where jungkook always hid when he needed his alone time. he let himself crumple and
fall to the ground, back scraping against the brick. placing his head in his hands, he let
himself go. his shoulders shook as he sobbed into his palms. he didn't know why taehyung
couldn't stand him, and he didn't know why he was letting it affect him so much. he was jeon
jungkook! school fuck boy! the guy who fucked every other girl and boy on campus! but he
was still a sobbing mess backed into a corner at school.

all of a sudden, jungkook heard footsteps against the gravel. he sniffed and wiped his eyes
and nose, picking himself up and- like a deer in headlights- he froze.

what the fuck did he want?

 twenty five
Chapter Summary

... o-o
sorry its a lil short :(
next chapter might have smut >:)
yalready kno those chapters are long haha

"jungkook, i-"

"how did you find me? didn't- didn't i tell you to leave me alone?" jungkook sniffed. he
wiped his eyes and tried to plow past the boy in front of him, but he was pushed back.

"you- you really don't know what you did?" taehyung asked, wiping the tears off of
jungkook's cheeks. he had never seen jungkook cry before.

jungkook pulled away from taehyung's hands, backing himself further into the corner. "fuck
off, taehyung."

"kook, i'm just trying to figure out if i was lied to or not..."

jungkook slowly looked up to taehyung. what did he mean he wanted to figure out if he was
lied to? was someone spreading rumors now? just after the sehun incident, too. jungkook
scoffed in disbelief.

"what did they say?" jungkook asked, running a hand through his hair.

"he- he told me that you guys had sex and you were the one that hit him up and-"

"who told you that?" jungkook scoffed. "i haven't even left my fucking dorm since i've been
with you! i- you- you're sucking my life away, taehyung! i'm supposed to be partying it up
and getting laid! i mean, we're in university, tae! and everything i used to do was stripped
away from me... because of you!"

taehyung's breath halted. was that really true? was that how jungkook really felt?

jungkook stopped breathing as well. he went too far. he could feel his heart speeding up out
of fear- he just fucked up his only chance to make up with taehyung.

"is that really how you feel?" taehyung asked, voice shaking. his eyes glowed an angelic
blue. the tears that fell were also beginning to glow. taehyung seemed concerned... that was
the difference between jungkook and taehyung. taehyung liked to hear the other party out
first. jungkook didn't.
"i-"

"answer me, kook," taehyung's eyes glowed brighter.

"y-yes."

he let his eyes go back to their normal color, finally relaxing. "why didn't you tell me this
sooner? you know i'm always in the mood, right? and i don't wanna keep you to yourself all
the time! i don't want to hold you back, jungkook! i trust you."

jungkook almost smiled. and this is why taehyung was the love of his life. "tae?"

"yes, baby?"

"i love you."

then came the waterworks. taehyung wrapped his arms around jungkook's neck, crying into
his shoulder.

"i love you more than anything, tae. and i would never cheat on you."

"i love you, too," taehyung managed to choke out between sobs. "i love you so damn much-
you have no idea."

jungkook sniffed, smoothing down taehyung's hair. "i still have one question, though, babe.
who told you i was cheating on you?"

"oh, baby, that doesn't matter now. you should go out with you friends tonight," taehyung
said, pulling away from jungkook, a smile ever imminent on his face.

"i think i wanna spend the night with you," jungkook smiled. "your hair is beautiful. it makes
you look even more like an angel."

"are you implying that i didn't look like an angel before?"

"i- i just-"

"i'm playing, kookie," taehyung laughed, nose scrunching. "let's go home for the day. i'll get
the notes from my friends later, okay?"

"sounds good, baby," jungkook said, leaning in to whisper in the other's ear, "and then we can
put your hair to good use."

taehyung flushed red, smacking jungkook's arm. "you only ever think with your dick!"

"is that such a crime?" jungkook grinned.

 EASTER SPECIAL
Chapter Summary

EGGS!

"where are my fucking eggs."

"my god, tae, calm down. they're- they're just eggs-"

"no, jungkook. you don't understand! chocolate. eggs," taehyung growled, flipping the couch.
"yes! i found one!"

taehyung scoured the room as jungkook began to panic. taehyung was tearing the place
apart.

suddenly, a knock on the door took taehyung out of his animalistic trance. he ran over to the
door and whipped it open. there stood yoongi, jimin, hoseok, mr kim and his friend, namjoon.

jungkook sighed in relief. saved by the bell much.

"thank god you're here," jungkook said, almost completely out of breath. "help me fix-"

"let's find some fucking eggs!" jimin roared. hoseok hooted as jimin, hoseok and namjoon
followed taehyung on his quest to destroy the apartment.

jungkook thought he might cry. yoongi and mr seokjin stepped into the room, sighing heavily.
"they've been... very excited," seokjin heaved.

"i can see that..." jungkook frowned.

"oh, my god, your eye bags..." seokjin's eyes widened.

"what happened?" yoongi asked, rubbing his eyes. it seems he didn't sleep much either.

"he woke me up at 3:00am to look for eggs."

"i'd call that lucky," yoongi remarked. "jimin woke me up at midnight."

"christ," seokjin said. "well... why don't you go take a rest on the cou- what happened to the
couch?"

jungkook's eyes watered out of fear. "taehyung happened."

"we found more!" hoseok shouted from jungkook's bedroom.

"who hid them?" jungkook wanted to break down and sob.

taehyung rushed out of the room and grabbed jungkook by his collar. he shook him back and
forth as jungkook grasped taehyung's shoulders to ground himself.

"where are they?"

"where are what?" jungkook sobbed.

"the eggs! where are my eggs?"

his eggs? god, jungkook was going crazy. "i don't know-"

"how dare you tell me you don't know?"

"i don't-"

"taehyungie, it's okay," seokjin said, his soothing voice seemingly calming him down.
"maybe you just found them all?"

that strung him right back up again. taehyung snarled. "no! we couldn't have found them all!
wait, there's a clue..." taehyung trailed off, walking over to a picture on the wall.

the boy took down the little paper and unfolded it, reading it aloud. "it seems you've found
the eggs indoors. look outside to find some more. in the meadow some eggs lie. there you'll
find the last eggs that hide."

"yes! only a few more eggs and then we're complete!" jimin cheered.

"let's go, guys! the meadow's out back!" namjoon grinned, opening the door and running
outside.

jungkook and yoongi dropped to their knees. they folded their hands together and pleaded.
"help us clean! just this once! please, mr kim!"

"you know you can just call me jin outside of class, right?"
"that doesn't matter- please! just help us clean this once!"

"okay, okay. i'll do some tidying," jin complied, walking around the apartment and pushing
the couch back up. "there's broken glass, too? what are you feeding him?"

"i don't even know!" jungkook cried.

"here, sweep this up," jin said, handing yoongi and jungkook a vacuum and broom. "you can
decided who does what."

after an intense session of cleaning, they finally finished. they put their tools back where they
got them and plopped down on the couch together. the floors sparkled and the furniture was
beautifully vacuumed. the mysterious stains didn't go away, though.

"thank goodness," seokjin sighed, leaning back and placing his arms over yoongi and
jungkook's shoulders. "fini!"

jungkook's eyes widened. why was his teacher being so close? wait... he did sort of invite him
over, didn't he? he guessed it didn't matter. but before he could lie back to relax, the door
slammed open and in walked the disaster quad.

"we found them all," hoseok said, smiling.

"really? that's... great," yoongi chuckled in exasperation.

"so we're done!" jimin grinned, finding himself a cozy spot on yoongi's lap.

"sorry for tearing everything- woah... it looks really nice!" taehyung smiled, walking over to
jungkook and planting a kiss on his cheek. "thank you."
"don't thank him! i did most of the work!" jin frowned, crossing his arms.

"great job, jin! wanna watch a movie?" namjoon smiled.

"yeah, that'd be nice," jungkook said, reaching over for the remote. "if you look in the closet
there's probably a few bean bag chairs to sit on."

"yes!" hoseok jumped. "bean bag chairs! fuck yeah!" he ran over to the closet and dragged a
few out, using his power to lessen the weight.

"what movie?" jungkook asked.

"seriously?" jimin frowned.

"you really don't know what to pick?" taehyung added.

"it's a classic," yoongi scoffed.

"hop!" they all shouted.

"hop where?" jungkook screeched.

"no! the movie hop!" jin laughed, shaking his head. "c'mon, lets watch it."

"right! that's what i meant!" jungkook chuckled, flipping on the tv and sitting back to relax. it
was one hell of an easter, but it seemed to turn out nicely.
he had his best friends- basically his family- all together with him and he had chocolate to
munch on.

"oh, wait!" taehyung perked up. "before the movie we have to split the funds!" he reached
into his bag and poured the chocolate onto the floor.

guess this easter wasn't over just yet.

taehyung started to sort them into seven piles- one for each man- and pushed them to the
designated owners. everyone had their own pile that they picked up and sat on their laps. it
was perfect. taehyung was always perfect.

jungkook smiled, sitting back and popping a mini egg into his mouth. the movie started but
he couldn't keep his eyes off of taehyung. the boy who drove him crazy, but the boy he loved
most.

"happy easter, baby," he whispered into taehyung's ear.

and in reply, with the biggest and boxiest smile on his face, taehyung said,

"happy easter."
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"i haven't had sex in two weeks," jungkook moaned into taehyung's ear. "i'm gonna edge you
so fucking hard, you'll be crying for me to let you cum."

"look, i know i told you i'm always in the mood, but i'm driving, kook," taehyung rolled his
eyes, stopping at a red light. "five more minutes and then you get to claim this ass."

jungkook's eyes watered. "this really hurts, tae. can i at least whip it out right here?"

"ew! no! you'll ruin virgin pedestrian eyes!" taehyung scoffed. "like i said, five more minutes.
think about something else."

"like what? i'm so horny right now it hurts even more even- even if i think about food! you
know... that'd be pretty hot."

"what are you talking about now?" taehyung sighed, exasperated.

"i could, like, eat something off you."

"uhm, you could eat my ass? you aren't eating anything off of me. look, we're already at your
dorm."

"oh, my god! thank the heavens! c'mon, hurry, hurry, hurry, i need to stick my dick in
something and i want that something to be you." jungkook popped the car door open and
scurried into the building, up the stairs.

remember when i told you many chapters ago that demons weren't allowed in the angel
dorms? well, angels were allowed in the demons' for some god forsaken reason. demons
always got angry about that. they had been fighting to get joined boys dorms and girls dorms
to lessen the crimes on campus. it seemed that the ministry was starting to budge! but never
mind that! taehyung and jungkook had... more important things to do.

taehyung threw his head back as jungkook pushed him against the wall. he buried his face
into taehyung's neck and sucked, searching for the spot that drove his boyfriend crazy.

"s-stop, kookie. please, hurry up. just put it in," taehyung gasped.

"but i wanted to eat your ass," jungkook said between sucks.

"then hurry," taehyung moaned, lifting jungkook's chin to kiss him.

"wait." jungkook suddenly halted. "idea." he ran to his room leaving poor taehyung high and
dry, before coming back with a few tools in his hands.

"where did you get those from?" taehyung asked, unconsciously jerking himself.

jungkook moaned at the sight, but he wanted to play hard. "what do you think about a little
bdsm?" he smirked.

————

taehyung was slack. he couldn't move a muscle. he struggled as he was all tied up, and almost
felt like he couldn't breathe, but for some reason he liked it.

jungkook rubbed his dick between taehyung's ass cheeks, teasing the other as if he would
really put it in. he didn't feel like it quite yet.

he jerked himself between taehyung's thighs, sighing in euphoria.

smacking a hand across taehyung's ass, he flipped him over and smiled.

it was oddly romantic. all those months ago, jungkook dreamed of seeing taehyung like this.
he dreamed of the fucked out expression, the drooling and the crying. it was too much,
jungkook could cry.

"w-why are you smiling?" taehyung whined, a smile growing on his own face.

"i really love you."

"you can't get all vanilla on me now. that's for later," taehyung giggled, struggling to flick his
hair out of his eyes. he just wanted to see his boyfriend better.

"who's to say we can't be kinky and vanilla at the same time?" jungkook grinned, slowly
pushing himself into taehyung.

taehyung gasped at the feeling of the sudden intrusion.

jungkook moaned, "you need to relax. fuck, you're tight." his eyes glowed red, which means
taehyung couldn't move a muscle. "that's better."

taehyung's eyes were glassy. the feeling of being tied up and jungkook kissing him and
jungkook thrusting in and out- it was all too much. and too slow. he wished he could speak to
ask jungkook to speed up his thrusts- to make him feel good. but he could only take what he
was given. that made him feel even smaller. but he still liked it.

"baby, you're so good," jungkook moaned into taehyung's mouth. he continued to thrust
slowly, back and forth. it was almost painful, but jungkook suddenly pulled out.
a tear slipped down taehyung's face.

jungkook wanted to cum, but he didn't exactly want taehyung to cum just yet. he rubbed his
dick as taehyung watched through hooded eyes. he thrusted into his fist and soon, he was
cumming all down his hand. but then, he stuffed his dick back inside of taehyung.

taehyung's eyes blew wide. jungkook just cream pied him. he thought he might cum just
knowing that he was filling him up while fucking him dumb. suddenly, taehyung convulsed.
jungkook must have lifted the cease of control. he released an overdue, deafening moan.

jungkook winced as he thrusted into taehyung. yes, he just came and maybe the overstim
wasn't exactly the best idea on his part, but it was converting to pleasure in the highest
degree, and he was more than happy about that.

he threw his head back as he slammed himself into taehyung, desperate for another release.
leaning down, he wrapped his arms around taehyung and gripped his shoulders, allowing him
to slam himself even harder into his boyfriend.

"ah! kookie! you feel so- you feel so good!" taehyung cried, biting into jungkook's shoulder
to silence his moans. the knot in his stomach was getting to be too much to bear. he bucked
his hips onto jungkook's cock, feeling jungkook hitting his prostate head on. and he finally
released.

taehyung's back arched as cum flew out of his dick, completely untouched. it spurted across
his chest and painted jungkook's chest white as well.

jungkook groaned in taehyung's ear as the older clenched around his cock. and suddenly, he
was cumming, too.

"wow, you're so good," jungkook moaned, out of breath.

click.
————

how was it? ;)

if there were any mistakes in grammar or any spelling errors, don't be afraid to let me know! i
wrote this fairly quickly so there's sure to be a few issues lol

hope u enjoyed!

more drama to come

>:)
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Chapter Summary

uh oh drama

Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes

"did you hear that?" jungkook panted, suddenly alert. he pulled himself out of taehyung
slowly and opened the curtains, looking outside. he squinted in search of any movement, but
there was nothing...

"no? i didn't hear anything," taehyung said, trying to regain his breath. "did you really have to
stop?"

jungkook shook the thought away. after the whole sehun incident, he just became a little more
worried.

"stop being so paranoid," taehyung whined.

"i'm not! i really did hear something, but i guess it was just the wind..." jungkook turned
away, closing the curtains and walking back over to taehyung. "round two?"

taehyung moaned, "i like the sound of that."

____

"kook, kook! wake the fuck up!" yoongi's voice roared as jungkook was shaken awake. "get
up! you have to see this!"

jungkook groaned, rolling over and rubbing his eyes.

"ew, dude. put some pants on first."

jungkook rolled his eyes before ushering yoongi out of the room so he could get dressed.
hurriedly, he threw on whatever clothes he could find and scurried out of the room.

"well?" jungkook asked groggily. "what is it? what did you wake me up for that's so
important?"

yoongi grimaced, "come with me."

the two walked out of the apartment and down the stairs, cutting every corner they could
before they stepped outside. jungkook took in the scenery. it was a gorgeous day today, but
 yoongi seemed pretty frantic. the sight seeing would have to wait.

"look," yoongi said, pointing at the wall of the demon's apartment building.

then, jungkook saw it. "what the fuck..." he walked up to the wall and rubbed his eyes. "am i
actually fucking seeing this right?"

yoongi frowned. "yeah," he said.

jungkook was seething. "i can't believe some idiot fuck actually took a picture of me and
taehyung fucking. who the hell-"

"kook, please, relax-"

"no! who the fuck are you to tell me to relax? somebody just plastered pictures of me and
taehyung fucking all around campus and you expect me to just relax?" jungkook spat. he tore
down the picture and shoved it in yoongi's chest. "tell me, what does this say?"

"it says that there's more from where this came from," yoongi grimaced.

"fuck. exactly! who's out to get me this time? god, i'm so fucking tired of these idiots trying
to get at me. what did i do to them?"

"well... you might've fucked their girl."

"so what if i fucked their girl! shit happens! my god, we need to find the rest of these..."
jungkook trailed off, muttering to himself and running around the building, ripping down any
photos he could find.

yoongi felt uneasy. who could have done this? what happens if this person tries to get at him
and jimin next? he didn't want to think that way. yoongi dug his phone from his pocket and
quickly sent a text to jimin about the framing incident. "if there's any photos," he wrote,
"please tear them down. jungkook's pissed."

____

"wait, what?" taehyung nearly shrieked. "someone did what? jimin, tell me you're
joking, please."

"tae, i wish i could but... it's all here..." jimin frowned. the lump in his throat just kept
growing. he knew somebody was trying to tear jungkook and taehyung apart, he heard it all,
but what could he do? he didn't even know who lied to taehyung or who put up these photos.
for all he knew, it could have been a group effort.

there were so many questions but no answers. jimin didn't know what to do.

Chapter End Notes

sorry if the chapter wasn't that great :T i've been having some writers block lately and
school is messing up my schedule
i even slept in til 10 this morning! i never do that... my dog thought i was dead lmao
i hope u enjoyed this chapter anyway! i'll work hard to make the story even better!
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Chapter Summary

uh oh...

"did you see the pictures? i didn't even know taehyung swings that way," one girl giggled.

"but it was hot, right?" another girl added.

"i bet he'd let anyone fuck him," a boy snorted.

"some whore," said his friend.

jungkook grumbled as he walked through the school. he shot daggers at each and every kid in
their school.

"don't let them get to you, kook," yoongi said, patting jungkook's shoulder.

"easy for you to say when you're not the one with photos of you fucking literally everywhere.
fuck, who did this?"

yoongi frowned. he recalled what jimin had told him earlier but he didn't know if it was okay
to bring it up. he did anyway. "taehyung knows."

"what?" jungkook's eyes were filled with pure rage. "who is it,” he growled.
"woah, kook, please..."

jungkook sighed, "right, right, i'll calm down. but... do you know who it is?"

"i don't... but i know taehyung does."

“then let’s go find taehyung.”

————

“jimin, i told you that it’s nothing to worry about,” taehyung whisper shouted, continuing to
scribble down his answers from the questions on the chalk board.

“tae, your boyfriend is gonna be pissed. these pictures... he doesn’t tolerate shit like this.
please just tell me who did this,” jimin pleaded.

“it doesn’t matter! what’s done is done!” taehyung scoffed.

suddenly, the door to the class slammed open and jungkook stormed in. all the pencils
stopped scribbling and the teacher looked incredibly mad.

“jeon jungkook, what are you doing in my class?”

“shut up,” he growled, stomping up the steps, his eyes glowing red. the teacher’s mouth went
slack. “kim taehyung, who the fuck did this.”

the students trembled in fear as taehyung stood to his feet, hands on his hips. “don’t you raise
your voice at me,” taehyung spat. “i’m not happy about this either but it happened, alright?
and that’s that. now get the fuck out. you’re disrupting my class.”
jungkook’s eyes began to smoke. he was more than pissed and everyone in the classroom
knew not to mess with him when he’s that angry. his arms shook as he held himself back.

“i said,” taehyung started, “get the fuck out.”

and at that, jungkook couldn’t control himself. a blast of red engulfed him and taehyung as
the latter collapsed to the floor.

“who did this?” jungkook yelled, voice morphing and contorting into the most wicked of
evils. “fuck! who! it’s always you, tae. it’s always... it’s always...” and then the red died
down. jungkook collapsed to his knees as taehyung shakily got back up.

and then the unthinkable happened. jungkook started crying. hot tears rushed down his sheets
as he shook, crying into his hands. “why won’t you just make it easier for me?” he sobbed. “i
wish it were easier.”

taehyung wanted to scream. he wanted to stomp his feet and shout and yell but his heart got
the best of him. he shook his head and sighed, crouching down in front of his boyfriend.
“baby, look at me.”

jungkook slowly looked up, taehyung wiping his eyes.

“it was jennie,” taehyung whispered. “if you do anything stupid, i’ll kill you, you know that.”

i’ll kill her, jungkook thought. “as if you could,” he scoffed. “... ‘m sorry for making a
scene.”

“you should be,” taehyung frowned. jungkook’s doe eyes looked up at him, seemingly tearing
up again. taehyung sighed in defeat. “let’s skip for today. we can go home and talk, okay?”
“that sounds... good.”
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Chapter Summary

sorry for taking so long to update :<

i lost inspiration for a while

"are you okay...?" jungkook asked. taehyung had been silent the whole ride and he didn't
know what to do. he was an idiot earlier using his own power on taehyung like that. and then,
worst of all, he cried like a fool in front of everyone. if the pictures was bad, rumors of him
crying would be even worse.

"you want my honest answer?" taehyung asked, just above a whisper.

"yes." whatever it was, jungkook knew he probably deserved it.

"i'm really fucking pissed," taehyung said.

jungkook's gaze casted down as he fiddled with his hands. "i'm sorry."

"i know you are, but you betrayed my trust, kook. you're going to have to work really hard
for me to get it back. i just- i didn't think you would ever hurt me. but i'm stupid and naive."

"shit, you're not, baby! i just- i'm an idiot. i promise i'll never hurt you again. i just- i hate
being lied to. and i hate having things kept from me. it's no excuse, though. i'll- i'll leave you
alone."

taehyung frowned as the car slowed to a stop in front of jungkook's dorm. "you don't have to
leave me alone, kookie. you know i love you. you really hurt me, though, and it's gonna take
time to fix."
jungkook sighed, looking into taehyung’s eyes. “but i don’t know- i’m not sure if i can
change.”

taehyung’s lip quivered. “baby, you don’t have to change for me. i fell for you, jungkook. the
good and the bad. i love you just the way you are and you need to stop putting yourself
down.” he rested a hand on jungkook’s cheek. “i love you. so stop worrying.”

jungkook teared up, leaning forward and briefly kissing taehyung’s lips. “you’re too good to
me.”

“well nobody else fucks my ass as good as you, so...”

jungkook shook his head, laughing. “you’re too much sometimes, you know.”

“hmm, i could say the same thing about you.”

“well, i guess we’re gonna have to make this a competition, then.”

“oh, really?” taehyung challenged, opening the car door and bolting away.

jungkook followed suit after making sure the car doors were closed and locked, running after
the angel. “fuck you!” he laughed.

“you wish!” taehyung snorted, running straight into a tree and falling backwards. “ah, fuck.”

“shit! taehyung, are you okay?” jungkook asked frantically, his previous energy gone.
“damn it, ugh, yeah, i’m okay. just hurt a bit!” he giggled, massaging his nose.

jungkook finally relaxed, sitting in the grass beside taehyung. “you’re so stupid,” he giggled.

“mhm, but you love it,” taehyung smiled, eyes flashing blue.

“i sure do. god damnit, tae!” jungkook snorted.

“it’s just payback, baby,” taehyung smirked, pretending to flick his hair over his shoulder.

jungkook smiled, leaning in and pecking taehyung’s lips. when they parted, taehyung’s eyes
were filled with something a little bit more lustful. “kiss me, daddy.”

“you’re something else,” jungkook chuckled, leaning in again and slipping his tongue into
taehyung’s mouth. and then, they parted one last time. “wow, i really do love you.”
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