#i decided a while ago i want him to have a mullet cuz i saw another artist give him one

[freaky-flawless]

Holt calls him "Neighthan Hot"

(ID in Alt)

[peaches-of-1]

Demon AU: 666 So Fresh- Chapter 5

Back to the main crew. What will they do after their shopping spree and Jungkook’s invitation to come see him perform?

No major warnings for this chapter that I can think of, but you can always let me know if there’s something you need me to tag!

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Zula, Yoongi, and Tae decided to dress monochrome based on all they’ve bought. Yoongi slid on a dark pair of jeans, a light blue shirt, and a pleather jacket with studs on it, blue suede boots to match and complete the look. He looked in one of the mirrors still stained with lipstick and rustled his hair.

“I think I’ll be dying my hair soon.” He said to Taehyung who was having trouble deciding which shade of pink shorts to go with his rose covered Gucci top.

His curious brown eyes looked at the other for a moment, “What color are you going for?”

“Maybe blonde, or I’ll go completely white. The darker ones go better.”

Wrath’s Demi-Spawn nodded and went to return the lighter pair of shorts to his closet. Zula slightly bumped into him for a moment, and they shared awkward smiles and laughter before moving on. Heat tickled their cheeks.

She had decided on a pretty simple outfit which relied on accessorizing and her makeup skills to make complete. Dark purple plaid leggings with a light purple collared crop top with long sleeves that stuck out of a lavender crop with short sleeves and regular purple knee-high heeled boots. Her lips would become a dark mauve once her eyeliner was done. All three leaned in the clearest mirror to do the perfect eyeliner.

Yoongi was the first to finish. He had hundreds of years experience doing it, so the process was never that long for him anymore. Tae only needed a little to define his eyes the way he liked, so Zula was left focusing on the perfect wing.

She rolled her eyes, “I don’t know why you guys are trying so hard. It’s just a college bar.”

Yoongi put his feet up on the coffee table, “Some of my best takings have been from trust fund kids with nothing to do. They trust you more if you look like a fancy drug dealer.”

Zula couldn’t argue against that. She added some glitter to her eyes and decided how dark the purple on her lips should be. Taehyung watched and let his mind wander back to the boy whose concert they were going to see tonight. Jungkook. He didn’t seem like a bad guy, but he was worried that he liked the same girl as him. He knew if he went up against the human wanting her heart, he’d lose.

“Do you like him?” Tae asked out loud.

He recalled how familiar he had been to her and how she didn’t push him away. The man had hugged her. Scratching his mullet, he remembered how much his heart had flared up when the other dark haired boy had caught her hand that she didn’t yank away. That obviously meant she didn’t dislike his touch, that she liked him.

“The boy we’re going to watch. Do you like him?” He asked again.

Zula turned and squinted her eyes at him, “No? He’s nice and all, but he’s just someone who exists in my slice of reality.” She faced the mirror again for final touches. “I only wanna go cuz he asked and people talk about his voice all the time.”

Yoongi picked out his earring, “Didn’t know you were the type to follow hype.”

“Need to know if it’s legit or not.” Zula grabbed a purse to go with her outfit and off they zoomed to the bar.

Bass shook the walls even before they knew the tune. It was a popular song, so knowing it was unavoidable. The three beautiful faces entered the bar and were met with chattering 20 year-olds and some alumni.

They chose a booth to sit at. Jungkook saw her and waved, a huge smile on his face. Zula wasn’t expecting him to come over and greet her.

“Zula! I’m so glad you actually came!”

She shrugged, “Wanted to see if the girls on social media were right to be crazy ‘bout you.”

“Ah, they’re too nice. You look great by the way.” His eyes searched the faces of the men behind her, “Who are these guys?”

“My friends. Boys, this is Jungkook, the one that gave me the flier.”

They shook hands and introduced themselves using their real names. Jungkook asked how the two knew Zula. It’s not as if they could tell this guy the truth, so she said they met at the park just a few days ago. Yoongi joined in saying his dog Holly ran away while she was petting him and Tae ended up catching him. They just grew close from there.

He seemed to buy it and told them to take a seat and that he’d be on stage in 10 minutes. So the three sat down and ordered some drinks. Whiskey for Yoongi, beer for Taehyung, and sparkling pineapple juice is what Zula wanted.

“I don’t drink.” was her reply to their questioning looks.

Their drinks were delivered as soon as Jungkook got onto the stage. He shook the hair out of his face and used his hand when that didn’t work.

“Hey, everyone, I’m Jungkook. The usual voice is sick, so I’ll be taking his place until he gets better. He then looked back at the two members of the band.

The music began and he closes his eyes he two-handed the mic. His voice was a lot higher than Zula had expected it to me based on his speaking voice. It had a very airy aspect to it as he sung the lyrics.

When I was fifteen years old, I had nothing The world was too big and I was small Now I can’t even imagine now I was scentless and completely empty I pray

When he was done, people applauded. He did two more songs, sometimes smiling or looking at Zula. Sometimes she’d be talking to to the other guys, laughing. Other times, they would talk into her ear to be heard over the music. Then his set was over.

Jungkook went past a bunch of fans to sit in the booth with Zula, grabbing a water bottle first. He was feeling really hot all of a sudden.

“So, Zula, what did you think?” He asked, eager for an answer.

“It’s good. You’ve got a nice voice. Social media girls were right.”

Jungkook laughed, “Thanks! I’m really glad you liked it.”

Tae wanted to put his arm over Zula and tell the guy to get lost. He couldn’t. He wasn’t her boyfriend, he had absolutely no claim to her. It pissed him off when they chattered about what they had in common. College, teachers, classes. Tae quietly simmered as he listened to their conversation.

They talked about their classes and their finals. Then Jungkook looked up on stage where people were now singing karaoke. He asked if she wanted to sing with him. Yoongi answered for her, and the two college kids went to stage to sign up. Taehyung wasn’t happy.

“You should say something sooner rather than later, or frat bro McGee’s gonna debutante you for the rest of your life...so literally forever.”

He bit his lip, “I’m not sure…”

A pale hand slapped the table, “Then get sure.”

Music soft as a rose started and Jungkook began to sing. Neither of the boys paid much attention until Zula sang with her full voice. They had only heard her sing softly in the car with the radio covering most of her words.

She was always confident in a sort of awkwardly sweet way, but never did they expect her to do this sort of thing so well. The song was called, “I’m in Love”. Zula was not shy at all even singing such a mushy song with him. Her voice was so powerful and passionate. “Geudaeneun neomu areumdabjyo~” Their voices ended in perfect harmony.

Yoongi smiled in awe. Tae clenched his fists. Applause when they finished. They held hands and took a boy before he tried to kiss her. She pushed him off of her and stared at him in disgust. He mumbled an apology as she grabbed her purse and told the guys they were leaving.

They didn’t argue with that as she was already halfway out the door when they got to their feet. Even though she was upset, Tae couldn’t help but smile. Zula rejected Jungkook straight up. It put a pep in his step as they hurried to catch up with her.

Jungkook stood there, watching her leave with the two men that weren’t him. The next duo politely asked him to leave the stage, and he did. He ran to apologize to Zula again, to properly state his feelings. He called after the beautiful brown girl with black curls bouncing aggressively with each step. She whipped around and he stumbled back as if pushed back by some force. The gold of her eyes was unexpected. Her hair now seemed to levitate around her body.

“Why the Hell did you kiss me, you bastard? I never said that was something you were allowed to do!” She yelled at him.

“We-we were having a moment--” Jungkook explained. “I just thought--”

Her eyes almost seemed like flames, “You were having a moment! It was not something we shared, Jungkook. You just made up your own little fantasy and forced it upon me, and that is not ok!” She took a step forward.

Jungkook was pushed back a few inches, “But I like you so much that I thought my heart would perish if I didn’t do something then!”

“THEN FUCKING PERISH!” She moved to lift her hands, but Yoongi moved quickly.

He grabbed both hands and held them behind her back and used his now free hand to cover her eyes and pull her back against his shoulder. Quickly, he placed his lips near her ear. “Mitescere tu, Zula. Mitescere tu. Sit daemon requiem.” He hissed in a chant until her body relaxed against him.

It sounded like Italian or Latin to the bystander. Wait, did he just. “Did you say demon?”

Yoongi released his tight hold on her, “Nope.” he lied.

Zula’s eyes were now back to their normal hazel coloring, no gold in sight. Her body was frighteningly still. Yoongi told Tae to hold her. She lay heavily on his side, face buried in his arm.

“What’d you do to her?” The human asked as he got up. “What did you say?”

“I just saved your life. Mortals don’t know manners, do they?” He sighed. “Anyways, Jungkook, if you ever see any of us again, it’d be better if you pretended not to know us. Also, never ever communicate with Zula again.”

They started to walk away, Tae asking if it was ok to hold her around the waist or if the shoulders were better in trying to keep her mostly upright.

Confusion washed over all his senses as they took her from him, “Y-you can’t do that!”

“Goodbye, Jungkook.” Her voice rang out clearly even though her body heavily relied on Tae.

Yoongi told mullet boy to sit in the back with she-demon. He then got in the driver’s seat and took a huge breath. It had been a while since he Hid so many people and also Settled a demon. He’d be fine soon, just needed food. He drove until he saw the two golden arches that never let him down.

“Really?” Tae asked, “McDonalds?”

“It’s a bunch of food for cheap. Also, the employees don’t get paid enough to care.”

Taehyung looked down at the resting head on his shoulder. His boozy stomach growled, but he didn’t want to move right now. Yoongi noticed and got his order before heading in.

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