You’ve Become My Favorite Sin [9]
✷ Pairing: Jimin x reader | feat. Jungkook x reader and Yoongi x reader
✷ Setting: Angels and Demons au
✷ Ratings/Warnings: M for Mature, religious themes, language, violence
✷ Word Count: 3.7k
✷ Summary: When Jimin started questioning his place in the world as an angel, you took it upon yourself to show him the darker side of life. Suddenly, falling from grace doesn’t seem so bad.
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Jimin had been silent when _____ had shared her story with him. He felt like an idiot, on the verge of tears as she described heaven to him, a place he knew well himself, but that seemed so foreign at times in her story. She spoke of heaven as if it was someone she loved; someone she loved who broke her heart.
And when she had finished, tears fell from Jimin's eyes, and she merely stared back at him. He had been so embarrassed by his reaction to her story that he didn't say anything. He had averted his gaze as he wiped the tears from his face, and when he turned back to her she had moved behind her desk and was organizing some papers.
He should have told her that he would have stopped them. That he never would have let them take her wings from her. He should have said what he truly felt; that he would never let anything bad happen to her, not like Azazel, or he guessed Yoongi now, had. He should have said that he would never leave her. Because he wasn't Yoongi, he needed her to know that. He worried that she might think him the same, the only other male angel in her story since.
But he couldn't get the words to come out, and soon she was telling him that she would see him tomorrow, and then he was materializing on Earth, somewhere near Cameron's house.
Now, it was too late to tell her how he felt. To truly say aloud what he knew in his heart to be true; that she could rip the wings from his back and have them as her own. He would give her that, if it meant she would be happy.
He knew it was foolish, he wondered if she would do anything at all for him, let alone give a part of herself up, but he couldn't deny that this was how he felt. It was a strange feeling, when he had no prior experience with.
He wasn't sure how it had gotten to this point. Even as she described her Fall, it didn't scare him. He would have gladly fallen by her side, had he been made at that time. Every day it seemed he may Fall regardless, though he would stand alone in heaven. He wondered if she would comfort him the way Yoongi had her.
As he looked at her, he liked to think that she would.
Now, they walked side by side through a part of Hell Jimin had not been to before. _____ herself was not very familiar with it, but Jay had said there was a demon around here that might be able to help them with Dragas.
_____ had hesitated before telling Jimin he was a powers demon. He had to admit that he wasn't thrilled about coming face to face with a demon designed with the exact intent and purpose of ridding the universe of angels, but he would never say no to her. He wondered if she knew that. He wondered if that was why she asked.
Jay walked ahead of them, leading the way. He had said something about having powers demons as friends, but Jimin wasn't paying much attention as he looked around the courtyard. It was like a university, he realized. Darker, dirtier, but like the universities Cameron had been touring lately. A maze of buildings, teaming with life as the powers demons moved around.
Jay stopped in front of a door on the second floor of a large building and turned to look at Jimin and _____ before knocking. It was a coded knock, two quick raps, a pause, and then a third. Jimin could tell _____ was saving the information, as she mimicked the knocks with her fist by her side. He wondered if she had a reason to remember that knock or if she just wanted to be thorough.
The lock on the door clicked, causing the door to creak open, and for a moment Jimin considered that perhaps this was a trap. Perhaps, Jay had figured out that Jimin was an angel, and he had brought him here to kill him. He looked at _____ out of the corner of his eyes, and tried to remind himself that she had asked him to come today. He was pretty sure that she wouldn't do anything to put him danger.
Then again, maybe she was in on this, and he had let himself fall victim to a demon after all.
No, she wasn't like that, he was sure. So he followed her into the room and tried not to seem too relieved when he was greeted with what looked like a motel room in need of maid service instead of the murder room he had imagined in his prior anxiety.
A demon emerged from a smaller room, and again Jimin worked to maintain his composure. The demon was bigger than most that he had interacted with, and he tried not to think about the fact that he had to look up at him.
It was impossible not to immediately look at his eyes. One was glamoured to look human, a dark brown color, nothing to really pay attention to, but the other was demonic, a black hole filled with nothingness.
Jimin realized he was staring, when the powers demon meet his gaze, and he tried to look away as casually as possible.
"Fucking angel," the demon said, and Jimin tensed, almost reaching for _____'s hand on instinct. "Got me in the eye with a heavenly blade, and I haven't been able to glamour it since."
"Looks bad ass," Jay said, taking a seat at a small table in the corner of the room.
The demon shook his head, before turning his attention to _____. "Jay said you have a blade of your own to deal with."
"Yes," she started, moving further into the room. "Dragas got his hands on one and we've heard rumors there's angel magic in the underworld as well. We can't let him get his hands on it."
"You know who has the angel magic?"
She nodded her head. "A demon named Taehyung. Have you heard of him?"
"No, but I have a feeling that's not what you really want to ask me."
“Jay said you might be looking to retire."
The demon smiled at this, running his hand through his light brown hair as he did so. "I'm not interested in finding out what happens the next time I come in contact with a heavenly blade."
"Me neither," she said. "How does being a demon of dominion sound for your next career move?"
"It sounds like you're promising things you have no right to promise."
"Me and the boss figured it out," Jay spoke up, spinning a knife on the table. "Anyone who kills Dragas becomes the demon for that dominion."
"So, you want me to kill Dragas?"
"It doesn't have to be you," she said. "I'll be more than happy to rid the underworld of him, Jungkook has already asked me if he could several times."
"Well then Jungkook would be the Demon of Greed, not me."
"True, but whoever kills him will give the dominion to you, on my authority."
"And why would Jungkook give up that power?" the demon asked, pouring a glass of a dark brown substance, Jimin wasn't familiar enough with to identify.
"He's a good dog, Namjoon" Jay laughed, earning a glare from _____.
Namjoon seemed to consider this for a moment, before turning to look at Jimin. "And you, the quiet one. If you killed Dragas you would give up your new found power just because _____ asked you to."
Jimin looked over at _____, though he already knew the answer. He would do anything for her. "Yes."
"Interesting," he poured another glass, and handed it to _____. "Do you torture your dogs often?"
"Only when they ask," Jay spoke up, earning a glare from _____.
"I'm about to in a moment, if Jay doesn't remember his manners."
"Namjoon's one of us now, we don't need manners."
Namjoon laughed at this. "I don't think Jay was tortured enough."
"I agree."
Jay smiled at this, wrapping an arm around _____. "I wasn't tortured at all. None of the dogs are."
"Interesting," Namjoon said, before taking a sip of his drink. "It seems to be an effective method, if the quiet one and Jungkook would do whatever you asked, even once they had the same amount of power as you."
"The quiet one is named Jimin," she said, before motioning to Jay. "And this one would do the same. I only surround myself with people I trust."
"Do you trust me?" Namjoon asked, motioning to her untouched drink. "You could prove it."
_____ looked down at the glass. "Will you help me take down Dragas in exchange for your retirement?"
"Will I live long enough to see retirement if I do so?"
"You know I cannot promise you that."
"No, but a little optimism would be nice."
She smiled at this, picking up her drink as she did so. "I think we'll make a great team," she said before taking a sip.
Jimin fought the urge to rush to her side, and ensure that the drink was safe. He knew she was stronger than him, she could handle herself, but ever since Gaki had removed her jacket, he had been even more on edge than usual. He should have stopped Gaki, he didn't want to say the same thing about Namjoon.
"I agree," Namjoon smiled, before raising his glass in mock toast. "To taking down a demon for my own personal gain and your own."
When you materialized in your office a few hours after meeting with Namjoon, you immediately turned to Jimin. You hadn't been able to stop thinking about what he had said. With Jay, off on Earth tempting the masses, you couldn't stop yourself from voicing what you had only dared think for the last few weeks.
"Did you mean it?" You asked, stepping towards Jimin. "When Namjoon asked if you would kill Dragas, did you mean it?"
Jimin blushed at this, looking down at his feet. It made your heart flutter in a way you weren't sure was possible until recently. You wanted to reach out to him, but you stood your ground for fear that he had only said what he said to blend in.
"Would you kill him for me?" you asked, your voice quieter than before.
"Yes," Jimin whispered back.
"Why would you do that for me?" you asked, stepping even closer to him. "That's not part of your contract, you don't have to do that."
"I know," he said looking back up at you. "I would do it though."
"Your soul-"
He shook his head at this. "I don't care. I can't let him kill you."
"But you cried at my story. It scared you."
His forehead furrowed at this. "I wasn't scared," he said.
"Maybe you should be."
He shook his head and closed the distance between the two of you. For a moment you let yourself believe that he was going to kiss you, but you had learned better than to expect that at this point. Jimin was good and he had no intentions of changing that.
Even saying he would kill Dragas meant nothing more than you were the lesser of two evils. Angels were to rid the world of demons, it was a war that had existed for much of eternity. Even if it made your heart cry out with joy, you couldn't get your hopes up.
Jimin was good.
"I am not afraid of you or what you have been through," he said, reaching for your hand. "Maybe I should be, but I am not. I couldn't stop heaven, I couldn't stop Yoongi, I could stop Gaki, but I will not let Dragas hurt you. Do you understand?"
You nodded your head, looking down at where his hand intertwined with yours. You pushed your hopes down again, but it was harder as you felt his thumb caress the back of your hand.
"Do you know what scares me?" He asked, causing you to meet his eyes again.
"Namjoon," you smiled, teasing him for the way he seemed to shrink beside you once the powers demon appeared.
He laughed at that. "Yeah, kind of, but that wasn't what I was thinking."
"What were you thinking, angel?"
"I'm scared that I would do anything for you."
"I don't think killing Dragas is a sin. They'd probably give you a medal."
He shook his head. "No, they don't give awards. It breeds pride."
"My mistake," you reply with a laugh.
"I'm serious."
"No medals; I believe you."
He shook his head. "No, I mean I would do anything."
"Oh."
"Oh?"
"What do you want me to say?"
He sighs, bringing his free hand up to run through his blond hair. "I don't know. You've been saying a number of things to me since we met, and now you have nothing to say?"
"I was under the impression that you were upset by the things I said."
He shook his head, and pulled his hand away from you. "I don't know, I guess I started to miss it."
You reached back out for his hand, pulling it close to you. "I've been cruel?"
"No," he said, his eyes flicking down to your lips for a brief moment.
You smile at this, bring his hand up to your lips, and placing a kiss to the back of it. "Do you pray for me, angel?"
He smiles back at this. "I don't know where I would begin."
"Hey, daddy, it's me, your baby boy."
He frowns at this, but you can't wipe the smile from your face. You let your heart fill with hope as you look back at him.
"I've been very bad with this demon friend of mine."
"I'm sure he'd love that," Jimin deadpanned.
"Oh yeah, haven't you head? He's a big fan of mine."
"Is that so?"
You nod your head, before stepping closer to Jimin removing all space between the two of you. You can feel the way his heart beats inside of his chest at this distance and you think for a moment that yours might be beating at the same exact pace.
"I want to do bad things to you, baby boy. Don't you remember?"
"Yes," he breathed.
"And you?"
He blinked back at you, his mouth parting slightly, but no words coming out.
"Do you want to sin with me? I fear there's no going back if you do."
"I thought I made it clear that I would do anything for you," he said, his voice a low whisper.
You smiled at this, leaning in towards his ear. "Then take what you want, baby boy. I'm yours."
"I-"
"Yes?" You move back to look up at him, and smile at how innocent he looks in this moment. So innocent, yet so ready to give himself to you, his demon.
He was silent for a moment, the sound of your own heart beating so loudly in your ears, you hoped he couldn't hear it. "I don't know what to do," he admitted.
"No? You haven't dreamt of this moment? Because I have."
Your smile grows larger as his ears turn red at this, his gaze darkening at the same time.
"I think about you all the time."
"And what do you think about?"
His eyes flicker down to your lips again. You decide that toying with him any longer would be torture to both of you, so you reach up, your hand softly touching the back of his neck, and pull him into a kiss.
He's hesitant at first, and you try to hold back from devouring him as you have wanted since the moment he walked into that club. But then he's kissing you back, a little sloopily, which you can't help but smile at, and you give into the passion you feel for him. His arms wrap around you tightly, holding you close, almost as if he fears you will slip away from him. The feeling of being in his arms, your lips against his, is euphoric, and for a moment you let yourself think that this is what heaven felt like at one time.
When you force yourself to pull away from him, he's breathing heavily and looking at you as if you hold the world in your hands. You think you might be looking at him exactly the same way.
You move to kiss him again, when you sense someone about to materialize in the room. You remove yourself from his embrace, straightening yourself out, just in time for Jungkook to materialize in the office. He looks between the two of you, his eyes flicking to your lips and then back up to you, with a raised eyebrow.
"We found Taehyung," he starts, a smirk on his face. "We can deal with that later though, if you prefer."
You glare at him for this. "No, we need to end this now."
You reach for Jimin's hand, Jungkook's smirk deepening at the movement, and then you're dematerializing from the room.
Jimin realizes that he is supposed to be focused right now. He is the one after all that Taehyung got the feathers from, so it's his job to ensure they've correctly identified the demon. But all he can think about is the way _____ felt pressed against his body and how he wants it to happen again. As quickly as possible.
Jungkook had them materialize outside of Gaki's dominion, as to avoid being seen, but the side effect of such a move, is that they have been walking for a very long time, and the need in Jimin's chest has not subsided.
_____ kept looking over at him, clearly aware of the things running through the angel's mind, and it only added fuel to the fire he felt. He needed to be as far away from her as possible if he was get anything accomplished.
Jungkook stops outside of a small house in the middle of an empty field and knocks. He looks back at Jimin just as the door to the house opens, revealing the demon the angel gave his feathers too.
"What the fuck? How did you get here, angel?"
And it's then that Jimin realizes they have messed up. Of course, Taehyung would be confused to see Jimin in hell. And of course he knew what he was. And as Jimin turns to look at _____, he realizes that she is staring at Jungkook, who is staring at Jimin in turn.
"That's how you knew who had the angel feathers," he says, after what feels like hours to Jimin but was likely only a slightly longer pause of silence than normal.
"Jungkook," _____ started. "we will talk about this later, but right now, I need to talk to him."
"Me?" Taehyung questions, as _____ points at him. "Why me?"
"A demon wants me dead, and you might be the only one in Hell who currently has the power to do so."
"Not true," Jungkook interjects. "you've been keeping the other one at your side or at mine."
"Not now," she hisses back at him, her gaze firm and dark in a way Jimin had never seen.
"I'm not going to give you the feathers. I did a job and got paid."
"Give me those feathers, and you can have twice as many once I ensure my safety," _____ said, moving closer to Taehyung.
Jungkook snorted at this. "If he hasn't fallen by then."
"Leave," she said, turning quickly towards the principality demon. "Leave or get me killed, your choice."
"Don't be dramatic," he responded, with an eye roll. "If you cared about your life, you wouldn't have him in Hell every fucking day just to fulfill some fucking fetish you have for your past life."
"Enough," Jimin spoke up, finally feeling bold enough to stand up to the demons. "We came here to do a job, not fight."
"Oh, now you're big and bad cause you got fucked?"
"Leave," _____ roared, smoke swirling around her hands, as she forced Jungkook's body rigid. "Go home and lick at your wounds, bunny. I do not have time to coddle you."
Jimin's eyes widened as he watched Jungkook try and fight against _____'s power, but to no avail. His body continued to tense against his will, the smoke around _____ growing larger as her eyes turned pitch black. Jimin stood frozen, looking at the two unsure of what to do. He briefly remembered Taehyung, and checked to ensure he hadn't left, only to find him looking as shocked as Jimin was sure he did.
"Fuck you," Jungkook managed to spit out, his own eyes turning completely black, showing that he was using power, despite it having no effect on her.
He wasn't exactly sure what willed him forward, but Jimin was reaching out to her before he could stop himself. "_____," he said softly. "it's okay."
And then she was turning to look at him, and though her eyes were darker than any night sky he had ever seen, he could see it. Her anger, her sadness, her fear, they were all there, and maybe that's what made him intertwine their fingers. Soon the smoke that surrounded her dissipated and Jungkook gasped loudly for air behind them.
As soon as _____'s eyes were glamoured again, she turned back to Taehyung as if nothing had happened. Not acknowledging Jimin or Jungkook behind her.
"What do you want for the feathers?"
"Anything?" he asked, a slight fear in his eyes. Jimin wondered if the same fear was in his or Jungkook's, though he dare not turn around to check the principality demon.
"Anything," she said.
"I'm nothing in Gaki's dominion, make me a archdemon of lust and you can have the feathers."
"Done," she said, reaching her hand out to shake Taehyung's. "I'll come and get you when everything is in order, and until then do not tell anyone about our deal."
He pulled the feathers out of a small bag strapped to his chest. "Business and a show. I cannot wait to live in your dominion."
"Don't get used to it," she said, passing the feathers back to Jimin. "We fight like this once a decade, so you'll have to wait another ten years for him to piss me off."
"Piss you off? You piss me off," Jungkook finally spoke up, earning a side-glance from _____.
"Every decade?" Jimin asked as he and _____ turned to walk towards Jungkook.
"Like fucking clockwork," she grumbled, before reaching for his hand and taking them home.
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