imagine angel!kook who got cast out of heaven for loving angel!mc more than he loved god and as punishment god sent mc back to earth as a human to be reborn and fallen angel/demon!kook scours the earth to find her/them
like this has been in my inbox for the longest time and i started it, then forgot about it and then i thought it was perfect for halloween :3
A Tale of Two Sinners
The Creator has worked hard to separate you from your past life as an angel, but the devil works harder to get you back - and Jungkook wasn't going to stop, even if it meant wreaking havoc.
Word Count: 13.432
Warning: blood, multiple character deaths, suicide attempt/self-harm, blood drinking/rituals, fallen angel jungkook/mc, now devil jungkook lmao, manipulation, oral sex, nipple sucking, unprotected sex, possessive jungkook, creampie, jungkook is a real yearner, praising, body worship, overstimulation,
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Your body is at ease as you swim, the cool water running through your hair. The river is empty - as it usually is at this time of night. This was one of the main reasons why you often swam underneath the stars instead of out in the sun like others. You enjoyed your peaceful swim while the world around you slept, nothing but the thunderous roars of the waterfall to keep you company.
You would hum to yourself as you floated, your eyes watching the way the stars appear to sparkle in the night sky. The moon shined extra bright tonight, you realized, and it always brought you great satisfaction to watch it. At night, you could come outside and not be afraid of what it brings - you couldn’t be seen by those who weren’t there, unlike during the day.
Your ears catch the soft sound coming from your right and instantly, you snap your head to see who was there. Your eyes soften and your beating heart begins to tame at the sight of the black feline watching you curiously with emerald eyes.
It takes you a moment to reach the being and you were surprised that it hadn’t run away as you grew closer, dripping wet. You kneeled down by it, the cat seated right next to your discarded clothing. “Hello.” you murmur to the cat, bringing a finger to stroke along its head. “What are you doing out here all alone?”
You sit onto your legs as you continue to pet the cat, it purrs almost as loud as the waterfall. You smile softly at it, the feline so small and kind unlike most animals that lurk in the dark.
“Are you hungry? I might have some fish at home…” you speak to the feline as if it can respond back to you, but it does in it’s own way, meowing softly to you. “...I’ll take you home with me.”
You begin to dress back into your clothing, the cloth fabrics sticking to your wet skin. You then pick the cat up into your arms, holding it close to your chest like a baby as you begin to walk through the forested area.
You hum to yourself as you walk down the familiar bath to your home where your parents and siblings resided, all asleep. You often were awake at night to venture out and explore the area as it was forbidden for you to do so during the day. You would question why you could never do such a thing - your siblings had, but your questions were left unanswered at times. You’ve stopped questioning why your parents did what they did and instead decided to appreciate the night for what it was worth.
You hear a twig snap from behind you and stop in your tracks. You’ve never heard such a thing before - you were always alone when you ventured out at night. However, as you slowly turn to the sound, your ears begin to hear low growls.
Your heart stops at the sight of what appears to be like a man, but isn’t. The being is tall and appears to have a muscular build, but it is the beings face that frightens you to your core. His eyes appear completely black, followed by a dark liquid pooling from its eyes and mouth. It’s appearance in total is monstrous, pale ghostly skin that wrinkles its entire face and arms and large horns growing from its forehead.
Your feet act before you could think as soon as the monster lunges at you. You hold the feline tightly against your chest as you run through the forest towards your home, your heart beating out of your chest. Tears begin to form into your eyes as realization kicks in - you surely weren’t going to outrun this creature.
The growling grows even louder behind you, followed by the heaviness of the creature’s marching feet running after you. You begin to struggle with the cat in your arms as it tries it's hardest to break free of your grip. You stumble as you feel it slightly scratch at your skin, knocking off your balance and causing you to fall down. Your body tumbles right into the cool dirt, the earthy scent immediately hitting your senses.
Your body instantly goes to shield yourself from the monster upon falling, the tears now falling freely down your cheeks. Between the shield you have made from your arms, you witness the black cat in front of you, hissing at the creature. Its back is arched and defensive.
You begin to sob as your eyes reach the monster once more as he grows closer and closer to you.
You catch sight of the cat, your eyes widening when slowly its figure begins to form that of a small feline, to a man. You swallow back your gasp of surprise, your arms falling from your face to watch the man in front of you now.
“Get back, demon.” the man warns, his hands glowing as the monster comes closer. Your heart pumps loudly when the man speaks again. “Damn you.”
You watch in disbelief as the man raises his glowing hands and begins to fight off the monster, sending what appears to be balls of fire its way. It pierces through the monster's skin, black matter pooling from its wounds. You clasps your hands onto your ears as the monster begins to shriek, a murderous scream roaring throughout the once quiet forest. Your eyes snap shut, praying to the heavens above to get you out of this situation alive.
“You shouldn’t be here.”
Even though your words are true, you cannot help the smile that forms onto your lips when the man arrives before you. He’s glowing, as are you, and his dark eyes are bright when they reach your own. The shining Halo above his head appears to be shining even brighter as he comes into your view. His dark hair is longer, you note, sitting a few inches above his shoulders in soft waves that bounces when he walks.
Jungkook was a handsome man - one of the Makers greatest creations. He’s tall, towering above you with such strength and grace. His white and gold robe sways as he walks and he clasps both hands together and offers you a curt bow.
“And why should I not?”
Jungkook’s smile causes your heart to jolt a bit, his teeth flashing at you. He has small dimples that form and his dark eyes twinkle your way.
“You have duties, do you not?” you attempt to not appear as if you’re far too enthralled with the man. “Our maker would not like it if you go against your duties.” you say. “Again.” you add with a bit of a giggle.
Jungkook was one of the Maker’s favorites and it was growing evident by just how much he was allowed to do. Or not to do.
Jungkook didn’t always obey the rules and possibly that’s why you find yourself far too enthralled with the man.
“The maker will be fine with me checking up on you, would he not?” Jungkook takes a step forward, his feet sliding against the marble floor. “As your superior. I’m just ensuring that you are finding your own duties manageable.”
You weren’t a superior like Jungkook. Your duties weren’t the same as his. You didn’t leave the Heavens often. You found enjoyment in the bright and cloudy serene that was the Heavens.
“My duties are manageable.” you nod your head. “There isn’t much to do in the Heavens on days such as this. I’ve managed to answer a few prayers.”
Jungkook finds that you’re entirely too beautiful for him to handle at times. You speak about your duties - answering petty prayers from the Humans below. The Maker calls them his “greatest creations” though Jungkook believes they are extremely flawed. They caused far too many wars and destruction, yet the Maker doesn’t allow him to flood Humanity entirely and start anew.
Oh well, Jungkook thinks.
Being a superior being wasn’t easy. He was at the Maker’s side whenever needed - which only took time away from you. The sweet little angel with bright eyes and a shining halo.
“Sire…?”
Jungkook blinks a few times when he hears your voice once more.
“You do not need to call me that, Y/N.” Jungkook offers another soft smile. “My name is just fine.”
“It feels far too casual.” your body warms at the thought of calling Jungkook by his name. “It would surely cause questions.”
Jungkook waves your response off. He takes a few steps closer to you, raising a hand so it gently caresses your cheek. “I do not trouble myself in listening to others. You shouldn’t either.” he murmurs, your soft skin radiating such warmth. “I have a gift for you.”
“A gift?” your eyes widen a bit. “I cannot accept.”
Jungkook knows this. You weren’t a superior being such as him and a gift from him would be wrong. The Makers had set these rules in place and you could not go against it.
“You can.” Jungkook insists. His hand drops from your cheek and he lifts it just so you can see what appears out of thin air right in the palms of his hands. “And you will. Assure that no one finds it.”
The amulet shimmers in his palm. It’s gold - shiny metal that has not a hint of blemish. He holds out the amulet for you to see better. It’s round and right of the center of it you notice carvings that you cannot yet make out. “Turn around.”
You do as you’re told, hypnotized by Jungkook’s soft voice. He proceeds to place the amulet around your neck, the cool material feeling amazing against your warm skin - skin that gets even warmer as you sense Jungkook right behind you.
“I do not know how to thank you, Sire-” you swallow. “Jungkook.”
“There is no need.” Jungkook’s hand brushes against the back of your neck until he reaches your shoulder. He gently pushes you to turn around to face him once more. “A beautiful amulet for a beautiful angel.”
You feel as though you’re burning, a feeling you are not accustomed to. The Heavens are not warm - they never will be. Yet, you cannot understand why being so close to Jungkook has your skin prickling with sweat.
“What would happen if the Maker finds out?” you question, your voice in a hushed whisper. “Gifts are not permitted. Nor is…” You don’t have to say what you’re thinking as Jungkook knows.
The man places a hand onto your cheek once more. This time his thumb traces your lips.
“What the Maker does not know will not hurt either of us.” Jungkook murmurs. “Nor would I allow any harm to come towards you. You have my word, Y/N.”
You’re stiff when Jungkook comes closer to you - so close that you notice even his own body is warm. Warmer than your own.
Before you have the chance to speak, Jungkook’s lips are on your own. They’re softer than you even imagined them to be and instantly, you allow the man to hold you close against his body as his mouth dances on yours. The forbidden acts frighten you, but not enough to push him away.
Unaware how long you’ve been in this fetal position, your head finally lifts from the ground. Your ears cannot make out any sound. Silence - complete and utter silence. Your heart is nearly racing outside your chest as your eyes scan the surrounding area for any more creatures.
“The demon is dead.”
Your head snaps to the sound of the voice. The man you recall witnessing earlier - the same man that was once in the form of a cat. His skin is pale and his eyes are dark instead of the once emerald color. Your mouth goes dry and you’re unsure what in the world to say - or how to react.
“I am not a threat to you.” the man speaks once more as if sensing your hesitation. “My name is Yoongi.”
“Yoon…you’re a cat?” your soft voice cannot help but question. Your head begins to hurt at the entirety of the situation. “I-I almost died.” you murmur.
Yoongi blinks. You were going through an abundance of emotions all at once. He allows you to sit and have your mind wander for a moment, your damp body only appearing to become muddy in the dirt.
“I’m a shapeshifter.” Yoongi deadpans.
Your hands dig into the ground to push yourself upwards. Swallowing, you finally meet his gaze once more, your eyes wide with curiosity. “A shapeshifter?” you murmur. “My mother has told me stories of…shapeshifters but-”
“You never assumed they were real?” Yoongi finishes your sentence, an obvious thought that any human would have. “We are.”
You were covered in dirt now, your time in the waterfall a complete waste of time. You begin to wipe your hands onto your clothing, contemplating if you wanted to go back and rinse off, but the thought of encountering another deadly creature sends shivers up your spine.
Where did that creature come from? As long as you lived within the forest, you’ve never encountered something as heinous and hideous as that. Were there more? How many were there?
“You must have questions.” Yoongi states. His eyes - even feline like even in his human form - watch you get onto your feet once more. “Please, ask.”
You turn to face him fully. “Were you going to allow me to take you home?”
Yoongi nearly drops to the ground at your question. Out of all the answers you could’ve gotten from him, you want to know if you could still take him home? Even after realizing that he was more than a pet.
“I…” Yoongi shakes his head. “...you were almost killed,” he says in disbelief. “Have you no questions about the danger you are in?”
“I suppose you’re correct.” you shrug your shoulders. “I never seen such a being in the forest before. Where did they come from?”
Yoongi is satisfied. Finally, a reasonable question.
“Those are demons. They are from the Underworld.” Yoongi answers, his tone as monotone. “They feast upon the flesh of humans such as yourself. They lurk within the shadows as the light tends to cause harm to them. However, some can. The demon you faced was an underling. A weak demon that can only manage to survive the dead of night.”
Demons.
Underworld.
Your mind bursts and you’re afraid to continue speaking with Yoongi.
Yoongi.
Shapeshifter.
You want to vomit right into the dirt besides your feet at the sudden information that you could barely handle. Your brain is hurting, thumping right at your temples.
“I must return home to my family and warn them.” you breathe out, turning on your feet to run down the familiar path to your home.
Yoongi follows you, his own steps creaking behind you. The forest is quiet as it once was and there isn’t any sign of a threat, yet you wouldn’t know. There were creatures in the dead of night the entire time and you had not heeded any warning.
“You must stop for a moment and listen to me!” Yoongi’s voice calls suddenly from behind you. It only took 8 minutes for you to return home, your legs throbbing with how much you’ve run with no break. “It’s not safe for you-”
“It’s not safe for either of us!” you hiss, your hand on the wooden door and you slam it open. “My family-”
As you slam the wooden door to your home open, you’re stopped immediately in your tracks. The sight catches you first - the crimson liquid that stains the walls and the timber floor. The candles that remain lit throughout the night causes the scene to become far more eerie, something straight out of a nightmare. The shadows of the flickering candle light dances off of familiar faces.
Immediately once the sight sets in, so does the stench - metallic and irony. Your stomach churns and you fall to your knees. A breath doesn’t escape you and it appears as though you forgot to breathe.
“No...No…”
Your ears make out a hushed whimper and you strain your eyes in an attempt to see who it was.
Your mother, right in the sea of bodies. Your siblings all lay in a pool of their own blood, lifeless. Their eyes remain open, but any sign of soul tha laid in them before is long gone.
“Mother!” you cry out, rushing towards her on your hands and knees. She doesn’t appear to be hurt, even if she was covered in blood. She’s kneeling beside the lifeless body of your youngest brother - only the age of 10. She’s rocking him back and forth in her arms, squeezing him to her chest.
“M-Mother what happened?” you cried, shivering hands going to touch your brother's face. It’s stained with blood and his body is still warm, yet stiff. Tears fall rapidly from your tears as realization hits you. You were attacked by the creature and only survived because of Yoongi. Your family was not as lucky.
“The creator has taken our family away.” your mother cries, her rocking of your youngest brother doesn’t stop. It reminds you of the way she once would do you when you were a child. “He told us that this would happen.”
Your heart pounds as you try to understand what your mother was speaking of. It appeared to be nonsense.
“Mother-”
“The Creator told us that you being alive would cause great destruction.” your mother continues. She sniffles a bit, her face hardening once her eyes turn to you. They display pure hatred. Such coldness causes you to cower back. You’re left speechless, unsure what in the world your mother was on about - nor could you understand just how deadly her stare was.
“The Creator told us to kill you.” your mother spit, squeezing your brother to her chest. “That if we kept you alive, you’d be the fall of mankind!”
Your mother suddenly screams. She lets out a blood curdling howl that echoes off of the silent home. You’re stuck in your tracks, eyes wide and unable to process what was going on.
“But your father and I were selfish.” your mother’s voice drops back down to a whisper. “We…we defied the Creator. Instead of killing our first born daughter we…”
Your mother gently drops your brother to the timber floor. She cradles his cheek in the palm of her hand.
“...we hid you, instead. We decided if no one saw you then maybe you wouldn’t be the evil they said you'd be.”
For a moment, it made sense. Why you couldn’t roam during the day like your siblings could. Why you weren’t allowed to be seen by others and were only ever permitted out during the night. You’ve grown to love the moon and the stars, the quietness of the forest and the peaceful atmosphere.
You were hidden for a reason - a reason unknown to you.
“We were wrong.”
“Mother…” your voice is meek and barely audible. Surely she could not think you were the cause of this! “...what…I was at the river and I was attacked and-”
“I was a fool back then.” your mother interrupts. Her head, ever so slowly, turns to you and she begins to stand to her feet. The gown she wears to sleep is covered entirely in blood. “You were only a child when the Creator came to me. But…as was I. A foolish girl…”
You’re unable to move when your mother raises her right hand. The dagger shines underneath the candle light, the silver blade sharp. She comes straight at you, her mouth wide as she lets out a straight screech.
“Mother!” you scream, paralyzed with fear when the dagger swipes down towards your chest. You await the pain to come and shoot throughout your body - but it doesn’t. Your eyes are squeezed shut and you find yourself back into the fetal position.
There’s a heavy weight that falls on top of you. You don’t move until you hear shallow breaths.
Yoongi’s hand is covered entirely in blood and he peers down at your mother’s lifeless body now besides you. A hole is right through her chest, a sight that causes you to scream. Your arms wrap around the dead woman, your cheek pressed against her hair.
“W-What did you do!?” you wail, glossy eyes peering up at Yoongi. “She was going to kill you.” Yoongi deadpans. “I stopped her.”
You shake your head, unable to process it all in one night. You were just supposed to go to the river and swim. You weren’t supposed to be attacked. Your family wasn't supposed to be murdered.
“My condolences, Y/N, as I cannot sympathize with the woman who was going to murder you for actions that are not your own.” Yoongi wipes his hand onto his dark clothing. “And I do not have time to allow you to sit any longer while a bigger threat lingers.”
“The Creator?” you quip, hands digging into your mother’s flesh. “W-What-”
“No.” Yoongi interrupts. “I’ve come to you for a reason, Y/N. A week from now an evil presence will emerge and destroy the entirety of the world you know if you do not stop it.”
“Me?” you scoff. “I…I have no power, Yoongi!”
You were hurting, Yoongi understands. Your family was murdered and your mother attempted to assure that she ended your life along with the rest of your siblings.
However, Yoongi had no time to waste.
“Only you can destroy this evil, Y/N.” Yoongi continues. “The Creator was wrong. Evil would have come regardless if you died or not.”
Your eyes blink away the hot tears, your sights barely able to focus on the massacre of the family you loved. You were just bickering with your younger sister prior to her going to bed and you told yourself in the morning, things would be calm. You had not had the chance to hold her one last time - you didn’t think you had to. Your life has changed in a manner of seconds right before your eyes - and it was all your fault.
“I can’t do this.” you shake your head as the tears trickle down your cheek. Your hand, covered in blood, grasps your mothers hand. You gently squeeze it before grasping the dagger into your own.
There wasn’t any possible reason as to why you had whatever power Yoongi claimed you had - and even if you did, you had no will to continue on with this life. Due to whatever curse you had placed onto you by the maker, you weren’t supposed to live a long life.
Yoongi’s eyes widen as he watches you slice the dagger against your throat, the blood gushing from the open wound rapidly. You begin to gurgle, and Yoongi grunts at how difficult this was going to be.
Yoongi drops to his knees and cups your wound, a warm sensation flowing through you and him as he exhales an annoyed breath.
“Killing yourself isn’t the answer.” Yoongi shakes his head. Your breathing increases as the choking sensation suddenly stops. When Yoongi removes his hand, they aren’t covered in crimson blood as they should be.
“W-What-”
“I’ve healed you, Y/N.” Yoongi’s eyes narrow. “I’m not going to allow you to kill yourself.” That wasn’t part of the plan.
“The Creator-”
“Is wrong.” Yoongi presses. “You and only you can put an end to the darkness that is coming, Y/N. Don’t you want that? If you die now, the darkness will win.”
Your eyes dart from Yoongi to that of your massacred family. Was it selfish to say that you no longer cared for the world because all you had was already gone?
“Then what?” you murmur. “If I have the power to destroy this…this darkness. What happens afterwards?” You don’t mean to sound so bitter as you ask, but you little will in you to live, not with such sorrow and regret going through you.
“If I had the option to reverse death, Y/N, I would.” Yoongi sighs. “We came far too late and your family was caught in the middle of it all. For that, I do apologize.”
You cannot be angered with Yoongi, not when he had managed to save you twice in under an hour already. The world you know was no longer making any sense. The underworld held such hideously heinous creatures that sought out your family just to get to you. The Creator - who you prayed to daily - demanded your death when you were just a baby; he had seen what your future held, and now you were forced to go against a darkness you had no idea how to defeat.
“What now?” you question numbly.
“Now,” Yoongi holds his hand out for you. His hands are large and veiny for such an average-sized man. You take it in your own, his calloused hand tightens around your soft one and pulls you up to your feet. “we proceed with the ritual.”
“Ritual?” your eyes widened slightly.
“Yes.” Yoongi nods. “I will not be dishonest with you, Y/N. It will hurt.”
Your palms grow sweaty with nerves.
“However, this ritual will have you be one with the darkness.” Yoongi instructs.
“And…what if I fail to defeat the darkness?” you ask. “What if all of this was for nothing, Yoongi? What if I’m not powerful enough?”
Yoongi doesn’t answer - it’s because you assume he doesn’t have the answer you’re looking for. The candle light casts a shadow upon Yoongi that has you swallowing a lump in your throat.
“The ritual consists of you becoming one with the darkness.”
You don’t notice it at first, but there’s a small vial in Yoongi’s hand with a cork in it to conceal whatever liquid was inside. At first glance, you thought it was empty, but as he raises it, you notice that it’s pitch black.
“You must consume this.” Yoongi explains cautiously. “This…is his blood.”
Your stomach churns.
“Once you consume his blood, you will become one with him. You’d be able to defeat this darkness.”
Your eyes dart between Yoongi’s serious eyes to the vial in his hands. The act of drinking the substance inside causes your mouth to salivate; you want to vomit.
“There is no other way, Y/N.” Yoongi murmurs. “There’s creatures lurking in these very forests. They’re feasting on whoever they can find to survive.”
Your chest heaves. “Y-Yoongi,” you yelp so low that you can barely hear yourself. “I…I…”
There wasn’t any other way. Yoongi wasn’t going to allow you to mourn the death of your family now; not when there was a threat looming so close. “...I’ll do it.” you exhale a shaking breath.
“Thou shalt not have no other Gods before me” the Creator had spoken with such seriousness in his tone that it caused shivers up your spine. The Creator is meant to be the most important entity in your life; no one was meant to be put above him.
Yet, Jungkook hadn’t listened - he never did. The angel - your own superior - bows before you, his glowing halo above his head blinding you as it’s now at eye-level. He had grasped your hand and placed his lips onto the back of it, allowing warmth to fill your body entirely.
The first time Jungkook had a taste of you, it left a savory feeling within him. He craved your touch at every given moment that it blinded him from his duties. He doesn’t want to do what the Creator has instructed him to do. No, not when he could be with you; inside of you.
For centuries, Jungkook had put his devotion solely on the Creator; the maker of the Heavens and the Earth below. But that was prior to when the Creator made you; an ethereal beauty that his devotion of the Creator slowly diminished and he has found you captivating his entire being.
Jungkook has devoted himself to praising you above the other angels. Pampering you with gifts from Earth that no human deserves.
Jungkook had devoted himself to pleasuring you, an act that he had to ease onto you entirely. The same tongue he uses to Pray alongside his fellow angels, he licks between your delicious folds, savoring the sweet taste of your pussy. You taste divine; exactly how someone as ethereal as you would.
Jungkook finds great satisfaction in tasting you. From your sweet cunt, to your breasts. Your nipples are as sweet as honey and he finds that he enjoys suckling onto them while you cry in pleasure. Your moans are melodically divine, better than the violinists at Heaven's gates. At any given moment when the two of you were alone, Jungkook finds that dropping to his knees and suckling on every inch of your body was better than any act of service he’d do for the Creator.
Jungkook worships you entirely. His fingers would sink deep into your pussy and pump until you’re a mess all over yourself and him. He would circle his fingers against your clit - back and forth and back and forth until your thighs are shaking with overstimulation. He didn’t care about his own pleasure as doing this for you was enough to satiate his own needs.
As long as Jungkook breathed, you’d always have a worshipper. He had not realized just how consumed he had gone with you; but others had. He had turned on the Creator entirely.
Jungkook’s large hands hold your thighs apart, his cock pumping into you so deeply that you’re unable to form actual words. He finds that his favorite position while he fucks you was to watch you on your back. From this angle, he can see the way your breast bounces for him, erect nipples swollen from the way he suckled on them prior. Your face would be drawn in pleasure; lips parted as you babbled nonsense and eyes fluttering, finding it hard to remain open.
Jungkook’s cock was never not needy for you. It’s always full of cum that he pumps into you at every given moment; especially now as the two of you are beneath the tall waterfall. Your body is pressed against the large rock just a few feet away from the pouring water. At first, he was afraid to ruin such innocence. He didn’t want to corrupt you and treat you like something less than a goddess; but his primal instincts gave in.
And you loved it. You begged him for more.
“My sweet Y/N,” Jungkook sighs, his cock fucking the very sweet spot that has your toes curling. “You’re so beautiful around my cock, angel. Only I can worship you this way.”
And worship you Jungkook did. He couldn’t bring himself to stop pumping his cock into you. Your breast pounces with the same speed as he fucks you, your back pressed against the cold, hard surface of the large rock.
This was wrong, you know. You shouldn’t have allowed Jungkook to take the innocence that the Creator forbad from anyone to take. However, he was persuasive as he was cunning; forcing his way into your everyday life that you didn’t see suspicious if he was around. And now, you cannot bring yourself to push him away, not when he fucks you so lovingly.
“Kook…” you moan, teeth against his shoulder, grazing it slightly. The running water drenches the both of you, but neither of you cared - not when you were entangled together. “...please.”
Jungkook adored when you said his name; his name, not honorifics. It sounded so sweet coming from your perfect lips.
“What do you want, angel? Use your words.” Jungkook grumbles. His hands lower from your hips to your ass, squeezing it to keep you in place. Your pussy is squeezing around him and he’s positive that he knows exactly what you want.
“I-I want you to fill me, Kook…” your body warms with embarrassment. Even the countless times you and he did this, begging to be full of his cum was always going to embarrass you. It was so sinful - something the Creator forbad.
“Angel, you’re so slutty.” Jungkook chuckles deeply, dark eyes staring at your beautiful face. “I’m going to fill you with all my cum just like you wanted, okay?”
“Okay,” you nod your head hastily, your pussy squeezing his cock. Jungkook begins to pound even deeper, his hands squeezing your ass. He’s groaning such profanities that are forbidden in the Heavens, yet he doesn’t care. It was forbidden for him to love and worship you more than he did the Creator, but here he was.
The pressure that was building up releases in waves, your eyes squeezing shut as you ride off your high.
Jungkook himself releases his cum deeply inside of you, painting your squeezing walls in white.
And within seconds, it was over.
Yoongi sits up when you jerk, an obsidian-color liquid shooting from your lips. You gasp and heave, eyes fluttering to stay open. “Y/N…?” Yoongi watches your body go into a fetal position. “...I think you’re remembering now…” You aren’t entirely coherent enough to understand what Yoongi is speaking of. Your entire body burns with heat, yet you’re still trembling as if you’re surrounded by harsh wind. Your forehead is drenched with sweat but your teeth are chattering against one another.
“What you’ve done,” Gabriel says, disgust laced in his tone. “is unforgivable!”
Jungkook’s eyes scan the Heavenly council before him, a look of boredom painted on his face. It was evident he’d rather be anywhere but here.
“You have single-handedly tainted one of our own!” Gabriel continues. The white robes he wears appear heavy as he lifts his arms to point a finger at Jungkook.
“I do agree, Jungkook.” Ariel sighs, both of her hands against the table before them. Her demeanor is much calmer than that of Gabriel. “You’ve broken several rules that the Creator has put into place.”
Jungkook blinks. He stands before the Heavenly council, the Creator himself nowhere to be seen, but he understands fully that even he is watching.
“Where’s Y/N?”
Gabriel’s eyes widened in fury. He stands, robes fluttering around him. “Have you no shame?!” he spats in pure disgusts. “You and she are both under scrutiny!”
Jungkook blinks, bored again.
“Angels,” Jungkook begins. “go to Earth and reproduce with Humans all the time. They become such agents of chaos that time and time again, we are forced to flood the entirety of the Human race and restart it over again.”
Gabriel is silent and Ariel’s eyebrows furrow.
“Yet, you bring me here to scrutinize me for…?”“You spoke down on our Creator!” Gabriel screeches, losing his cool entirely. “You got on your knees for a whore-”
Jungkook acts entirely too fast for any of the council members to interfere. His hands glow entirely and without much hesitation, a surge of energy is thrown Gabriel’s way and shoots him right in the chest.
“Where’s Y/N?” Jungkook asks again, his chest filling with air as he breathes. “You dragged her away as if she was a prisoner!”
Ariel is stunned, dropping to her knees beside Gabriel. Her hand clutches over his chest in an attempt to heal the wound, but her hand doesn’t glow.
“The Creator,” Odin, another councilmember, hisses. “has banished her from the Heavens.”
Jungkook’s eyes squinted. His hand glows once more.
“What are you speaking of, Odin?” Jungkook murmurs, voice low and full of venom. “Banished her where?”
Odin shakes his head. “We were given a choice, Jungkook.” he says, brown hair hiding his eyes. “It was you, or her.”
Jungkook’s chest began to rise and fall with how quickly he was breathing. He felt as if he was about to explode. His eyes move quickly along all of their faces. He needed anything - a sign that what they were saying wasn’t true. That they didn’t banish you from Heaven in his place.
However, none of them gave Jungkook any reason to not believe what Odin says is true.
“It’s better this way,” Odin comes forward, his robes swaying behind him. He raises a hand for Jungkook to take. “she has distracted you from your duties. No longer will you-”
Blood blinds Jungkook’s vision. More gasps gather around the pristin white room - now covered in Odin’s blood. Jungkook removes his arm from Odin’s chest and watches as he falls onto the ground.
“Jungkook!” Ariel screams, her standing to her feet. “Enough of this! The Creator-”
Jungkook doesn’t listen. He cannot be reasoned with - not with you gone. He himself isn’t sure how long his rampage goes on for. He hears the screams of the angels, but none of that halts his heinous actions.
Jungkook’s heart pounds outside his chest at the thought of you being banished - that he’d never see you again. The thought causes hatred to seep through his veins that causes him to continue his rage throughout the Heavens until there was nothing but hatred and blood in his wake.
Your sight is blurry as you blink them open. You attempt to swallow, but you’re ultimately left with nothing but dryness.
Your body feels weak and as you attempt to lift yourself from the fetal position you were laying in, you immediately fall back.
“Y/N.”
The voice is so familiar, but you’re far too exhausted to lift your head to see who’s speaking to you.
Yoongi comes into the small room with a small bowl in hand. He hovers above you and hums.
“You’ve been gone for about a week already.”
A week?
You close your eyes once more in an attempt to regain the memories of the past week.
Your family being massacred.
You being attacked by the Creature.
Yoongi being a shapeshifter.
You drinking the blood of whatever darkness that was out to destroy the world.
“Yoon…gi…?”
Your voice is so dry and it cracks at just speaking.
Yoongi drops the bowl beside you on a small wooden table. He then makes his way out of the room before he returns moments later with a glass cup. He hovers above you again, passing the cool glass to your lips. “Drink.” he instructs.
The cold water hits your tongue and immediately, you begin to drink with such need. Your heavy eyes close once more as you drink the satisfying liquid.
“You must have questions.”
Yoongi doesn’t remove the glass from your lips until you’ve finished all the water, and even then do you want more.
Your throat vibrates as you attempt to form words for a few moments. “Where are we?” you ask. You do not recognize anything in this room. You’re in a bed that isn’t your own.
“Far from your home.” Yoongi responds. “I’ve had your family buried. A small memorial service was exchanged with the other villagers.”
Your heart jolts, your hands grasping the covers that’s draped over your body.
“I…” you shake your head. “...I didn’t get the chance to say goodbye.”
Your voice cracks, eyes swelling up with tears.
“I understand.” Yoongi nods. “The villagers mourned you, as well. They aren’t aware that you’ve not died.”
You’re finally able to push yourself up into a seated position. Your body aches to be stretched. You’ve been unconscious for a week, the blood you consumed having been deadlier than you anticipated.
“Yoongi, I…”
Your body warms with the dream you’ve had. Your mind flashes with scenes of you and the unknown man; Jungkook was his name. He was beautiful, a glowing, angelic face. His halo hovered high above his head and he glowed with everywhere he stepped.
The clouds that surrounded the entirety of the area; the Heavens you heard him call it. The sun shines brightly and seemingly never sets. The waterfall, seemingly the same you bathe in every night, had no impurities and was as clear as glass.
“...what am I?”
Yoongi was waiting for you to ask questions of what you saw.
“What you saw was not a dream, Y/N. It was the past.” Yoongi murmurs. “Centuries ago.”
You swallow.
Jungkook…
You called the man your superior. That meant you were an angel, as well? You wore the same white and gold robes as he did. You answered prayers and lived high in the Heavens.
“What I saw was entirely what happened?”
You and Jungkook engaging with one another sexually; an act that causes your cheeks to warm. You being dragged away by the Heavenly council, while Jungkook is being escorted. You’re unsure of what happened to you after being dragged away, however you saw clear as day what happened with Jungkook. The way his hands glowed as he struck one angel, and then pierced his fist right through another.
The man you saw, so angelic and seemingly pure, had single-handedly massacred hundreds of angels in his rampage against the Creator. His glow overtime began to diminish and his halo disappeared entirely, covered in such pure blood that his own light disappeared.
“Yes.” Yoongi nods his head. “You were once an Angel that served the Creator.”
Your breathing increases.
“The Creator has banished you from the Heavens and casted your soul to Earth. He understood that it was not entirely your doing for Jungkook’s betrayal against him. He, however, did not want to risk Jungkook finding out where your soul had gone so…”
Your eyes glances at Yoongi.
“...I was supposed to die.” you respond. Your mothers words weren’t just crazy talk. You were supposed to die upon being born and when you hadn’t…
“Yes.” Yoongi nods. “You had many times before.”
Your eyebrows knit. “Excuse me?”
Yoongi’s hands place themselves behind his back. “Your soul has been revived countless times and each time, you are set to die. For the first time in centuries, you were allowed to live.”
Yoongi witnesses the face of despair that goes through you as you’re learning a century's worth of history in such a short amount of time.
“Why banish me to Earth if I’m set to die each and every time?” your voice cracks once more.
“While you were banished to Earth, the Creator has banished Jungkook to the Underworld.” Yoongi speaks. “What he has done was unforgivable. The Creator initially wanted to give you a second chance at life however…”
Yoongi swallows, his lip twitching.
“...Jungkook had caused havoc on Earth. That creature you’ve encountered has come straight from the Underworld. He sent them as a rebellion against the Creator. And since then…the Creator had made it his mission to assure you weren’t reborn. It’s a war every hundred years.”
The quiet part doesn’t need to be said aloud. Now, you were alive; reborn and going through yet another plague due to Jungkook. Did he know? Did Jungkook know you were alive now?
What were the odds that the year Jungkook returned to wreak havoc upon Earth, you were now alive?
“I don’t have any power against him, Yoongi.”
Your hands squeeze. What you saw of Jungkook in your flashback was nothing but powerful, and that was centuries ago. Now, he must be a force to be reckoned with. What could you as a human woman do against him?
“I have something more to tell you, Y/N.” Yoongi steps forward, arms still behind his back. “You and Jungkook are bound together, especially now that you’ve consumed his blood.”
Your eyebrows knit together. “Bound?” you question.
“Similar to that of Twin Flames.” Yoongi nods his head. “You and he were bound together prior to you being banished to Earth and him from the Heavens. If he dies, so do you.”
“I thought I’ve already died many times before?”
“You had.” Yoongi nods. “But…your soul was bound to Earth by the Creator. When you consumed his blood, your connection to the Creator had diminished and you were forever tainted by the darkness. Jungkook.”
You bite your lip, your eyes blinking a few times as you process the information at hand. Within a matter of seconds, it appeared as if your world changed completely. All that you knew in life shifted - the massacre of your family that mirrored that of the Angels in Heavens. A war from the Underground is happening and the leader of it all was someone from centuries ago that you were entangled with.
You squeeze your eyes shut and take a deep breath. What else did you have to live for? You were the sole reason as to why your family was murdered. You had nothing left to live for in this lifetime - and in any other lifetime if you managed to kill Jungkook.
You ponder about life with Jungkook and what it would've been prior; centuries ago. If you and him could’ve been together happily as angels or even banished to Earth together. Centuries of war could’ve probably ended and you and he could have lived the rest of your days as humans.
You didn’t have to die countless times.
Your eyes snap open and Yoongi’s eyebrows furrow at the glint in your eyes.
You don’t want to think about what a life you and Jungkook could’ve had. In this life, he caused so much pain, shedding innocent blood for the act of revenge.
Jungkook’s eyes glances over the scream humans that all sprint to safety - though they’ll never find it. He sits upon the highest mountain while the creatures of the underworld - all underlings - attack the humans. The screams are honestly music to his ears. To listen and watch the Humans - all made by the Creator - die by the hands of his creations.
Jungkook inhales the blood from the fallen humans and the ash of the fire surrounding the Earth. His eyes closed, leaning back onto his hands. His mind immediately wanders to you, his hands clenched into fists.
Your sweet, glowing face and warm smile. Your shining eyes that always reminded him of small gleaming orbs. He recalls the softness of your skin - even after centuries. How you smelt of mint and citrus and your voice as sweet as honey.
Jungkook has spent centuries bruning the Earth to the ground in hopes the Creator would tell him where he’d banish your soul; and each time he had, he was no closer to the truth. What he did prove was that the Creator was a selfish being that allowed him to massacre the entirety of humanity if it meant that he couldn’t have you.
Jungkook’s eyes snap open, his eyes piercing. He can hear it; a heart beat. One that didn’t match his own. It’s close, as close as it’s been centuries ago.
Jungkook leans forward, his eyesight magnifying and gathering over thousands of humans, all screaming and sprinting away. His breathing increases as his eyes dashes between different humans and his own creature’s until it stops right on you.
Jungkook lets out a gasp of disbelief.
Your heartbeat quickens when a woman crashes in your arms, causing you to fall. There’s warm blood that splats all over you and you’re left entirely stunned.
You hold onto the woman, the wound in her back sprouting out blood. You attempt to add pressure onto it, but it’s no use. She was going to die like the rest of them surrounding you. Roars of the creatures are deafening, all mixed with screams of the humans who are dying around them.
The world around you suddenly stops. It freezes entirely. Sprinting men, women, children and the murderous creatures all halt in their tracks, frozen in black. The high-pitched screams, cracking fire and thunderous footsteps are all silenced.
“Angel.”
You place the frozen woman besides you, your eyes lifting ever so slowly to the sound of the voice. Though familiar, you’ve never heard it before. Not in this lifetime.
“I’ve finally found you.”
Jungkook looks entirely different than what you saw of him prior. He wasn’t glowing anymore, nor did he sport a glowing, hovering halo.
Jungkook wasn’t glowing at all, if anything there appeared to be a dark shadow casting around him. Instead of the white and gold robes, he’s sporting a black one that it tattered entirely. There’s a heavy sized robe that wraps around his waist that appears entirely too heavy to function in properly. His hood covers the majority of his face, but his hands pull it down so you can see his face.
That face. The angelic face that you once adored centuries ago stares right back at you. Sculptured by the Creator himself, you thought, with thin, rosy pink lips and dark eyes that appear to stare piercingly at you.
“Angel-”
You flinch away when Jungkook suddenly appears before you in a shimmering act. He places a hand onto your face - it’s warm and seemingly inviting, but you felt nothing but hatred for this man.
“You’re here.” Jungkook chuckles in disbelief. His fingers dance across the skin of your face, unwishing to let you go. He didn’t want you to disappear from his fingertips again. He wouldn’t allow it.
“Get your hands off of me!” you screech, slapping his hand away. “You…” your hands form to fist. “...you did all of this! You’re massacring innocents!”
Jungkook tilts his head at you. “I did it for you.” he says calmly. “He took you away from me! He banished you for centuries!”
You looked at Jungkook with such disgust that Jungkook has never witnessed before.
“I’ve scoured the Earth for centuries in hopes I’d find you. I thought if I did all of this, the Creator would give your soul to me.” Jungkook hisses, the veins in his throat pulses and his voice cracks as he relives centuries of memories. “But the Creator is nothing if not selfish. He’d rather watch me burn the Earth if it meant that you and I can never be together.”
Jungkook holds onto your shoulders and brings you close. He inhales your scent, pressing his nose right against your hair. He rubs it along your head entirely and releases a sigh of relief.
“We can finally be together again.” Jungkook chuckles, squeezing your shoulders tenderly.
With all your might, you push Jungkook away from you. “I’ll never be with you.” you spat, voice laced with venom and hatred. “You…you’re the reason why my family is dead!”
Jungkook stands straighter.
“You’re massacring innocents all for what?”
“For you!” Jungkook roars, his eyes widening. It causes you to flinch backwards as if he’s struck you. “I’ve done all of this for you! He took you away from me and as punishment, I’ve taken away from him these humans he created!”
Jungkook scoffs as his eyes roam around the frozen humans.
“Most of them, if not all, aren’t permitted in the Heavens.” Jungkook spats. “I’ll be seeing each of them in the Underworld. There’s a long list that the Heavens do not allow. The Underworld is open for each and every sinner.”
Your lips form a thin line as you watch Jungkook.
“You took my family from me.” your voice lowers. You reach into the pocket of the cloak you are wearing. “My siblings were all innocent…”
“I didn’t.” Jungkook shakes his head, coming closer. “All he had to do was give you back to me. Don’t you understand?” Jungkook raises his hand for you to take. “I would’ve spared the humans if-”
The dagger in your pocket swings out towards Jungkook and slices him in the hand. He winces, but doesn’t jump back.
You watch as Jungkook lifts his hand to inspect the bleeding wound before said wound disappears entirely.
You bite the inside of your cheek.
“You’re upset, my love.” Jungkook shimmers again to wrap his arms around you. “You and I-”
You swing the dagger again - and again, and again and again. Each time, Jungkook would dodge all of your attacks. He wasn’t growing angered or impatient with you, but you were.
Your hand clenches the dagger, chest rising and falling with desperation.
“I love you, Y/N.” Jungkook hums. “And nothing you do is going to change that. I’ve looked for you for hundreds of years…”
Jungkook is directly in front of you, the tip of the dagger against his covered chest.
Yoongi’s words flow through your mind.
The dagger tightens in your grasp. You lift it from his chest and without thinking much, you slice it across your throat. This would’ve been the second time you attempted to kill yourself. After all, much like before, you had nothing left to lose. You were alone in this world - no family or humanity to go back to. You only hoped that when you died, Jungkook would, as well.
Only your throat that was once gushing with blood begins to slowly close. You touch the wound to find that there wasn’t any.
“That was cute.” Jungkook smiles wickedly as you drop the dagger onto the ground. “Do you think I would let you die this easily?”
Your heart pounds.
“You are just as immortal as I am, my love. You cannot die.” Jungkook won’t let you. “You became immortal the second you consumed my blood.”
You stiffen. Did you hear Jungkook correctly? How did he know that you drank his blood?
“Ah, you’re catching on?” Jungkook smiles. “I didn’t think Yoongi would deliver you to me so easily. I thought it would take a few decades for you to be returned to me. But it didn't.”
The ground begins to rumble roughly around you and within seconds, the frozen humans and creatures are all sprinting and screaming like they once were.
“Now we can be together like we initially intended, my love.” Jungkook laughs gleefully. His arm wraps around your waist. “You and I will rule the Underworld together.”
“No.” you gasp, attempting to flee yourself from his grasp. The earth begins to open up. “No!” you scream.
“It’s okay, my love. It’s over now.” Jungkook’s lips make soft shushing sounds. “If the Creator loves his creations so much, he’ll save them.” Jungkook knows he won’t. He’ll allow them to burn like he always had. “As for you and I…”
You scream as your heart drops. The wind around you pushes you down as you begin to fall in the large hole of darkness.
You’re unsure what you thought the Underworld would’ve been. You heard countless stories of fiery pits and pure darkness - yet this wasn’t thought. If you were a complete fool, you'd have thought this was a part of the heavens. However, your memory hasn’t disappeared and you recall the Earth opening and you falling right through it alongside Jungkook.
The sun shines brightly the majority of the day, however the moon never fully falters. It sits high between the clouds. When night rolls around, the moon shines just as bright as the sun does, the stars twinkling alongside it.
You sit on one of the highest mountains in this Eden-like realm, your eyes flickering to the gigantic golden statue of yourself. The features of it are uncanny to yourself, only you don’t recognize the smiling woman as you haven’t recalled the last time you’d smiled that brightly.
Your mind comes back to reality when there’s a soft trilling. You blink a few times as birds pass around you and on the edge of the stoned balcony balanced a medium-sized cat. Emerald eyes look right at you and instantly, you recognize him.
“Yoongi…?” you murmur.
There’s a soft meow that comes from his lips and he walks towards you. His head nudges against your hand.
“You lied to me.” you quip, running your hair along his ears. “You were working for him the entire time.”
It was harder to be upset with Yoongi when he was in the form of an adorable creature that meowed and trilled - and maybe that was his intention. You allow your lips to curl when his paw reaches up to touch your hand.
“You made me believe I was this powerful being that could stop him.” you say almost bitterly. You’re unsure how long you’ve been here but you understand fully that all you can think about was Jungkook and the way he’s managed to trick you; alongside Yoongi.
Within seconds, the small cute feline is replaced with a man. Yoongi wasn’t ugly and even in his human form, he resembled that of a cat with those piercing eyes.
“You are powerful.” Yoongi speaks, seated against the ledge of the balcony. “You cooping yourself up here isn’t going to help anything.”
“I’m a prisoner.”
Yoongi tilts his head. He’s watched for nearly a year now as you hide yourself away in here - from Jungkook - and cried majority of the time. Jungkook hadn’t known what to do when he dragged you away from the burning realm of Earth and thought that if he created your own version of eden, that it would help you mourn.
Many souls of the falling humans - men, women and children - occupied this heaven-like space for you to tend to. They all saw you as their Queen, yet you wanted nothing to do with either of them. You locked yourself in this castle high above the mountains and wept.
“You’re only a prisoner if you allow yourself to be.” Yoongi responds.
You snicker, looking down to the village below. To the souls that Jungkook brought here, this was heaven. They lived their lives thinking it was such, unaware that this was nothing but a realm created by the darkness that was Jungkook.
“This is a perfect world, isn’t it?” Yoongi drops himself from the ledge. He instead leans against it. “There’s no war. No discrimination or hatred. Everyone here is loving and free.”
You knew the truth, however.
“I apologize for deceiving you.”
There’s a gush of wind that flows through. Yoongi’s black hair flies in the wind.
“But try to make your time here worth it.” Yoongi suggests. “You…aren’t leaving. I’ve watched him fight for centuries to find you. He’s trying everything in his power to get you to trust him.”
Yoongi doesn’t sound deceitful and you truly want to listen to him. You want to believe that this place was something other than a false reality of the Heavens. That these people weren’t souls of the innocent Jungkook massacred in his blight; all in an attempt to find you.
“Is it over?” you asked Yoongi after a few moments of silence. You listened to the wind as it fluttered the trees and bushes surrounding you. “There won’t be any more innocent blood by Jungkook’s hands?”
“Of course.” Yoongi nods. “The humans…they’ll cause their own wars, surely. But now that you’re back with Jungkook, there isn’t a reason for him to wreak havoc.”
Yoongi rummages through his pockets and removes a small vial. You lift your eyebrows.
“This is for me.” Yoongi grins, removing the cork and downs the clear liquid. “I do have something for you, however.”
“Should I trust something you hand me?” you joke - somewhat. You drank the blood thinking you had the power to stop an unstoppable force.
“It’s up to you.” Yoongi shrugs his shoulders. He also removes a small, leather bag. It’s tied with rope that he hands over to you.
“What is it?” you ask as you take it into your hands.
“Nothing major. Just a few apple slices.” Yoongi chuckles softly. He has a gummy-like smile. “I picked it myself.”
“Apples?” you raise an eyebrow. “From where?”
“If you visited the village, you’d know.” Yoongi retorts. He turns around and in a blink of an eye, he turns back to the small feline. He hops onto the banister and trills softly at you.
Jungkook watches behind closed eyes as you consume the apple slices. His lip twitches upwards. It wasn’t going to happen overnight, but surely you’d come around. Once you saw what he had to offer, you wouldn’t remember your time back on Earth.
A few months turned to a year now, but time in the Underworld was far different than in the human realm. You occupied your time in the village, finding that you enjoyed being around the children. Their laughter was music to your ears and their smiles were contagious.
There were countless waterfalls in this realm. Sometimes you’d occupy them with the children and women of the village. You’d laugh and play with them, your clothing drenched. Most times you’d occupy the waterfall high within the mountains right behind your castle. You’d allow yourself to be bare, enjoying the sounds of chirping birds and running water.
Jungkook had given you the space you desired, only making himself known every once in a while. He joined you for a silent dinner. He doesn’t need to ask what you’ve done because he’s always watching you. He adores watching the way you interact with the children - the way you play with them. The way you’d tend to their minor cuts and wounds and wipe their tears right from their eyes.
You were caring for the animals. The doves often flocked around you and would drop right onto your hands. You’d stroke their heads with a finger before allowing them to fly away.
You were such a holy individual, even after the centuries you’ve been banished. Even after you now reside in the Underworld, your smile lights up the darkness within this realm. He finds that he spends more time here than any other realm he created. He enjoyed being around you, even if it wasn’t for long.
“My love.” Jungkook’s eyes open as he senses you enter. He had been in his office when you arrived, his eyes closed and fingers laced together right onto his chest. “Is everything alright?”
You place an apple slice into your mouth and begin to chew. Slowly, you nod your head.
Jungkook smiles. “I’m glad.”
Jungkook watches you sit across from him. There’s countless books displayed on the shelves from top to bottom and you ponder if he’s read them all in the centuries he’s been alive.
“Are you enjoying your stay?”
Jungkook feels foolish to ask. You were forced, afterall, but he cannot deny that he’s noticed a change in your demeanor. He is positive that it has something to do with Yoongi and the apple slices that he gives you weekly. You appear more content to be here with him.
“What were the Heavens like?”
Jungkook knits his brows. “The Heavens?” he questions.
You nod your head. “When I drank your blood, I saw it.” you murmur. “I saw…us? Together. You were…” you trail off. You’re sure you didn't have to tell him what he was like centuries ago. The white robes and glowing physique.
“...An angel.” Jungkook’s lips twitched upwards. “We both were. I was your-”
“Superior.” you answer hastily. It was what you remembered.
“That I was.” Jungkook nods. “I’m unsure what you saw, but I was casted from the Heavens the day you were banished.”
You bite onto another apple slice, mind flashing with the massacre caused by Jungkook’s hand.
“The Heaven’s were…blinding. It was always shining brightly. We all served the Creator and did what we were told.”
You listen as Jungkook speaks of the past - one that feels far too familiar yet so unknown all together.
“I’ve broken one of the top rules the Creator has set for us.” Jungkook leans forward, his eyes staring right through you. “Thou shalt not have no other Gods before me.”
You saw it. The way Jungkook, glowing form with white and gold robes, falls to his knees. His hovering halo gleaming in your sights as. The way his warm hands touched along your skin, worshipped your every need. Those same lips that he speaks with now would kiss along your skin, his tongue licking upon it as if you were the freshest, most ripest fruit.
“I may be a monster in your eyes, Y/N. I’ve accepted that.” Jungkook is in front of you now, a hand placed right onto your cheek. His thumb rubs along your soft lips. “I watched the world burn time and time again; all by my hands. I’ll watch it all again if it means avenging you.”
Your heart jolts in your chest, a straight feeling flowing through you.
“I’m not going to apologize for what I’ve done as I do not feel any remorse. I do, however, wish you hadn’t been there to witness it all.” Jungkook presses his lips against your forehead.
Your eyes close, the feeling of his lips causing an electricity to shoot throughout your body. You take a deep breath, your hands rising from your lap to grasp his loose fitted shirt. Oftentimes, Jungkook dressed rather casually unless he made his appearance outside the castle walls.
Jungkook’s eyes meet yours when he removes his lips from your forehead.
There’s a feeling that you’ve never felt before - not in this lifetime. It causes your heart to pound loudly in your chest and your body entirely to warm. It’s so familiar, this feeling. The warmth that radiates from his body to yours. The way Jungkook’s eyes stare into yours. The softness in his touch and the tenderness of his lips upon your skin.
“Jungkook?” you began.
“Yes, my love?”
You’re uncertain of the way you’re feeling, but you’re positive that Jungkook was the reason for it. Being trapped here for so long has altered the way you think and the way you view him. Though you understand fully that Jungkook is a terrible being for massacring thousands of innocent lives - he did it all for you. And now that he has you, he promised no more innocent lives would be slain by his hands…
You don’t say anything to Jungkook and instead, place your lips onto his. The same electricity shoots through you once more, causing you to melt into his lips. The feeling was far too familiar, especially on Jungkook’s end. A rush of warmth shoots throughout him and he’s positive that it’s a sensation he has never forgotten coming from you. He has waited centuries to feel this - has murdered countless angels and human lives just for a taste of you once more.
You nearly feel nauseous when the atmosphere changes and your body is dropped onto something comfortable; opposite of the chair you were once seated in.
A bed - a large one with the softest sheets imaginable. Jungkook is on top of you, dark eyes staring down at you with the same adoration you witnessed in the flashback as you slept. It causes a shiver to run down your spine.
“I’ve missed you.” Jungkook murmurs so low that it’s nearly inaudible. His breathing increases and he swallows thickly.
You squint your eyes at him, a bit amused by his sudden change in demeanor.
You aren’t sure what to say. You barely remember your time with him in the Heavens, besides what you saw. But you understand that there’s a longing in your veins that you can no longer ignore.
“I know.” you murmur, a hand placing onto his cheek. Jungkook leans into it, your warm touch inviting. “I’m here now.”
Jungkook doesn’t want to let you go. His arms wrap around you to keep you close, his lips pressing to yours in a needy kiss. Nostalgia runs through him - your touch, your scent; it was all the same yet so different. He craved your touch, having been without it for far too long. In the Heavens, your aroma was one of his favorites, one he always was drawn to - one he never wanted to forget. The closet aroma to your scent was that of lavender and hibiscus - the very garden you frequent just on the outskirts of the castle.
The kiss forms into something more heavily passionate. Your tongues dance along with one another, his body pressing against yours so tightly as if he wants to mold his skin with yours.
There’s a sensation that shoots directly to your core when Jungkook presses himself against you. It causes you to gasp against his lips, an action that has Jungkook doing the same.
“My love,” Jungkook’s voice is so deep and raspy. His face is flushed, the tips of his ears a crimson red. “I finally have you back…after all these years.”
Sometimes, it doesn’t feel real. Having you so close to him feels surreal. Being able to sense you not too far away from him. To witness you, even from afar, as you interact with the fallen souls that saw you as their Queen - especially the children - was a blessing he never knew he would ever get to experience again. Getting the chance to hold you in his arms and feel your warm touch after centuries…
Jungkook’s chest heaves, unaware that he hasn’t taken a breath in a few minutes as he hovers above you, marveling like an idiot.
“I’ve killed so many people…” Jungkook presses his lips back onto yours.
For some reason, Jungkook’s words don't strike fear or anger through you. You couldn’t be upset with him anymore, you think. Your heart swells at the thought of someone loving you so much that they would never give up on finding you, even after centuries.
Maybe you have succumbed to this darkness that the Underworld provides that you no longer find Jungkook repulsive as you once did.
“…just to find you.” Jungkook continues, soft lips trailing down your jaw. “My beautiful love…finally all mine.”
Jungkook’s breathing grows heavy as his kisses trail down to your neck. The action has your skin littering with goosebumps. The hair on your arms rises and your body begins to shudder. You’ve never been touched like this before. At least, never in this century. Consuming Jungkook’s blood had given you such lewd flashbacks that had your legs clenching. Flashbacks that you think about often. At first, the act of you loving Jungkook as much as your past self did repulsed you. But the more you lived in this utopian Underworld, the more your heart swelled for him. You’re positive it has something to do with Yoongi, you just couldn’t put your finger on how.
The weather here was always sunny, but cool. You never had to wear heavy clothing like you had on the human realm during the colder seasons. Your dark gown stops at your thighs, falling around your shoulders loosely. To tighten it while you were out, you’d wear a gold robe around your waist. Since you were in the castle, the rope lays loosely around your waist.
Jungkook’s hands roam the soft skin of your legs, moaning against your neck. How long he wanted to touch such soft skin. To bury his face against it and inhale until he couldn’t anymore. To press his tongue against you and savor the longing taste of you - all of you.
Jungkook is obsessed, rightfully so. Your robes are snatched apart, the thin fabric pooling around you so Jungkook can witness beneath you. Such a beautiful sight that he forced himself to never forget for centuries. He isn’t ashamed to admit that, at times, as you occupied your times in the waterfall, he finds himself watching you. The way the water trails down your delicate body, soaking it entirely. Your hands moving across it, as if giving him a show you had no idea he was partaking in.
“You’re so beautiful, my love.” Jungkook murmurs, his hot lips pressing open mouth kisses down your chest. He can feel you shudder beneath him, the act so unfamiliar to you after this long. “If I told you what I’ve done to never forget you, you would think I’m insane.”
You swallow as Jungkook’s tongue appears again, trailing onto your naked breasts. Your chest is rising and falling so rapidly that Jungkook knows you’re nervous, but intrigued.
“I could show you the paintings I’ve made of you.” Jungkook says, large hands engulfing your breasts into his palms and squeezing them. His mouth begins to salivate, eyes growing wide. “They take up the entirety of the room. I’d paint you everyday to not forget the curve of your lip…the arch of your eyebrow…”
You gasp, back arching when Jungkook takes your hardened nipple into his mouth. He suckles onto it with such need, tongue twirling and tugging. His eyes are closed, seemingly in bliss.
Your body feels different, yet oddly familiar. Maybe it was his blood flowing through you that allowed the familiarity of your past life. You let out a soft moan, the way Jungkook’s large hands knead and suckle at your breast is a delight you’ve never known you desired.
Jungkook wants to worship your body. The only thing the Creator had done right was creating something as perfect as you, he thinks. So rare that he cannot help but be astonished by you as a whole, even all these centuries later.
Jungkook lifts his lips towards your other breast. His thumb presses onto your wet one, twirling it around as his tongue flickers onto the other. Your moans are so sweet and music to his ears, a tune he wants to leave dancing in his mind forever to come.
“So perfect, my love. I’ve longed for you for so long.” Jungkook’s deep voice sounds, drawing your closed eyes to flutter open. He’s a man starved against your breast, going from one to the other, content but would never be truly satiated when it comes to you as he wanted it all.
“Jung…kook…” you breathe out, chest rising and falling.
“Yes, my love?”
Jungkook doesn’t stop his wet mouth from pressing more open mouth kisses against your bare skin. He reaches between your breast, to lower and lower until he kisses past your belly button.
Your body is warm and a bit nervous, but Jungkook doesn’t stops - not until he’s right between your legs.
You yelp when Jungkook buries himself between your legs, kissing your already throbbing clit. The soft sheets are gripped between your fingers as another yelp flows out of you upon feeling Jungkook’s wet tongue on you.
Jungkook hasn’t felt alive in a long time - not like he has now. Tasting you against his tongue sends a wave of shock throughout him. Like an adrenaline that doesn’t end. It has his heart pumping erratically, a delight so great that he shoves his face deeper against your cunt.
Jungkook’s tongue laps between your folds, slurping your arousal without a care. His head nods from side to side, hands pulling your thighs aside so he can taste even more of you.
Your back arches, eyes squeeze shut as you continue to grip and tug onto the sheets. The pleasure is overwhelming, your body shuddering with goosebumps as you attempt to handle it all. Your mind flashes with moments from the past as Jungkook’s tongue devours your very essence. Witnessing moments you and he were together in ways just like this, his tongue trailing all over your body, marking you as his own.
“K-Kook,” you swallow a gasp, your thighs jerking to shut. You felt pressure building up inside you.
Jungkook doesn’t allow your legs to close. He knows this feeling you’re experiencing. He continues to grind his tongue against your swollen clit, groaning against it. His eyes flicker up to your flushed face, stretched with astonishing pleasure.
The pressure builds and builds until you finally release it, a strangled sigh following after it. Your chest heaves, thighs trembling. Your hand reaches out against Jungkook’s forehead, attempting to push him away from you, but he doesn’t. You’re the finest delicacy he’s ever experienced in centuries and he’s addicted as he was for the first time. His tongue plunged in and out of your clenching hole to licking past your overstimulated clit, determined to taste every drop of cum you’ll give him.
By the time Jungkook removes himself from your wet cunt, you’re seeing white and he’s completely soaked. He doesn’t want to stop, but he understands that you’re new to this again. You’ve been reborn countless times without the chance to actually live until this lifetime. He would have to put his own selfish desires aside - for now.
“My love,” Jungkook licks his lips. “you taste so good. I’ve longed to have you on my tongue for so long.”
Jungkook presses wet lips against your inner thighs, kissing and savoring having you back and beneath him. If he could stay like this forever, he would. He contemplates doing just that. This world in the Underworld has been created by him to fully satiate you - to allow you to have something that is similar to the Human realm. With people and animals to interact with. It’s entirely molded by his hand and, if desired, he could take it all away.
It depends fully on how you act.
Jungkook’s lips are on your stomach now, gliding further and further up. Your eyes flutter open, your body far too relaxed. Your eyes are so heavy, wishing for the soft sheets to swallow you whole.
“Do you like it here?”
You haven’t realized Jungkook was now looking at you, hovering above you.
You nod your head slowly.
Jungkook hums to himself. His finger trails along the outline of your lips.
“I’m glad,” Jungkook responds. “I know you’d come to enjoy it here, my love. The Underworld isn’t the fiery pit of punishment the humans think it is.”
You take a deep breath. Jungkook is so close to you, your naked chest now pressed against his clothed one. His warmth covers you entirely and without thinking, your legs wrap around his waist.
“Can you…can you bring anyone here?”
Jungkook tilts his head. He had been staring at your face far too long, taking in each and every individual lash on your eyes.
“Of course.”
You’re unsure why your heart begins to beat faster. Your hands place themselves onto Jungkook’s shoulders. Your nose rubs along his, unsure why you’re feeling the way you are. Time in the Underworld is far different than the human realm, you note, and maybe that’s why your body yearns for Jungkook.
That, or maybe Yoongi’s words from a long time ago of you and Jungkook being twin flames. You and him were one ever since you consumed his blood, your heart beat synching with his own.
“I want to feel you.”
Jungkook blinks a few times.
“Like in the Heavens,” you continue, your arms trailing down his shoulders to his biceps. He’s fully clothed unlike you, but you’ve recalled his bare torso plenty of times before, leaving you fully enthralled but far too stubborn to reach.
“What do you want from me, my love?”
You swallow - what did you want?
Your hands trail down to his own clothing, the shirt wrinkling in your grasp. You tug slightly.
Jungkook complies, unraveling himself from you to remove the loose fitted shirt. He’s left with his naked torso once more.
The familiar flashbacks come and go, to that of you and him together in the Heavens, that familiar bright light surrounding the two of you.
“Whatever you’re asking of me, my love, I’ll do.” Jungkook continues as your hands place themselves onto his chest. Your shy eyes glances upwards at him.
“I want…” you begin, trailing off. There’s a throbbing between your legs that returns, no matter how overstimulated you are. “...I want my family back. Can you do that?”
Your right hand reaches upwards onto his cheek. Jungkook presses a kiss against your palm.
“Of course,” he says. The task wasn’t going to be easy. Your family had made it to the Heavens and that meant that there was another upcoming battle with the Creator.
But, if that’s what you wanted, Jungkook would do just that.
“It won’t be ethical, my love.”
Jungkook hits ruts against your core, his cock throbbing to feel your pussy around his cock bare like before.
You swallow thickly, your mind clouded with lust. Slowly, you nod your head. “I know.” you murmur.
Jungkook presses another kiss against your palm, his being content. After centuries and countless war and bloodshed, you were by his side again. He had you with him - and though it took longer than he’d ever expected, you were growing to love him. To understand what he was and just how the Underworld functioned. When he looks into your eyes, he witnesses the same darkness staring back at him as if he was looking into the mirror at his own reflection.
Jungkook smiles down at you; you’re right where you’re supposed to be now.
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