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baselinecult · 6 years ago

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Forbidden Us. 1

Genre: Its kinda fluffy? Kinda Angsty but it’s all very mild. (also I try to be funny kinda)

Warnings: Nothing (yet) except for the word fuck lol

Summary: Jungkook is hell bent (get it?) on getting out of this small town, all is good until one night he stumbles across a patch of dirt riddled with tulips and you.. with your wings.

Word count: 1.9k

A/N: My first writing post. i hope it lives up to expectation!! I have decided though, it would be better to do this in parts. I hope you lot enjoy this. Any feedback is welcomed & or requests / prompts for future writing. I would love to do requests! Sorry if its kinda a slow burn, the other parts have more angst in them.

Forbidden.

The word tossed at Jungkook daily, or more so when he was caught doing something ‘forbidden.’

He has heard that word more times than he can count. Over the years of sleeping in flames, and he swore once he finally died he would find some sort of peace, yet here he was.. demon duties and all did they toss that word at him like daggers. “Jungkook, going to the human world unassigned is forbidden.” “Jungkook, playing with the soul sceptre is absolutely forbidden.”

Blah, blah, blah

Jungkook scoffs at the thought of that stupid word and sure, maybe it’s because he isn’t the type to follow the rules, even when he was living and more so now. The higher ups to him seemed to truly love that word. Forbidden. Used purely to make him and many others feel trapped. I mean, he’s a demon. He will always be trapped in a ring of dark fire but-

“I just wanted to hold the stupid sceptre..” Jungkook mumbles to himself as he continues walking the vacant streets of the living. Don’t worry. He is actually allowed here this time. A few more silent steps, glancing to his left only to be greeted by the same coffee shop he see almost every time he is assigned here. Groaning, Jungkook throws his head back “Why does Hyun Always put me in this town.” Glancing around once more. “It’s so boring.”

He continues, the lights above him flickering with each passing of his figure. This town he’s in; He knows it all too well, from each shop keepers to every single fucking dog that manages to not only startled him (he’ll never admit it though) as he passes but their owners because; “what’re you barking at?” He’s been here so many times and Jungkook’s starting to think that Hyun is putting him here on purpose.

Jungkook remains on the same path feet barely touching the ground at this point as he makes his way up to a park bench illuminated by both the moon and the dim street lamps and where the next soul he is meant to collect is supposed to be. Glancing down at his wrist reading the time; he lets out a relieved sigh when he reads 11:34 pm.

“Great, a few more minutes and I’ll be free from this town.” He says. running his hands through his already messy dark locks. He doesn’t see it, at first that is. Only when the suddenly colour dances in the moonlight in the corner of his eyes. It’s not fully registered until he stops in front of a patch of flowers, slowly wilting at the presence of we,, him, that he sees it. Well more like her.

“What the fuc-” You stop. Anger obvious in your iris’ as you eye him up and down. Jungkook is staring, a bit too much simply waiting on you to scream, or something because well.. you can definitely see him. Floating. In the middle of this shitty night street. But. the scream never comes, instead a hard object hits the side of his head. He reaches up to grasp the assaulted skin. “Ouch what the fuck!” He says, voice grew darker as did the browns of his eyes fading into a black. He can hear the slight inhale you take as you step closer out of the shadow and near him. Under the dim light can he finally take in your appearance; Light hair, the soft eyes and.. huh? Wings?

“Why the fuck are you staring?” Your voice pulling him out of whatever trance he was stuck in. He notices the way your arms are folded across your body, face unamused. He looks away a bit too quick toward the bench, as the human takes a seat waiting for the bus they will never catch. He takes another glance toward you after a moment of silence. No, those can’t be real. He can’t help but notice how they flick in movement every once in a while, the holographic colour dancing off of them. It took him forever to believe in what he had become, in even the possibility that demons were in fact real and now he has to believe in a fucking FAIRY? No. He scoffs “Did you just get back from a halloween party or something, dear?” He says, a teasing tone lining his voice. He knows it’s not halloween but cleary you missed that memo. Right?

He stares waiting on a reply or you know “I’m sorry I threw a shovel at your head.” either one works. Tilting his head slightly with a smirk. Your lips are pressed into a tight line trying to not take what he of all species has to say. “Listen dickhead, first its fucking july. Second, look what you did to my tulips.” The last part comes out slightly softer than the first part. Either he noticed the way your voice grew faint and chose not to acknowledge it. OR he truly is a dumb as you have already painted him to be. All demons are daft.

“Wait..” He starts, looking at your face and letting his gaze go to your wings once again. “You’re fucking kidding me. Fairies are real?” You simply shrug. Did he really not know? “I don’t know.. am I standing right here?” You ask rolling your eyes as you take a few more steps in his direction. Crouching down when you reach the small patch of dead flowers. He watches your movement as you trace your fingers over each petal delicately. He can see how the drained red start to turn back into a deep one in seconds. A smile slowly starts to etch itself back onto your lips as you stand, “Um.. weren’t you here for something..?” You say pointing toward the black watch resting on his wrist. His eyes following the point of you finger until-

“SHIT.” He says as he whips around, the air force he caused would probably be enough to push you over it you allowed it. “No. no no no” He quickly walks toward the bench, not noticing you following behind curiously. He looks everywhere he possibly can, no one in sight. Great. “Fuck. Me” He runs his hands through his hair. How the fuck was he supposed to tell Hyun a fairy caused him to miss his mark. “That's too bad..” You mumble not fully expecting him to hear you as you make your way back to the spot where your newly revived flowers stood. If you could hear the rest of his sanity snap, it would be deafening. He looks over at you as you reach down to the tulips again. Rushing over to you he stomps on them, petals crunching under the force of his foot.

“W-What are you doing??” You choke out, trying your hardest to pry his foot off of the soft soil. When you look up you can clearly see the specks of black in his eyes, slowly spreading. “Your stupid fucking flowers made me miss my mark.” He hisses. Also your stupid wings but he didn’t mention that one, too busy fuming at the thought of missing his last mark. Your mouth is slightly open before you scoff “My flowers? Caused YOUR incompetence?!” You stand quickly, almost eye level. You didn’t mean to let it, but the tears didn’t care as they forced themselves to rest in your eyes. “Really?? You’re crying over fucking flowers??” He says, grabbing your wrist, tight. Squeezing it so hard you can feel the slight burn and the sizzle of his hand around you. You try to wiggle your way out of his grasp, Looking at him with wide eyes, until he finally just lets you go, causing you to fall onto the dirt with a small gasp. He turns, taking a few steps before looking back at you. “If I see you again.. I may not be so nice.”

You knew demons, how they were. You’ve met plenty of them, yet you didn’t even mean to meet him tonight, simply making your rounds to check on every flower that you had placed into the earth. He just happened to be there. And now your covered in dirt, surrounded by petals staring at the back of his head as he slowly fades from view.

You’ve been rubbing at the dark hand mark circling at your wrist for a few minutes now, a light sigh leaving your lips. You’ve tried so hard to hide it but you can’t really wear long sleeves now can you. Your wings flutter at even the thought of wearing such a restrictive shirt. “Are you okay?” Your sister, Chae, asks breaking your train of thought as she sets down the meal she’s finished preparing. “You’ve been rubbing at your wrist a lot..” She says, worry written all over her face. Shaking your head, you smile at her “I just worked a little too hard last night I guess.” Laughing lightly grabbing for the chop sticks in the middle of the table.

Chae seeming to believe you stuffs some of the noodles into her mouth. A few moments pass, the only sounds that can be heard is the ticking of the clock hanging above the refrigerator and the slight sound of chewing. “Oh!” Chae suddenly says, startling you slightly. “Did you hear? There was a demon in town last night!” Your heart stops at the mention. Oh? Really?” You ask, playing with the noodles before placing some into you mouth. Chae nods “Apparently his target was one of the old town shop keepers.. but he missed” Chuckling, she looks up at you “I mean, what kind of demon misses his mark like that?” You let out a soft laugh as she continues to ramble on about it. Hand coming down to continue twisting around the burning skin.

Jungkook however, was currently in a vacant room, Hyuns eye shooting waves of :You’re a fucking idiot’ and “You’re get your ass murdered (AGAIN)” A moment passes before Hyun lets out a sigh, standing up from his seat across the room, walking agonizingly slow. “Listen Jungkook, we know you’re kinda new at this, actually, you’ve been ere for how long now?” He chuckles, the faint smile he wore now fading.

“But.. you can’t fuck this type of shit up. Rebel against whomever you want, that’s on you. But you know better than to let a soul go.” He scolds. Jungkooks eyes are void of any emotion. “I’ll cut you a deal though” Hyun says, smirking when Jungkooks eyes finally meet his own. Hands reaching for Jungkooks shoulders as he circles around him; almost like a vulture with its prey. \

“Stay in that town for 3 months, collect a few more souls to prove to me you can and maybe i’ll consider not telling Luc.” Jungkook body tenses at the name. Waiting a moment until he finally nods. Deciding that dealing with that town for a couple more months is definitely better than having to deal with Luc. Luc of course being the douchebag (as Jungkook likes to call him) of hell. He’d rather sleep in hell fire for the rest of eternity than deal with Luc bitching to him about how he’s the ‘worst demon to even find his way into hell’ or how he’s a ‘fucking moron.’ He’d rather fix this before that could happen at all. And if he’s being honest, he despises him, so any opportunity to avoid him he will jump on it.

“Alright then.” Hyun taps Jungkooks shoulder once more as he passes by him. “Fuck this up.. I won’t be there to cut you deals anymore.” Hyuns voice fades, as does Jungkooks being.

And well.. shit.

[A/N 2: That’s part 1! I hope you guys liked it? Um.. I’ll be posting the next part in a few days or so! Thank you for reading! Also again if you have any type of one shot or anything you’d like to see. please let me know!]

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