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"I'm pregnant, Jeonggukie."

Four months ago, these words crushed Jeon Jeongguk's world and sculptured it new. The man had still to process these words and their meanings behind. Taehyung held a little human in his stomach and that gave Jeongguk the creeps.

He had once called his pregnant partner a submarine for children. Taehyung was not very pleased to be compared to a submarine and had hit Jeongguk on the head before making the gruesome (and grumbling) male sleep on the couch instead of their now shared bed.

Jeongguk was still having his difficulties, twitching in his sleep and jolting awake sometimes when his demons held him in a too hard grip, when he felt Taehyung being so so so close, too close, too damn close!

But a grumbled "sleep Ggukie, you're moving too much" always caused the maniac to calm down. Yet he wouldn't stop sleeping with one eye open so he didn't have to fear harming his precious angel.

"What do we have here! A bad bad bad man, riiight boys?!", Jeongguk cackled before skipping over to the man tied down on a rusty chair, patting his cheek repeatedly until his tattooed fingers lingered and his touch turned harder and until he smacked the man right across the face multiple times.

"Hihi, I love it when they bleed. You also look so good in red! I suppose every evil man looks good in red", Jeongguk noted with a shrug of broad shoulders and he wiped his fingers on the man's destroyed shirt.

"Go to hell, fucking bastard" the elderly man was in a horrible condition already, merely a shadow of himself. The dark-haired man on the other side looked incredibly gorgeous, long hair pulled into a messy ponytail so he wouldn't get blood on it.

His Angel hated blood in his hair so Jeongguk kept it clean. The only one who dared to make a comment about his endearment for his Angel Taehyungie was now living with only one arm.

Long fingers slipped into the pocket of his black trousers clinging to his thick thighs, a loose black shirt hiding the majority of his upper body but the buttons were loose, causing everyone to get a glimpse of his chiseled chest.

"But we are already in hell", Jeongguk smirked, pulling out a long, sharp blade, shimmering silver under the dim light of his torture room. He twisted it fascinated, giggling to himself, the timbre twitching into insanity until it was an inhuman sound as he turned to face the horrified man.

"And I am the devil", Jeon Jeongguk snickered evilly as he bent over the man, pulling out a second blade.

The man started to scream.

"Now now, Mr. Choi. That's not very nice, you could wake up my Angel", Jeongguk tsked and clicked his tongue annoyed before motioning his minions and his favorite Yugyeom, to grab Mr. Choi's head.

The unlucky one in his hold was none other than Choi Minho's father, the governor of this city. He had dared to ask for Taehyung's head after he heard what had happened in his son's mansion. He wanted to see blood for what had been done to his son.

And he would get blood.

Just not the one of Taehyung, but rather his own.

Because he dared to mess with the King's Angel.

"Seokjin told me I can find you here, I brought you another hairtie, I really don't want you to dirty your hair, it's perfect right now" A new voice entered the room, inside stepped the incarnation of beauty.

Long mahagony locks curled around a stunning face blossoming in the prettiest colors of health and happiness. Rose petals on the apples of his cheeks, pink on his plump, heart-shaped lips. His skin was shimmering golden, a fact that Jeongguk absolutely adored, loving to run his lips or tongue along the golden skin of his legs.

Jeon Taehyung smiled as he stood in the doorframe, completely unbothered by the bloody and whimpering mess caused by his husband's hands. It wasn't the first time after all and Taehyung was already used to gore and blood.

When he moved closer to Jeongguk who roared possessively upon seeing him, his larger belly grew visible.

It was already month four of Taehyung's pregnancy and Jeongguk was going more and more berserk. He loved the sight of Taehyung being swollen with his child, ravishing him over and over again like the horny beast that he was. Having filled Taehyung over and over with his cum, it was a wonder the gorgeous brunet could even walk.

"Angel", Jeongguk growled possessively, immediately averting his attention away from his victim, to the person that was his whole world, who was forever his as much as Jeongguk belonged to Taehyung.

"Away with these bloody hands. Yugyeom, can you hand my idiot a towel before he touches my expensive shirt?" Taehyung slapped Jeongguk's greedy hands away with a scowl, something only he was allowed to. Yugyeom hurried to comply while Jeongguk was sulking.

"But you look so pretty, Angel", he whined. Doe eyes begged Taehyung to be allowed close and Jeongguk reminded the beauty of an eager puppy. The brunet giggled, the most beautiful sound in Jeongguk's ears.

Before he heard a scoff.

"You're the whore who killed my dear son."

Taehyung whipped his head around and waddled forward to face the man. The joker's minions immediately panicked and offered him their hands which Taehyung ignored. Jeongguk allowed his Angel to pass him, giddy excitement overtaking his mind.

"And you're the stupid fuck who gave birth to a menace", Taehyung smiled brightly. The man was taken aback by the younger's beauty, staring dumbfounded at the pretty boy.

"Jeonggukie", Taehyung chirped, opening his hand. The clown prince smiled giddily before handing Taehyung the desired item, not allowing anyone to touch his Angel. His hands were cleaned from blood so he took a greedy hold on Taehyung's waist.

The beautiful Meta continued to smile before he slit Mr. Choi's throat with a quick motion of his hand. A diamond ring sparked up in the dim light after the movement.

"Don't worry, Sugar, it won't be enough to kill you. Yet. You will suffocate until you choke on your own blood", Taehyung explained sweetly, dropping the blade in Yugyeom's hands before thanking him cutely.

"Make him suffer, Ggukie", Taehyung said with a smile before standing on his tippy toes to press a kiss to his lover's cheek. He turned to face Mr. Choi with a sinister smile.

"Enjoy your time in hell."

He then turned to tie Jeongguk's hair with another hairtie, bopping the maniac's nose. Jeongguk let the action happen and even chased the beauty's fingers with his mouth. Taehyung giggled, a sweet sound so contrasting to his own actions and to the intimidating character of his husband.

"One word about my space buns and you end up dead", Taehyung threatened the surrounding men who quickly averted their eyes away from their boss.

Because after all, the one who held the King's heart was the true ruler of hell.

And that was Jeon Taehyung, the one who claimed Jeon Jeongguk as his.

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