"Where the hell are our snipers?!"

At Griffin's panicked voice, you glance around. The watchtower in the distance is completely empty, the Hunters on the front lines trying their hardest to hold the demons at bay. It's near impossible. There's a good thirty demons of varying classes. 1's, 2's, and 3's. 

Jayden's already beaten up; he got thrown back into the walls of the compound, so he's out for the fight, and maybe a few days too. Val got stabbed in the stomach, and she's laying on the ground while Jin protects her.

Namjoon, Yoongi, and Hoseok are busy fighting one class 3. Meanwhile, Taehyung is next to you after just defeating a class 2. 

"Are you alright?" Tae asks. 

You nod. "You're the one who got grazed." 

He brushes it off. "Not a big deal." 

Tae got grazed by a claw in the shoulder, which can be a lot more serious than most would think. If it's his sword arm, it can really tear and get worse throughout the course of a fight.

Another class 3 roars and jumps in front of you and Tae. Tae rushes into action, throwing the dagger into the monster's chest. The creature howls and pounces. Tae and you part at the same time, rolling away. 

Both of you whip up and throw daggers in sync, both blades sinking into its chest. It yelps and cowers away in fear. You take the opportunity to run up and jump on its back, stabbing it through the head.

When it fades to dust, you land on your feet. 

"For a class 3, that wasn't bad," Tae says. 

Jin picks the injured Val up and carries her away while Griff covers them. You whip around in time to get hit in the face by something sharp. With a grunt, you fall to the ground, red crowding your vision. Tae's voice yells out something, but you don't know what. A groan passes your swollen lips, your body willing itself to sit up.

Your vision comes back moments later, and your jaw drops. Tae, Namjoon, and Yoongi are engaged in combat with a big motherfucker. A class 4. Again. 

Why is there another one? Since when? They're supposed to be rare, not common. Maybe, maybe once a month at most. Why are they coming out more all of a sudden? 

You almost cry at the thought of more class 4's coming around. Last time, you almost lost two crewmates. Speaking of... one of those two is supposed to be covering you. Where's Jimin?

You tremble while you stand and grab your sword. There's blood trickling down your cheek. It's like the creature punched and scratched you at the same time. AKA—it hurts like a bitch. Luckily it'll heal by tomorrow, but that doesn't make it any less annoying. 

You grit your teeth and rush into action, helping the other three attack the giant class 4. It towers above you all, hissing and snarling. The remaining crew fight off the other demons, but it becomes obvious rather quickly that you're outmatched without your snipers.

Tae manages to land a good hit on the class 4, but at a price. He ends up getting knocked away and put out of the fight for probably a solid minute. He got thrown pretty far. Poor boy. 

You force away your thoughts and focus on the massive monster in front of you, joining the other two engaged in combat. 

"Jump on me!" Namjoon calls as he crouches. You hop up and push off of his shoulders, jumping higher and landing on the arm of the class 4.

It shrieks in surprise, swatting at you to no avail. Yoongi and Namjoon distract it as best they can while you desperately try to climb up the arm. You're about to reach its head when it rapidly jerks its arm and knocks you off. 

The ground welcomes you. You let out a sharp, painful breath. God damn, your entire body is fucked up. 

The class 4 raises its big foot, about to stomp on you when an arrow hits it in the head. It screeches in pain, fading to dust mere seconds later.

You turn to see Raven not too far from you, panting and pale. Right away, you run to her. 

"Rave? What happened?" 

"Mimic demon," she mumbles. "Jimin got stabbed, he's out of action. Jungkook's wounded. Apollo's treating them."

"How bad?" 

"It's nothing that won't heal in a few days, but it's still enough to put him out of the fight." 

You nod. "What can I do?"

"Move." 

"Huh-" 

"Move!" 

You do, and just in time.

Raven shoots an arrow at a class 2 that was about to pounce on you. 

You huff. "Sorry, I think I'm forgetting all the basics because of this craziness." 

"It's okay, but we have a fight to win. There's a lot left," she says while shooting her arrows at the demons who come close. 

You draw your sword. "See you in a minute, and thanks for coming back." 

"I had to. I may be injured, but I can't leave the people I love behind. I knew deep down, you needed me." 

"We always do," you reply with a small smile before rushing back into the fray.

There's only about ten left, but it's still enough to be a challenge. Raven showing up really turned the tide. Having long range is the most effective way to kill demons. It's often overlooked, but it's very, very useful. 

There's still one problem: literally everyone is injured. You have a bad cheek and head injury, Jimin and Val were stabbed, Jungkook is Jungkook, Taehyung got grazed, and everyone else got tossed around like ragdolls.

A class 2 snarls and comes closer to you, reaching out and about to grab you. You hold up your sword to block, but Griffin comes over and jumps on it, stabbing it in the back. 

"Thanks," you say. He looks at you in surprise, as if he's seen a ghost. "Griff?" 

He stares for a few more seconds until another class 2 jumps at him. 

"Watch out!" you yell, throwing a dagger in a split second. It hits the creature and kills it, Griffin seemingly snapping back to his senses. 

Griffin heaves in a few breaths as he takes the dagger and tosses it back to you. "I-I'm sorry, you just look... so much like her." 

You frown as you catch your weapon. "Your sister?" 

He presses his lips into a line as his brows knit together. "I'm so sorry. I can't shake it off."

"Then let's make up for what's been lost. Let's kill these bastards together." You give his shoulder a squeeze, watching the dwindling numbers of demons. "For your sister."

He looks like he's about to cry. "For my sister." 

Together, you join the fight, combating the creatures side-by-side as if you really are siblings.

The fight goes rather well. Despite everyone having at least a minor injury, the demons fade away. Soon enough, the group of Hunters are standing over the dust blowing in the wind. 

The demons are gone. Their attack failed. You can't stop the smile that spreads on your face. Finally some good news for once. Lord knows you need it. 

When you turn around, you're not surprised that everyone slumps to the ground. You want to do the same, but your mind is focused on one person: Jungkook.

Without hesitating any longer, you rush back inside the compound with Griffin hurrying behind you. 

"What's got you in a hurry?" Griffin asks. 

"My boyfriend's injured along with everyone else. I need to make sure he's okay," you quickly explain. 

He nods, and the two of you rush inside the infirmary. As soon as you burst down the door, you see it's already packed. Jimin, Apollo, Val, and Jin are inside.

Your breath leaves your body. "Not that I'm not happy to see you, but where the hell is my boyfriend?"

You don't want to sound like you're mad at them, but the panic is starting to seep in. 

"He left to patrol. Apparently there's shifters around, he took care of three already," Apollo says. 

Jimin's unconscious, probably put under a medically induced coma for now, and Val's getting stitches from a weak Jin. Looks like the Hunters are doing fantastic.

Right away, you turn and rush out of the room. Griff goes to follow you, but you stop him. "Get to the others and bring them to the infirmary, they all need medical attention," you command. 

"What about you?" Griff asks with furrowed brows. 

"I'll be okay. I got minor injuries." 

"You got thrown around, I don't think that qualifies as minor." 

You shrug. "As long as my supervisor has no problem with it, then we should be fine." 

Every visit with Mr. Lee is the same. He gives you a nod of respect, tells you the update, gives you a demon to kill, then you fuck off. Now's not the time to be thinking of that, though. Jungkook needs you.

After Griffin agrees to your words, you swivel on your heel and storm away.

"Jungkook!" you yell, sprinting down the hall. 

Where the hell is this bunny boy? He's injured as hell but he's more worried about fighting as many demons as possible? Seriously? You can't stop the groan that leaves your lips. Your man is stubborn as all living hell. Honestly it's a bit scary how stubborn he is. Running out to fight random demons all on his own while injured. That's probably the most Jungkook thing he's done.

"Jungkook!" you call, panting when you reach a dead end. 

Great. This is wonderful. You groan and kick the wall. Where the hell did he possibly go? Is he looking for you outside? Does he not know you're here? The thought terrifies you. Poor boy will be worried sick not knowing if you're alive or dead. Maybe you should go back and look outside. Ugh, who knows anymore. Why is life so confusi-

"How dare you."

You go still. That's his voice. Jungkook's voice. 

You grin and whip around. "Bun-" 

Wait, what. 

Jungkook's standing about ten feet away, dust all over his clothes, his body glistening with sweat, his chest rising and falling rapidly due to his panting. But that's not the most concerning thing. No. 

Jeon Jungkook is glowing so brightly that he's hurting your eyes. You wince and back away, staring at the giant glowing horns that almost look like flames. But that's not all—he has motherfucking wings. Glowing, flame-like wings.

Your jaw drops. "Jungkook... holy shit." 

He grits his teeth, his sword burning with the rest of him. It's not quite flame-filled yet, but it looks like it's about to be there. 

"How dare you take her face!" he shouts. 

"Wha-" 

He cuts you off. Jungkook borderline flies to you, pouncing and knocking you to the ground. He pins you down, holding his sword above his head. What the fuck is happening right now?! Jeon Jungkook has flame horns and wings and is about to stab you. What the actual fuck?!

"Bunny!" you yell. That makes him go stiff. His eyes stop burning red, showing his gold Hunter eyes. 

"Y/N? Is it really you?" he whispers. 

"Of course it is. You think I'm just casually walking around out here yelling out your name because I'm a mimic?" 

"How do I know this isn't a trick?" 

You could tell him a memory only you and him would know. That would be the normal thing to do. But are you normal?

No, you're not.

Without uttering a word, you grab his shirt and bring his lips crashing down on yours. He kisses back right away, his flamed wings getting brighter. 

You put your hands on his chest and deepen the kiss. His tongue pokes against you, the hunger he has almost scaring you. Key word is almost. The truth is, you want him as badly as he wants you, maybe even more so. 

The way his lips suck on yours and his hands explore your skin leaves you breathless, your body aching for more. That's exactly what he gives you.

Jungkook pants and pulls back, grabbing you by the thighs and pinning you up against the wall. His sword clatters to the ground, and yours does too. Neither of you care. 

As soon as your back hits the stone, he kisses you again. The kiss quickly turns into a sloppy make out session, his rushed breathing firing out of his nose and hitting your flushed skin. It makes your mind swarm with thoughts of what you want to do to him.

He groans into your kiss and digs his fingernails into your pants. Your eyes are closed, but somehow he's glowing so brightly that you can still see the orange tint he displays. 

Jungkook parts from you and glares right into your eyes. Two seconds later, he puts your feet on the ground and throws off your jacket. Then, he quite literally rips your shirt off with his bare hands. 

"Jeon Jungkook," you say with a huff.

"Good, you know who you belong to. Now let's get you to scream it."

He kisses you again, cutting off your thoughts. His fingers grab your pants and threaten to pull them down. One of his fingers trails dangerously close to where you want it most, but he smirks into your passionate kiss and decides to tease you. 

What a little shit. This man doesn't know how to do anything other than tease you in times like these. 

You push him back and grunt. "Really?" 

"Take off your pants," he commands. 

"No."

"Either you do or I will. Up to you."

You click your tongue. "Getting bold, are we?" 

"I can be a lot worse than this. Don't make me force you into submission. You won't like it." 

"Funny, I was about to say the same to you." 

"I'll make you my little slut, how about that?" 

You laugh and grab his shirt, pulling it up and kneeling down. He raises a brow at your sudden actions, but you don't care about his intense stare. Instead, you get to work.

Within the blink of an eye, the tide turns, and he's softly moaning. You bite at his abs and leave marks in your wake, going up and down each muscle with your tongue and cherishing the feeling of his skin right underneath your lips. 

He grabs your hair and bundles it up, pulling on your poor locks. You hum against his skin, liking the strangely pleasurable but painful feeling he brings to you. Regardless of your scalp stinging from his actions, you go up higher and higher until you're standing in front of him again, eyeing him before dropping his shirt.

"Oh, sorry. Did I go too hard? Will those not heal by tomorrow?" you tease while waggling your brows. 

"I'll fuck you right here, right now, with the threat of someone walking over and seeing me pleasuring you against this wall," he whispers. 

You keep your confident smirk and shake your head, but he doesn't seem convinced by your demeanor.

"They'll hear you from the other side of the damn complex that's how loud I'll make you scream," he adds, licking his lower lip. 

"Nice try, Jeon, but you're bleeding." 

He chuckles. "You'll be bleeding soon too." 

You furrow your brows. "What? Why?"

"I'll go so hard I'll make your pussy-" 

Okay, that's it.

You grunt and push him back, grabbing your sword from off the ground. "You're bleeding and have a massive bruise on your hand." 

"Not as massive as the ones I'll be giving you tonight-" 

"Oh my God," you say, groaning and rolling your eyes. "Come on, horny boy. Let's go." Before you can grab his sword, he grips your elbow. You lock eyes with him. "What?" 

"Come to my room tonight. We'll see how bratty you are then." 

"Yes, we will," you reply with an eye roll, slipping away from him.

Jungkook grabs his sword before you can, his horns and wings fading away. Eventually, the Hunter glow leaves too. 

After you grab your jacket and zip it up (your poor shirt is getting left behind), the two of you walk back down the corridor in silence, but you can't help but sigh. 

"I'm glad you're okay," you mutter. 

Jungkook reaches over and gently holds your hand, a small smile on his lips. "I'm glad you're okay too. When I saw you standing there... I really thought you were a mimic. I would've killed you without hesitation." 

You glance over at him and stop, him stopping with you. "Then it's a good thing I said something. Kook, I want you to know this."

 "Know what?" 

You place a hand on his cheek and peck his lips. "You mean everything to me. I know we just had that hot make out session and we're gonna fuck tonight, but you mean the world to me. I finally have a cause in life. That cause is you."

He comes closer and places a hand over the one you have on his cheek. Right after, his free hand falls to your waist and stays there. "I feel the same way," he whispers. 

He closes the gap and kisses you. It's a lot softer than any of the kisses you've had recently. Every movement seems to draw you in more. Despite wanting to turn up the heat, you know you can't. You have a mission to complete first.

When you part, he places his forehead on yours and sighs. "I think I'm falling in love with you," he admits. 

Your body goes stiff. "You think or you know?"

He puts both hands on your hips now, bringing you closer. "Know. I can't wait to tell you for the first time." 

You chuckle. "You know why we work so well?" He hums. "Because we always feel the same about each other." 

He opens his eyes and stares at you in surprise. You don't give him the chance to question you, you simply take his hand and walk away.

Together, you two reach the infirmary and step inside to see it packed. Everyone's inside now with Apollo and Jin treating the wounded. 

"Jungkook, come over here please," Apollo calls upon seeing him. 

Jungkook gives your forehead a peck before strolling away and meeting up with Apollo. Ah, this boy. Yeah, you know it. You're in love with him. 

With a sigh, you go to the closest bed, where Griffin is sitting and staring at the locket hanging off his neck.

"You've lost so much," you whisper, sitting next to him. 

He frowns and tucks the locket back under his shirt, turning to face you. "But I also gained a lot. This family I have is the best one I could ask for. There's nothing else I need in life as long as I have all of you." 

You smile and place your hand over his. The two of you give each other a nod of respect, thankful that it's all over. 

"How do you do it?" you ask. 

"Do what?" 

"This. All this positivity. All this cheerfulness that makes my day. You've been destroyed but still smile. Why?" 

He gives you a sad look, but his lips move up to form a small grin. "I hated life. I hated myself, the world, my powers... I hated everything. But she didn't. She was the happy, fun, joyful one. When I said it should've been me who went instead of her? I wasn't just being down on myself. She was always the better sibling." 

Before you can talk, he sighs. 

"I was a terrible person, but then she left and everything changed. I stopped being some uptight, depressed prick and decided to make a difference. I actually smiled." 

Griffin meets your eyes and almost cries, squeezing your hand. 

"I smile now. I smile for her."