🔥Your own demons⚡

Seokjin's POV

I continued to dance. The voices... The voices... They're everywhere. But I can't be weak. I just can't. Not in front of them. I can't show who I am in front of them.

I could feel my wings threatening to break free from my skin. Not here. Not on stage.

Finally, the last song. I was melting my shoulders into a puddle if this kept going. "Jin hyung, are you okay?" Yoongi asked concerned. I nodded, panting and sweating. My body hurt so much.

I shot my head up, hearing the announcement for the last song. I took a deep breath. The last song, then I can go home, then I can free my body from this torture. I went to stand in my spot. This was either going to be barely manageable, or going to fail. If I fail to hold myself down, everyone in this stage will see what I am... I can't show them. I just can't.

I tried to focus on my vocals, and not the burning pain in my back and my forehead. But that was nearly impossible, considering that when I was going to race home in a car with everyone else, I'd have to drive over the speed limit. Then I had to get Yoongi out of my room to safely even let myself break free. And I'd have to get out of the house without getting seen.

"Wings are made to fly~" Jungkook finally ended the song. Usually I'd enjoy this, but I swear I was at my limit. We went off stage, and I rushed to the bathroom as if it was my last day on earth.

"Jin hyung! Where are you going?" Jungkook asked yelling. "The bathroom Kookie don't worry!" I quickly yelled back. I locked the door and quickly took off my shirt. I mean, better have a shirt to save than a ripped one. It's pink glitter blazer of all things! I can't let such a beauty get ripped.

Like I said earlier, I was either to fail, or to barely make it. This was clearly failing. I could hear that inner demon scream for release, for power. Either I was too weak, or he was too strong.

I went through the tremendous pain, yet again, feeling my wings rip themselves from my skin, and devil-like horns grow from my head. I knew the sting in my eyes, of the pitch-black color surrounding them, the dark color they formed. The pale color that washed over my skin.

I failed to hold it... I failed to control the demon inside. The darker side of me.

M.YG ➰

I watched Jin run to the bathroom. I know I'm not the best with emotions, but I was worried about my hyung. He has been like this for a few months now. Every night he runs off, and in the early morning he returns. Bags are always under his eyes. I bet make-up couldn't even fix this now.

Minutes went by, and everyone was ready to go, except for Jin. I knocked on the door, hearing low growls and painful cries from the other side. "Hyung? Are you ready to go? Is something wrong?" I asked. The growls were inhuman, I could hear that.

"Y-Yoongi. Go with the others. I'll get there myself..." I heard him growl again. "But we all came in the same car. How are you going to get home?" I asked. "I said I'll get there.." He said, a threatening tone overcame his usual voice. Almost demonic it seemed.

I sighed. "Alright... I'll see you later hyung." I walked away from him. I was still worried, but I trust him. Not his growls, but him.

I walked back to the others. "Go. I'm waiting for Jin hyung, we're taking the manager's car." I said smiling. "Are you sure?" Namjoon asked. I nodded. "Very sure. He went home with his wife so..." I replied. "Alright..."

With that, they left. They trust me, but I don't trust Jin at this point. I let myself fall on the couch and waited for Jin to come out.

Finally, after a few more minutes, the door opened. But it wasn't Jin who came out of it. I widened my eyes. What I saw explained the demonic growls I heard. Jin his pitch-black hair was highlighted with red and white, and the horns that curved up from his head clearly told me in bright, dinosaur-sized letters: DEMON. His black wings were mixed with dark red feathers and grey to create a more majestic look.

As if he knew I was there, he began to talk. But his voice wasn't the same...

"I told you to go with the others. You're stubborn, Min Yoongi." He said lowly. I took a deep breath. "How did you know?" I asked. I was trying to seem tough, but in front of me was either Satan himself, or a demon.

Jin chuckled darkly. "I have my ways of knowing who is around me. I have my ways of picking out your darkest fears and desires, and make them happen. I'm sure you've already figured out what I am." He said lowly. I nodded. "Yes... I have. If I'm right at least." I said quietly. Jin turned around to me, as if he couldn't get any scarier.

His pitch-black eyes stared into mine, and his light grey skin was even paler than mine. "Are you a demon?" I asked hesitantly. Jin nodded. "I am. And I can get home. How will you?" He asked smirking. I gulped. "Uhm... I haven't thought about that..." I replied, rubbing the nape of my neck.

Jin chuckled. "How cute. There are two options." He started, walking towards me. He was absolutely terrifying. "You fly with me, and you shut your mouth about this. If you say one word, I'll kill you. Or you walk home." Jin said smirking.

I can't remember how many times I have blinked at the demon in front of me. I can't remember how many times I gulped in fear of this creature. But then again, this creature was my bandmate, visual, and my roommate.

"Well? I'm not staying here forever. I have souls to eat after all." He said, crossing his arms. "You eat souls? Won't they die then?" I asked. Jin shook his head. "No, they'll just feel weak. Whenever I eat a soul I can decide if I want to kill them, let them live but share a part of my personality with them, or turn them into a demon." He said lowly. I looked down hesitantly. "Can you fly me home?" I asked quietly.

Jin nodded. "Come on then." He nudged his head for me to come closer. I stood up and walked towards him. I squealed softly when Jin suddenly crouched down and forced me onto his back, in between his wings.

"Hold tight." He said lowly. I wrapped my arms around his waist tightly when we got outside. He turned his head around to face me slightly, and smirked. He spread his wings widely and shot from the ground. As if it was an everyday job for him, he continued to fly straight up into the sky, while I was just clamping onto his body like a scared Hoseok being forced onto a rollercoaster.

"Hyung! Slow down a bit! I'm not used to flying on top of a winged demon!" I yelled. He chuckled and finally began to fly normally, his body finally slanting forward instead of up, giving me a bit of support on his back.

Jin chuckled softly. "Enjoy the view while you can. It's not every day you can see this. Feel free to sit up. It'll take a few minutes before we get at the house." He said lowly, looking down on the city himself.

I hesitantly sat up, moving my legs on either side on his body. Still holding on tightly, I watching breathlessly at the view of the beautiful Ilsan. It was magnificent, absolutely beautiful. I looked at Jin his wings. They spoke demonic, but they were very beautiful. I wonder how he became like this...

After a few unforgettable minutes, Jin told me to hold him tightly again. He dropped down carefully, letting his feet hit the concrete of the back yard. He set me down. "Not a word to anyone.." He threatened. I nodded. "Not a word." I repeated.

Jin was about to fly off again when I held his wing. Jin tensed up and looked at me angrily. "Let go.." He growled. "They're so beautiful..." I said breathlessly. I softly caressed my hand along his feathers. Jin sighed. "What do you want Yoongi?" He asked turning back around to me. I looked up at him. "Is there any possibility I can get them too? Such beautiful wings." I asked hesitantly. Jin shook his head. "Only if you become a demon."

I straightened my back. "Then eat my soul hyung." I said confidently. Jin scoffed. "Yoongi, you can't be serious. This happens every night, and it's painful. Don't tell me you want this just for a pair of wings." He said lowly. "Don't let me forget the sudden devilishness that your personality will gain. You'll become a literal demon."

I sighed. "I don't care. If it's painful at least let me experience it with you. And people see me as a cold-hearted demon already. There won't be much to change." I said lowly. "I'm telling you once again hyung. Eat my soul."

Jin hesitantly walked back to me. "Remember, this was your choice. Nothing close to mine." He growled lowly. I nodded. "Open your mouth." He said, looking at me hungrily. I did as I was told to, opening my mouth widely. Jin held his hand out. I choked, feeling something come up my throat.

I coughed and stared with disbelieve as a snow-like colored glowing orb moved itself in the palm of Jin his hand. He smirked seeing my shocked face. He held his palm up higher in my face. "This is your soul." He said bluntly. "Am I lifeless now?" I asked, tilting my head at the cute little orb. Even though it made me choke. Jin laughed. "Oh in Satan's name, no!" He laughed. Even his laugh sounded demonic... If I knew any better this was Satan.

"I'm just eating it. You won't be lifeless, or soulless. This is just the eatable part. Your other soul will stay, because that will be the demonic part of your soul." He explained, finally calming himself down. "Remember. You wanted this. And also you might want to take your shirt off, because it'll start immediately."

I nodded, quickly pulling off my sweater. Like hell I'm going to rip that. I chuckled at my own thought, like hell. Jin smirked devilishly and crushed the ball into his hand. I gasped and held my stomach. I felt a painful sting, as if I got punched. "Please tell me this is part of the transformation." I breathed out. Jin chuckled. "If you want it to be. I just don't want to choke like you did." He said lowly, opening his hand.

The orb, which was once a beautiful glowing soul, was now nothing more than dull, lifeless powder. He smirked. "This will hurt, but I guess I'll see a new you sooner or later." He chuckled. I nodded. "Just get it over with."

Jin wasted no time, as if he was taking a shot of alcohol, he slid the powder into his mouth. He softly pushed my Adam's apple and smirked, moving his finger down to in between my collarbones. A deep red line left a trail behind Jin his finger, as he pushed the thumb of his other hand on my forehead.

I gasped in pain when I suddenly felt a rough burning sting in my back and my forehead. Jin let his hands fall beside his body and watched as I fell to my knees. I felt my back sting like fire, I let out a few painful groans before closing my eyes shut tightly. I felt wings rip themselves from my back, painfully. But the pain only got worse when my eyes began to sting, and horns began to grow from my skull. My body felt as if it was on fire.

Finally. It was over.

I panted and looked up at Jin, who was smirking amused. "Now there is no way back." He said lowly. I shook my head and stood up carefully. "I don't want to go back." I said lowly, shocking both Jin and I from my sudden voice. It was way lower than it used to be. It sounded pretty evil if you asked me, and I'm the one that owns it.

Jin smirked. "Well, Yoongi. How about a soul to feast of while you're at it?" I looked up at him. "No need to ask." I smirked. Jin chuckled and reached his hand to touch my wings. "This is how it feels like when someone suddenly grabs your wing." He said lowly, and harshly grabbed my wing. I gasped and growled, pushing Jin away. "Don't.. It hurts." I whined rubbing my painful wing. "Now you know how it feels. Let's go." Jin said quickly, already flying off into the sky.

I chuckled and shook my head slightly, as I followed him quickly. I smiled, feeling the air flow smoothly through my wings. So this is flying... Jin turned around to me and smiled. "Still no regret yet?" He asked. "No. Probably not going to get it either." I said shaking my head. "Just wait till there is a night concert. Then you'll cry differently." He chuckled. "Sure." I rolled my eyes at him.

"Follow me." "Like I haven't been doing that the whole time." I chuckled. Jin scoffed. "Whatever. You saw what I did, now you do it. Before you starve or accidentally eat one of our bandmates' souls."

I rolled my eyes and followed him down to the ground. "Just pull someone in and-" "I know how to pull someone into an alley Jin." I cut him off. "It's hyung to you." Jin said crossing his arms. "Whatever, Jin." I chuckled. "Be polite to a demon. For Satan's sake." He growled. I chuckled and quickly pulled someone into the alley.

The man looked shocked to suddenly see two demons in front of him. My smirk grew with the terrified face the man had glued on his face. Jin held the man tightly. "Not everyone is as volunteering as my victims. Maybe it's because I look more handsome." Jin said with an amusing chuckle. I growled. "Shut up. Just explain me how to do this stuff so I can kill you after."

Jin chuckled amused and forcefully opened the man his mouth. "Hold out your hand, his soul will automatically react to your needs." He said lowly. I held out my hand. I saw the man choke for a bit, before the same orb I had landed in the palm of my hand. I crushed the soul in my hand, feeling it turn to powder. I smirked, seeing the dull orb become nothing more but a meal. I quickly let it slide down my throat, feeling the powder fill my energy up to the brightest.

I smirked. "You may live." I said lowly. Jin smirked and pushed the man back out in the crowd. "That was easy now, was it?" He asked tilting his head. I nodded. "And it was good."

Jin chuckled and caressed my wings, carefully this time. "You wanted a pair of these, and you got them. Now the only fear you have is that the others will see you like this. If we want to live, we'll have to be out of sight when it happens every night. Understood?" He said lowly. "I'm not stupid Jin. But what do we do at concerts then?" I asked.

"We find an excuse to get out as soon as possible. Say that we're sick, that we have to go home for our family. Anything. We exist around lies and deception." Jin said sternly. I nodded. "We just make up a great excuse."

Jin and I flew off again. Back home. That was when a question popped up in my head. "Do angels exist too?" I asked. Jin nodded. "They do. But they have a choice. Unlike us, we'll always turn at night, they can choose if they want to turn. It's unfair, but it's the world." Jin replied lowly, clearly annoyed. "And how did you become this way?" Jin frowned at my question. "I was born this way. It just became harder to control with age. I am a demon, and demons shouldn't be in their human form."

I tilted my head. "Were you always named Seokjin?" I asked. Jin growled. "Where are all these questions coming from?! And no! If you must know, my name used to be Hongsu..." Jin said hesitantly.

I didn't know if I should ask another question. But I'm a demon now, why should I care? "Were you born in Hell?" I asked lowly. Jin scoffed. "I was born on earth. Hell is no one's home. Just a holiday spot for us. There is no Satan, or God. Just angels and demons, and our holiday spots." He said laughing softly.

I nodded understanding. "What are demons exactly? Because I feel like there is a second Jin right now that took over the other." I said with a chuckle. Jin looked at me confused and tilted his head, then burst into laughter. "Oh my Satan. No. I am still the same Jin that you saw on stage. I'm still the same Jin that cooked for you yesterday, and the same Jin that slapped you yesterday." He laughed.

I growled. "I should slap you for that." "You can try. But I am much stronger and have better reflexes than you. I can pin you down faster than you can call out my name." He said lowly. "And anyway. Demons are a sort of second personality. We have a demonic personality, which is the one you're seeing right now, and the human personality, which comes out at day. I'm basically split." Jin explained.

I tilted my head. "So my personalities are split too?" Jin nodded. "Yeah. But you didn't change much, or that'll come. The point is, that this personality, is the darker side of me. The darkest desires and fantasies and dreams and wishes and all that stuff, that's this part." He said, pointing at himself.

"So... I'm a darker version of myself... Cool." I chuckled. "If I were to really take it more serious than I did, I would have a 'Suga-AgustD' situation." I laughed. "True. If you'd have that, this would be your AgustD." Jin said smiling. "So... this is my own demon." I said lowly. Jin nodded. "Your own demon." He repeated.

I looked at my wings and my skin. I smiled. This was going to be fun...-

-Is what I thought. Jin looked at the rays of sunlight, threatening to beam onto our skin. "Oh... Lord, this again." He growled. "Is it time?" I asked lowly. Jin nodded. "It's time to crawl back into that small shell I call a handsome body and come back tonight."

I gulped silently. The moment that the sunlight finally hit my body, I began to hiss in pain. Not to many seconds later, Jin gave the same reaction. I grabbed my head getting a major headache, feeling my wings fold into my skin, and my horns just shrinking into my skull. I shut my eyes tightly feeling an ice-cold sting over my body, when finally it was over.

I let myself fall on the grass, exhausted and in pain. I was about to stand back up when Jin landed on top of me. With a thud, we fell back on the grass. I widened my eyes in shock. Because of the sudden fall, our lips were pressed together.

Jin widened his eyes and pulled away. "S-sorry!" He quickly got off me. "Sorry..." He repeated. "For turning you." He finished softly. I smiled softly. "Don't worry about it. It's getting used to. Maybe later we can eat souls together every day without any lecture." Jin looked at me and chuckled. "Maybe. Perhaps one day..."

I waited patiently for the next night, using my free day off to sleep. Of course no surprise. Producing my music can wait a day. I groaned feeling that tremendous amount of pain once again. I widened my eyes quickly and sat up. I mean... shirtless already so... just wait?

I heard Jin from the bathroom next to me, groaning in pain. Thank God we're roommates. I gasped feeling my wings rip from my skin again, and horns grow themselves from my skull. I let it happen, smiling softly as I felt those dark desires take over me.

I stood up and rolled my head around my shoulders loosely, opening the bathroom door. I groaned. "Stop staring in the mirror. You're handsome, but that mirror won't kiss you." I spat lowly. Jin looked at me and smirked. "If it isn't our lovely Yoongi. Come here."

I frowned and went to stand next to him. I tilted my head looking in the mirror. I never saw my face in this state... I used to think it was the same as Jin's. Guess not.

My skin was paler than his, and my eyes were darker. His wings were more colored and his horns were slightly darker and longer than mine.

"We look like a couple like this." Jin said with a chuckle. I scoffed. "And you're the wife." I said looking away from the mirror. Those plump lips of him didn't change one bit.

I looked at him, as he returned me a gaze. I smirked and pulled him down to my height. "I bet you enjoyed that kiss this morning." I said lowly. Jin scoffed and chuckled. "I'm the total opposite of human me. If human me was embarrassed, I wasn't. If the human me pulled away and apologized, I wouldn't." He replied, smirking devilishly.

"So you did." I concluded. "You're growing brains." He laughed. I growled lowly and grabbed the nape of his neck harshly, pulling him towards me and pressed our lips together again. I could feel him smirk and he kissed back, biting my bottom lip.

I growled. "I'm the dominant one here, Jin." "In your dreams.." Jin replied, forcing his tongue into my mouth. For a while we continued to make out in the bathroom, constantly glancing at each other. "What other desires do you have?" Jin asked lowly, smirking. I scoffed. "I bet you know every detail of it.."

The End

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