Just imagine those demons are BTS (minus Seokjin) and the middle is Jimin. Top left: Jungkook. Top right: Yoongi. Bottom left: Taehyung. Bottom right: Namjoon. Bottom middle: Hoseok

🔥Greetings from the fire🔥

"Once upon a time, there once was a young man, who-" Seokjin started. He was cut off rudely by the laughter of his younger friend, Jimin. "Can you be any more cliche hyung?" He asked laughing.

Seokjin frowned. "I could have gone with the whole 'long ago in a land far away-stuff'. Be glad I went easy on you." He said. Jimin calmed himself down slightly. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry hyung."

Seokjin took a deep breath, before continuing the story. "Once upon a time...

°•°•°
7000 years ago,
The pit of Hell
Eternal Fire

The demon growled as he slammed his fist against the dummy once more. A punishment, his father once said, is a way to let your anger out. But do not let it consume you, for you shall dive into the wrong path. The black-haired demon scoffed, soft highlights of red in his hair falling over his eyes.

He sighed deeply, inhaling the sharp scent of the burning fire.
The Eternal Fire.
A place where demons could never use their power. They could never escape unless permission was given. There was no escape from that place.

The son of the king, was in there. A punishment he had to face. "Father!" He roared. He rubbed the bandage, that covered a burning wound on his left bottom arm. On that same arm, under his bicep, a golden ring was sealed. It was a sign of royalty and loyalty. And the demon hated it.

His chest was covered by a thin tight layer of cloth, a tank top with a small turtleneck and only one sleeve that went down his right arm until his elbow. To his disappointment, a red cape rested on his shoulders, pinned onto the shirt by a pin that screamed expensively. Bont and white fur covered the top of the cape, and even a sharp iron piece was used as armor on his right shoulder.

His pants were a rough leather, a night blue which were tucked into high black boots. A satin belt of cloth rested around his waist, giving it a little bit of comfort.

The demon's long pointy ears twitched at the sound of footsteps on the floor. He frowned when he saw his father. The taller man stood straight, a cold expression on his face, just like his son. The demon was embarrassed to be wearing the same horns as his father.

White and long. The horns that started right behind his ear and curved up right above them, ending in a sharp manner. On his right horn, rested the same ring that was placed under his left bicep. Another sign of royalty.

"My son." His father started. "When will you let me out. I have done nothing wrong!" He yelled. His red and black eyes were locked with his father's. "Yoongi-" "Father. I tell you again, I have done nothing wrong!" The demon shouted.

His father shook his head. "Namjoon told me everything." Yoongi gritted his teeth. That little snitch, he thought. "Father, you know Namjoon dislikes me. Do you really believe him over your own son?" He asked, growling lowly. His father shook his head. "Of course not, but I was very disappointed to know that you almost beat up one of your own people." He spoke.

Yoongi held his breath. "Lies, father. I never beat up any of the demons." He defended, refusing to let this argument go to the younger demon who had betrayed him. "Oh, and shall I call down the one who is still facing the consequences and wounds of your fire?" His father roared angrily. "Lying is not tolerated." He spoke.

Yoongi clenched his left bicep in pain, a painful burn mark tattooed into his skin. It looked like a lightning bolt, but with a few branches to the side, like a crack in the floor or in the skin. The black mark caused Yoongi's eyes to widen in both anger and fear.

"You ban me from the throne?!" He yelled. "I told you before, my son, lying is not tolerated here in my family." "But I am not lying father!" Yoongi yelled. His father shook his head. "I'm sorry, my son. I'm sending you away to earth. Learn your lesson before you return." He spoke.

Yoongi roared loudly, his anger rising under his skin when he saw the purple horned demon stand next to his father. Yoongi frowned. "I'll come back for you." He growled, turning his attention to Namjoon. "With one goal." He spoke. Namjoon grinned, pushing his glasses further up his nose in disinterest.

"To kill you." Yoongi snarled.
Before he disappeared, fading in fire.
To earth. Where a host would wait for him.

As a demon, a royal one in fact, Yoongi hated depending on someone. Now he had no choice. He frowned at the colorful world, and at the baby in front of him, laying in the mother's arms. The father was smiling, not being able to see the demon.

The baby laughed, smiling at Yoongi. He held his small hands out to him, the father laying his pinkie in the palm of the baby's hand. The baby grasped it, hugging it close.

Yoongi found it strange. That same night, when the baby laying in between the parents. The baby wasn't asleep. He was staring at the demon with a smile. He reached his small hands towards Yoongi, who raised his eyebrow. He leaned towards the baby, curious for his scent.

He growled when the baby grabbed his horn in his small hands, pulling at the thick bone. Yoongi growled loudly at the baby, pulling the small hands off with brute force.

The baby didn't cry. He smiled widely at the demon. Yoongi tilted his head, finally picking a scent from the baby. It was sweet, innocent. It was like the sea, a clean sea that was blooming in the dawn, the waves that would crash onto the beach.

They send him to a weak miserable innocent human. How long is he supposed to stay here? Yoongi sighed, deciding to go to sleep.

15 years later, Yoongi had watched the baby grow up into a teen. And soon, after 20 years, into an adult.

"So... you've been with me since birth?" Jaimin asked, moving a few more boxed inside. The young man had just moved out, and Yoongi went with him.

Yoongi nodded. "It's strange. To be snatched from royalty and to be sent to a mortal. What will happen to me after you die?" He chuckled to himself. Jaimin frowned. "What a nice way to settle into a new home." He growled.

Yoongi scoffed. "I know. Your only friend is a demon prince who was banned from loyalty. What a home feeling." He growled. Jaimin rolled his eyes. "Thanks a lot." He chuckled and smiled at the demon. "How bad you may have messed up my life, I'm glad you're here."

Yoongi returned him a small smile, a soft nod towards him. "I'm glad to be with you. This Earth is so weird." He chuckled. Jaimin smiled. "You'll get over it."

°•°•°
Back to now,
Earth
Busan

Jimin raised his eyebrow. "And this really happened?" Seokjin nodded. "It's been passed from my family. From my grandfather to my mother, and to me. I know you're my friend, but I feel like you need to know this. The family that started with that demon, his name was Park Jaimin. I've looked through the books. Park Jaimin is a long, long grand family member." Seokjin said smiling.

Jimin tilted his head. "So what are you saying?" He asked. "Perhaps this Yoongi may be passed onto you when your father or mother dies." Seokjin said. Jimin signed and pulled out his phone. "If I call them right now, and they say no, I'm getting free food from you for a whole year." He smirked.

"I would reconsider calling your dad." A husky voice growled. Jimin rapidly turned around, screaming as if his life was about to end. He had never seen anything like it.

Seokjin looked past Jimin, smiling at the demon. "There he is!" Yoongi raised an eyebrow. "How can you see me exactly?" Seokjin smiled. "Namjoon got send down too."

Yoongi's expression hardened into a fire burning gaze. He growled lowly. "He is here?" Seokjin nodded. "He's been sent to my grandfather, and my mother, and now me." He chuckled.

Jimin gulped, nervously feeling their tension. "Where is he?!" Yoongi roared. Anger rose within him, his hands burning with rising fire. Jimin backed away, fear overtaking his body.

Seokjin smiled. "He's already here." Yoongi growled. "I want to see his pathetic face in front of me!" He roared. As if on cue, a purple horned demon chuckled. "Ah... You don't know how long I've waited for this moment." The low voice hissed.

"Evening Namjoon." Seokjin smiled. "Evening Jin." Namjoon replied with a dimpled smile. "Stop chattering and fight me!" Yoongi roared. Namjoon chuckled, a matching staff appearing in his palm.

"I wondered how long it would take for you to say something foolish." He chuckled. Yoongi growled lowly, fire burning at his fingertips. Namjoon hissed in return. "Wait, wait, wait!" Jimin yelled. "Is there a complot here that I don't get?" He asked.

Yoongi blinked at him. "Com... complot?" Jimin nodded. "A situation? Something?" He asked again. "Ah... Really now? Namjoon you should know better than this." Another voice snarled.

Namjoon looked behind Jimin, smiling at the blue horned demon. "Jungkook, good evening." He said lowly. Jungkook growled lowly. "It's too early for this." He whined. "It's almost 11 in the evening!" Jimin shrieked. "Exactly." Jungkook growled.

Yoongi his breathing hitched, growls rapidly erupting from his throat. "Father send you?" He asked. "For Namjoon, yes. You have some... extra protection." Jungkook replied. "You are getting a visit from Taehyung and Hoseok."

"Already here!" An exciting voice yelled. Yoongi took a deep annoyed breath. "Taehyung.." He growled. The short orange horned demon jumped onto his back, pulling at his horns, causing Yoongi to roar loudly, pushing the demon off him roughly.

Taehyung hissed back at him. "Come on, try not to kill each other yet." A green horned demon chuckled. "I'll get kill-joy, and I may kill this human by accident." Yoongi growled. "Don't. Touch. Him." He snarled.

His body was shaking with anger. Namjoon found it quite amusing. Seokjin chuckled. "How fun." Jimin glared daggers at him. "THERE ARE DEMONS IN THIS ROOM!!" He shrieked.  "And me, Namjoon and Jungkook will leave now." Seokjin spoke.

He grabbed Namjoon's arm, pecking his cheek before pulling the hissing demon away. Jungkook followed them. It left an angry Yoongi with two demons and a human. One filled with kill-joy, and one filled with cute energy, and a human filled with fear.

Jimin shivered in his place. "Hi! I'm Taehyung!" The orange horned boy smiled a boxy smile. Jimin gulped. "H-hello..." Hoseok chuckled. "Don't worry dear, I won't kill you... yet." Hoseok growled with a low chuckle.

Yoongi grabbed Hoseok by his upward curved horn, pulling him back mercilessly. Hoseok roared in pain, growling loudly at the upper demon. Yoongi growled at him. "The human is mine! Just like it always has been!"

Hoseok snarled at him. "So protective over such a powerless pathetic human." Yoongi growled at him. "You know what my father said. After 50 humans, or more, I can return to Hell, more powerful than even my brother!" Taehyung pouted. "And take this human's soul? But he's so cute!"

Jimin widened his eyes. "T-take my soul?!" Yoongi nodded. "I'll take the human's soul, to take back what is originally mine." He growled, pushing Hoseok away. "So, open up." Yoongi snarled. "No!" Jimin snapped.

Yoongi growled lowly. "Open your mouth, or I'll do it by force." Yoongi snarled. Jimin scoffed. "Do it. I dare you!"

Both of the demons gasped as Yoongi tensed. His muscles tightening around the bones, his jaw clenching to restrain him from cursing. "I won't say it again. I'm warning you." He growled. Jimin smirked slightly. "Do it."

Yoongi growled, pulling at Jimin's jaw. Jimin burst into laughter, pushing his knee up, right into his crotch. Yoongi roared in pain, crashing onto his knees. "You mortal idiot!" He roared.

Jimin grinned. He had no idea where this was coming from, but there was no way he'd let a demon take his so-

Yoongi pulled Jimin down onto his knees, forcing his mouth open and connecting their lips. Jimin widened his eyes, trying to pull away. Yoongi growled, pulling him closer.

Jimin bit Yoongi's lip harshly, causing the demon to roar once again and pull back, the soft blue beam of twinkling galaxy lights disconnecting and breaking the two apart.

Jimin backed away, frowning at the three demons. "What the hell?! You just kissed me!!" He shrieked. Yoongi growled. "I didn't kiss you! That's disgusting! I was absorbing your soul!" He yelled.

Jimin growled. "Don't ever try that agai-!" Jimin shrieked of pain, reaching for his head. Yoongi smirked. "You're weak and pathetic." He growled. Jimin roared loudly, uncontrollable of the sounds stuck in his throat.

His head hurt tremendously, his body aching. It never stopped. "What did you do?!!" He shrieked. Yoongi tilted his head. "You should be dead by now." He spoke. He nudged his head at the two demons. "Leave. Let me communicate with this mortal." He growled.

Jimin began to cry out in pain as the two demons left. Taehyung didn't dare to disobey, while Hoseok decided to push his buttons a little more. "What if I take him with me?" "Don't you dare take him!" Yoongi roared.

Jimin cried, tears rolling down his face. Yoongi took a deep breath, standing up with slight pain. "Damn that hurts..." He growled. "And this doesn't?!?!" Jimin shrieked out loudly. Yoongi tilted his head at the crying human.

"I have never seen this before." Yoongi spoke. Jimin roared again. Yoongi chuckled. "How beautiful. To see such a cute small human in such pain." He growled. Jimin pulled Yoongi down, almost kicking his crotch again. Yoongi managed to grab his knee before it hit anything, smirking.

He frowned, rubbing the bare skin on Jimin's knee. "You're... warm. Why are you warm?" He asked. "I AM BURNING INTO ASHES HERE!!" Jimin shrieked. "Burning?" Yoongi asked. "You feel like a demon. Rough skin, warm skin, pale... Wait..."

Yoongi frowned. "Why do you feel like a demon?!" He yelled. Jimin cried out in pain. "I. DON'T. KNOW!" He shrieked. Yoongi widened his eyes, leaning closer to him. "What is happening?" He asked to himself, watching as Jimin's ears slowly formed into longer pointed demon ears, another roar erupting from Jimin's throat.

They were slowly becoming more demon-like. More dark and dominant, loud and threatening. Jimin's mind slowly began to blur, his sight messing with his brain. He screamed in pain when he felt his muscles throb. Yoongi grinned slightly at the visible transformation that the human was going through.

Jimin screamed his loudest scream yet when he felt the sides of his head rip. Behind his ears, horns slowly ripped his skin open, making place for the sharp white layered demonic visuals.

Jimin could feel how the layers of his horns would cover over each other, each time ripping the skin of his head further, until the horns had a soft forward curve, just at the tip of his ears, pointing up.

Blood dripped down from his head. Jimin could feel the ripped skin starting to fade and melt with the horns, creating an undying burning pain. His black hair softly began to fade into a gentle blonde, his eyes changing into a crystal blue.

Yoongi stared with wide eyes, his mouth agape. Never in his life had he seen a transformation like this. Not once had he stepped up to help, fascinated by the new form of the newly bred demon.

Yoongi felt a throbbing pain in his chest, before hearing the rough voice of his brother. "Father wants you to come home. Take the new kid with you." His brother growled. Jimin panted, hearing the growl and hissing back at it.

Yoongi frowned, taking Jimin's hand. "Come on." He growled. Jimin hissed at him aggressively, reaching up to touch his horns. His body tensed at the sensitivity. "D... Demon..." He whimpered. Yoongi growled, rolling his eyes. "Yes, I'm a demon. Like you haven't caught up with Seokjin's great tail."

Jimin hissed at him. "Shut up..." He mumbled. Yoongi rolled his eyes, fire surrounding them. Jimin shivered of the sudden heat, his body beginning to sweat. "Hyung..." He whined. Yoongi froze when he arrived back home. His room was cleaned up and reorganized.

Jimin stumbled to the bed, gripping the sheets tightly. He was panting, his mouth agape. It was... cute. Yoongi seemed mesmerized by the new demon. His style of clothing was disgusting to the demon, but nonetheless, his heart pounded at the sight.

The door opened, causing Yoongi to growl. "After over 7000 years, you finally decided to send me back. So. Who owns the throne now?" He asked rudely. His brother shrugged. "You if you're willing to change for your people." Yoongi rubbed his temples. "Yugi... I'm not ready for the throne." He spoke.

His brother turned to his father. "Are you certain?" Yoongi nodded. "I'd rather have you tell me why I had to take this new demon here." His father nodded. "Demons are demons. No matter if they have been transformed and turned, or born." He said. "Born or bred, demons are demons."

Jimin hissed at him. His ears twitched as the heat surrounding him got worse. He was sweating, his skin almost becoming red of the warmth. "Besides," his father spoke. "I think it's your job to take care of him. When he feels better, take him to your mother. She might have... more appropriate clothing."

Yoongi growled but nodded. "Fine. It feels good to finally be back." His brother smiled. "I am too. Who else will knock me out and spar with me?" Yoongi chuckled. "Be prepared for pain the next time you spar with me." He growled playfully.

Jimin hissed again. "Why is it so warm!" He whined. His father chuckled. "Take care of him. It's good to have you back." Yoongi smiled. "It's good to be back. Never put me in the Eternal Fire ever again." He growled. His father simply nodded, leaving Yoongi alone with Jimin.

Jimin whined. "I feel like a wolf in heat! It's too warm!" He whined. Yoongi rolled his eyes. "Stay here and... I don't know. Take your clothes off if you're so warm. I'll be back with clothing that is better for our kind. I don't know why you're so warm." He growled the last sentence annoyed, leaving his room, he immediately picked up the scent of fire.

It made him smile. He knocked on the door that led to his mother's room. Hearing a trusted voice say, come in. "Mother." Yoongi said softly. "I'm back."

His mother looked at him with a wide smile, taking her son in her arms. "My sweet firespark. You're home." She spoke. Her hug was gentle and sweet. "I have a newly bred demon in my room. Do you have some clothes he could borrow? He says he's very warm." He asked.

His mother smiled at him, gently stroking his hair. "Of course I do." She said, walking towards her closet. "You've grown so much." She smiled, handing him a bag with clothing. "These were your brothers when he had grown out of them. Who is it?" His mother asked.

"Why don't you come look?" Yoongi asked. His mother smiled. "The heat is caused by nervousness and fear. Seeing me might make it worse. Bring him to me when he has calmed down." She kissed his forehead, slightly turning at the ring on his horn.

Yoongi smiled. "I will. I love you mother." "I love you to Yoongi." His mother smiled, waving him goodbye as Yoongi returned to his room.

He shut the door behind him, the bag falling out of his arms. He didn't expect Jimin to take his words seriously. Jimin looked up at Yoongi, his mouth still agape as he panted.

His body was covered in sweat, his sweater thrown onto the floor. Yoongi could clearly see the changed in his body that the transformation has caused. His muscles stood out more in his skin, causing a dark blush to spread across Yoongi's pale cheeks.

Jimin hissed lowly. "You need to calm down." Yoongi said softly. "How can I?" Jimin yelled. "If you didn't push me away this never would have happened." Yoongi growled. "You kissed me!" Jimin hissed.

Yoongi sighed. "I didn't kiss you. I was trying to take your soul, but you kicked me and so disconnected the process, causing a part of my DNA to mix into your blood." He growled. Jimin frowned. "And therefore my head had to be ripped apart and impaled by my own horns?!" He hissed.

Yoongi sighed, cracking his head to the side. "I'm sorry." He spat. "Does that make you feel any better?" Jimin crossed his arms, his red skin slowly becoming paler. "A little." He mumbled. "The heat is starting to calm down." He mumbled.

"Good." Yoongi growled. "My mom had these clothes for you. Try them on... Make something of it." He growled. Jimin picked the bag from the ground, throwing the clothes out on the bed. His eyes sparkled at the elegant clothing, different from any humankind. "Can you go out while I dress?" He asked.

Yoongi nodded, leaving his room and waiting for Jimin to tell him to come back in. It seems like after all those many years, he still hasn't lost his royal manners. His mother taught him well.

Jimin hesitantly opened the door, rushing his hand through his hair to get it out of his face. "I'm done. Didn't your father say to take me-" "To my mother once you felt better." Yoongi finished and nodded. "Follow me."

Yoongi couldn't help but blush at seeing Jimin in such clothes. The same black tight cloth that he wore was wrapped around his chest, a loose white with gold accent satin-like kimono covering his left arm, while the other half was hanging around the satin belt, leaving his right arm exposed. Grey pants tightly wrapped around his legs, leaving him barefoot and smiling at the demon prince.

"Do I look presentable for a queen?" Jimin asked nervously. Yoongi nodded. "You look... royal." He said, biting his lip. There were so many other things he would love to call him.

Lovely, cute, handsome, determined, strong.
He had to contain himself.

He knocked on his mother's door again. Smiling at the familiar voice, he let Jimin in first, closing the door behind him. Jimin smiled shyly. "Hello..." His mother smiled at him. "No need to be formal dear." She chuckled. "My name is Airo, I'm Yoongi's mother. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Jimin's smile brightened at the mother's friendly tone. "I thought demons were bad and evil." He said. "Rumors, my dear, rumors." The mother laughed. "We are just like earth, just a bit rougher on punishments."

Jimin smiled. He never imagined a demon-like Yoongi to be so talkative towards his mother, a smiling demon and happy. Jimin couldn't help but admire this new side he was seeing. It made him blush.

Eventually, returning to Yoongi's room, Yoongi couldn't help but feel slightly nervous in Jimin's presence. He could feel his body heating up, and couldn't help but notice Jimin had the same reaction. "Am I making you uncomfortable?" Yoongi asked.

Jimin shook his head. "I... I like this cute side of you." He said softly. Yoongi could feel his body heating up even more. Temptations filled his body, and he had to try his hardest to hold them. Jimin hesitantly turned away, shyly rubbing his exposed arm.

Yoongi growled. He pulled Jimin towards him. Jimin his face flushed a scarlet red, staring into Yoongi's black eyes. Yoongi gently placed his lips onto Jimin's. Jimin tensed slightly, his ears twitching. He melted into the warm grasp of the demon, kissing back.

Yoongi couldn't help but grasp Jimin's waist, slowly breaking the kiss. Jimin leaned forward just a little, just to make it last a little bit longer. Yoongi smiled. "Sorry. I can't help it." He chuckled. Jimin pouted. "Shut up and kiss me." Yoongi chuckled. "I thought you were never going to say it." He growled playfully, reconnecting their lips once again.

The mother smiled and chuckled, closing the door quietly. A bright royal future awaits them. She can feel it.

And mother knows best.

The End

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