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Jimin had to feed. His crave was not for blood. He wanted to suck the life out of a person to ease his hunger.
He had to feed on a human soul.
"Taehyung, you do realize what you're saying right. How can we feed him that? Like oh, let's go get a human for 'five thousand won' from a neighborhood grocery" I spoke, adding and clinging onto my sarcastic statement that left him in laughter.
"Don't price your kind so cheap" he replied, pulling off that signature smile of his.
I couldn't stand but admire how beautiful his smile was and how it curves up his skin and lifts up his cheeks. So radiant. So appealing. So enchanting. So filled with life. So angelic.
The smile of an Angel.
"Let's get inside and help him up first-"
It didn't take me much time to realize how fast my chest was lifting up and down. I was out of breath. Someone was dying right in front of my eyes and all I could do was stare. That's not right. I had to help him.
I was determined. I didn't care.
With the hint of courage left within me, I took the courtesy to be the first to walk in. But wasn't successful. A strong hand grasped onto my wrist, tight. So tight I could feel the impatience in his actions. The fire in his eyes that was drawn along with a frown was petrifying. Taehyung was angry.
"Are you crazy! Didn't I just tell you he needs to feed?"
"Yea. On a human soul"
"And what are you?"
'I was a human. I was something he seeks power in. I was so close to dying' I thought but,
"I'm going in. He is my responsibility"
"And you are mine"
I have to get over this overwhelming illusion. This all feels like a virtual reality, for I was called an Angel's responsibility? I must be insane to even be dreaming such things. It would be too much of a lie for a dream. It all seems like an eternal illusion.
And I want to break free. I want to escape.
I want to wake up.
Taehyung's worried expressions never bothered me. There was someone bleeding, groaning, wincing, and dying. And above all I'm a doctor. I have a job to enact. I have a patient to heal.
"If you can't do anything about it, at least let me try"
"Are you worried about him right now!? I'm worried about you, Minrae. Why don't you believe me when I say he will not die? Jimin will only grow stronger and the crave he build in him will only get worse. I have to get you out of here before his Demonic powers are out of control"
Demon. How come I forgot.
He wasn't human, he was a Demon. I keep forgetting. Why do I keep forgetting? Oh right. My childhood fairy tales are coming to life. How magical. How utterly stupid.
"Wh-what do-do I do?" I finally build up the courage to ask him, stammering on my words. It was then that fear hit me.
I remembered how Jimin's eyes had turned golden while they were glaring, understanding and maybe studying me?
"Can we justâ"I gasp. "TAEHYUNG!"
Lightening.
I was sure it was a strong beam of lightening that struck Taehyung. The force was so strong it threw him to the other side while he collapsed the moment his body reached the ground. Whatever type of attack was used, it was strong.
And of course, there was no doubt about the origin of the divine force.
My feet were trembling in panic. Both my hands were covering my mouth from stopping any screams that might catch the Psycho's attention to me.
My protector was collapsed on the floor. At this moment I felt naked. Like there was nothing to cover me up making me feel exposed. I wanted to run but my legs were against my judgment, glued to the wooden floor below me.
I was shaking.
In a matter of seconds I could feel a dark aura closing up to me and I didn't dare to stare back at him. I blocked my head against any unwilling thoughts rushing into me, but I kept failing. You know when you tell yourself not to do something but the force in front of you is just too unique or rare to look at. Like how you can't resist but sneak a look in medusa's eyes, a character in the Greek myths.
I felt just the same. I wanted to stare at the figure in front of me. So bad. So bad.
"Won't look at me anymore?" he laughed. "What is it human? Scared?"
Mockery polished each word he spoke. I was being looked down upon, again.
My eyes were now his. He looked at mine like he owns it. A different sensation was luring me and I could sense it's not something I should keep up with. Jimin's eyes were golden, but this time his eyes had life in it that was playing along with the smirk on his lips that were teasing me.
I was feeling attracted? My emotions were being pulled into his mind that was filled with agony and anguish.
I was his willing victim.
I allowed him to come to me, stare and study me. I didn't care anymore; I couldn't even if I wanted to.
Deep inside I knew what was going on, but that was not going to help me.
I was being paralyzed in his seduction. This was his way of taming me. I was nothing but a human.
I knew I was the bait. And soon I will die when he sucks the life out of me. My eyes connected with his lips that were the most lightest shade of pink and just by one glance I could feel the crave I had for them. I was being engulfed in his powers that were only growing stronger.
Jimin signaled his hands forward. He slowly placed his fingers on my lips.
He touched my skin,
And I ignited.
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