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"Minrae don't just keep staring, MOVE!"
Taehyung screamed with the last bit of energy left in him. But I didn't even flinch. His loud scream had no effect on me it seems. I was frozen. There was nothing in my head but the sight of him smiling like the devil he is.
Jimin had managed to get a hold of a strand from my untamed hair that was resting on my shoulder. The brown color that defined each strand was only an excuse to him. When his thumb and index finger had collided against the strand of my hair, I shivered, there was a way he had his grip on it? And I found it so fascinating.
I was observing everything. Yet I couldn't react. I couldn't move.
"Beautiful" he hissed.
"I will kill you" Taehyung's threats were weak. He couldn't still stand from the attack. Jimin's lightening or electricity or whatever that was had a strong impact on Taehyung's physical strength. He looked as if someone was pulling him down.
Jimin gave no care. He continued to observe me.
When I managed to just open my mouth not even half way, Jimin smiled, squeezing both my cheeks with his one hand that made my lips pout out.
His eyes had polished the golden color that was probably getting heavier. And with every chuckle he let out I could see the way his chest had lifted up and down.
He was impatient. He was excited.
He wanted to feed and I was his crave.
Run. Run. Run. I chanted. But it only lasted in my head.
At this very moment I actually believe it all, my patient being a Demon and an Angel seeking to protect me. Even though I didn't want to live this fantasy, my choice doesn't matter. It was already sealed among the two worlds. The hell and heaven had decided my fate already. I lost him his wings, and now I will lose my very existence under his charm, his seduction, his crave.
Jimin changed his expressions a little too quickly for me to catch up or even analyze the situation. The smile he had was replaced with sealed lips that were accompanied by an awakening glare. He looked dangerous than ever, and it definitely seemed as if he was digging a hole inside my eyes.
His glare was killing.
That was when it hit me, a piercing pain on my throat. It was as if there was an invisible hand holding me by my neck and I was being slowly lifted. And soon I was flying. I defied gravity. My legs didn't touch the ground below me and the pain, the pain never left.
Because of loss of breath I couldn't stand but kick my feet in mid-air, trying to get his attention to escape from the suffering he cast up on me.
This wasn't fair.
But even when I was floating in mid-air, I didn't leave my stare from him. The demon was still glaring. No mercy. No second chance.
And by the way he licked his lips, I was sure it was meal time. The end.
My blood flow changed. I could feel every one of my bones grinding against each other. Every cell in my body was exploding and I was slowly disappearing in myself. There was an igniting strength that kept crushing my collar bones and squeezing my lungs.
Air, I couldn't remember the last time I inhaled.
That was not it. My entire body felt as if it was being brutally stretched. I couldn't see it clearly, but I was more than sure my veins were protruding out. A colorful tree of blue, green and purple was drawn all over my skin.
Skin, I couldn't feel my skin.
Both my eyes were concentrated away from Jimin. A strong force pulled my hair back, making my head stare at the ceiling above me while I was still floating in mid air. Tears were formed, but they never escaped. Like an irony it was hiding itself away from the sight of the dark force.
Within seconds there was something coming out of my mouth. Something like a fog? But the more it escaped my body, the weaker I got, the less life I felt in me. And it was his doing. My soul was being pulled out maybe? And I knew he will survive through me but for that I had to die.
And I was. I was slowly dying.
Just then a strong force hit Jimin on his back. Because of the sudden and unexpected attack, it surely threw Jimin off guard. But because of that his concentration was interrupted leading me to fall on the floor with a hurt elbow.
Taehyung was glowing apparently. He was summoning his powers and exactly then, exactly then I saw it. My eyes were still weak and half closed but something inside me didn't want to miss this.
Taehyung had grown his wings. His white Angel wings.
They were so beautiful, and just too enchanting to even look at. Every feather that joined on his shoulder blades were designed so perfectly. He was flying and he didn't look happy.
Jimin threw him an irritated look with a grin playing on his lips before he said,
"Are you trying to make me jealous, Angel?"
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A/N- okay so it's been a lot of days I've written so I've kind of lost the touch. But I hope it was worth your read.