MÂ Â IÂ Â NÂ Â RÂ Â AÂ Â E
"So how do we begin?" I blurted out at the odd tension that surrounded the three of us on our way to my office. The classy men walked alongside me and were busy hooked up with a few papers that they didn't take their eyes off. One of them had to put on glasses to examine better. They seemed workaholic to me.
"Ms. Minrae" The blond hair man paused on his tracks and removed his glasses before speaking ahead. "Might I suggest wearing some comfortable sneakers to work, you would be more flexible with them" he completed, leaving me confused at the sudden statement.
"He means your heels keep making the clicking noises and it's fucking annoying," the other man said, quite straight forward and carefree than the other. Two very different personalities they had.
"Um, well I don't always wear heels. Today I just had to help someoneâ"
"Why is today any different from any other day? Is there a specific day to trip and break your nose? Bad things will follow good people" the scary one continued. "Any day and anywhere"
"Now let's not do that, Yoongi hyung. Ms. Minrae, where are my manners" the tall one said. "I am Kim Namjoon and this is my fellow associate Min Yoongi, and we both look forward to working with you"
"I assume you both know what you're dealing with," I asked for reassurance. But what I got back felt more of a threat.
"Of course, and we are sure it's going to be a hell of an amazing experience" Namjoon replied.
"So would you like to meet him now?"
"No, we would like to freshen up at the moment. It was a tiring flight from up there"
"Sorry?"
"I mean, the plane, how else Ms. Minrae?" Namjoon asked with a smirk and it was disturbing to continue staring at him. I had to build an excuse and free myself from this tension. In my mind, I was planning all sorts of excuses to flee.
"That's alright; you don't have to work hard on that. We will be the first to leave then. You can find us in our room if needed"
He still had that wicked smirk plastered across his face, teasing me in all sorts of ways. I felt like a helpless girl when I stand next to them. And now it felt like they knew I wanted to get away and playfully played with me till they had feasted enough and left without any consent.
I felt ridiculed.
Did it make me angry?
Though it's so unlike me, it felt weird how easily I could feel anger, hate, grieve and shame when they are around. Their presence somehow injects these emotions in me. But now that they are gone, I felt more calm and relaxed. It was strange. They are strange.
"What's wrong? You look shocked?" Taehyung asked, patting my shoulder from behind.
"No, it's nothing really"
"I didn't see you since yesterday? Did you go somewhere?"
"No, I was working"
"You sure"
"Yea why would I be lying?"
"You do realize we get to know when someone lies, right?"
"What the hell, really?"
Taehyung raised an eyebrow.
"IâIâmean what the heaven, really, haha oops I'm a dumb human" I fake laughed guiltily.
"Demons can read minds, so they use it to conquer one's guilty pleasure. Angels can easily spot a lie to lead them to the right"
"Interesting"
"So where were you the whole day today? I searched for you everywhere"
"You know I just happened to remember that I left my files unsigned for today. I'll see you when I'm done with those" I spoke in a hurry before he catches me lying again and rushed out of his sight.
I don't think I should discuss that secret place Jungkook showed me to Taehyung. I really don't want it being sacred and him trying to remove my memories of it. Nor do I want him to find out that Jungkook knew of their identity, I could use him as my partner in figuring this out.
JÂ Â Â IÂ Â Â MÂ Â Â IÂ Â Â N
It's been three days since I survived my last attack. The taste of her soul was still lingering on my tongue. I sat next to the wings, which I drew on the wall and positioned myself to the center of it. I allowed myself to dissolve in it, the wings of my imagination, and the source of my flight.
Just when my mind was ready to give up and take me into the deep sleep I've been waiting for these three days, there were two figures walking straight to my side of the cell. Both wore black suits and had a black feather inside each of their pockets. It didn't take much effort to identify them. They still had the same aura and power built inside their presence. All the seven deadly sins were twirling in their eyes that could bring pain to a living soul.
It was my reflection. It was the me before. I was one of them.
They both just stood outside my cell, observing me in a pitiful yet mocking manner.
"How come you haven't changed a bit? You look disgusting and pathetic like before" Namjoon commented.
"Why bother to show up now?" I asked, angry. "You watched me in pain enough, haven't you? What more suffering do they plan to put upon me? I AM FED UP OF BOTH THE WORLDS!" I screamed in pain. My chest hurting, hands shaking, lips quivering. They are right. I look pathetic.
"You brought this suffering upon yourself, Jimin" Suga commented.
"Just end me already. Kill me" I spat at them, pissing them at my mockery.
"You cannot be killed, Jimin. You are an immortal being"
"Ask the gods to destroy me, both heaven and hell, fuck them both bloody shitholes"
With that escaping my mouth my tongue stopped working and I could feel an invisible hand twisting it. A powerful force lifted me above gravity and I could feel my organs explode inside. Both my eyeballs went in the opposite direction and my throat was dry and screaming for air. My shoulder blades ached the most and I could feel the pain of losing my wings once again. I was only a toy compared to their surreal powers that could easily break me into pieces.
"Watch your tongue, Jimin. We are taking you back to hell, fallen angel"
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