Chapter 33: CHAP31-"Playful Demon"

Double update for my bbys!

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"Let's start with this. Now, this is a device carefully designed to massage your back. The pleasure is painfully amazing" I proclaimed, raising the egg beater to his face that lit up in amusement.

"And this" I continued with my mentor mode on. "This small intricate little piece of rubber I have in my hands, have the power to erase everything written on paper. This mighty eraser obeys me, and will erase everything I demand. Now watch" I announced, drawing a line on a sheet of paper I grabbed from Minrae's work desk.

The minute the eraser had made the line disappear, Jimin gasped in shock.

"What kind of sorcery? Do it again!!" he demanded, this time watching the paper more closely as if he could catch up to this magic trick. To his wish, I did it again. Another gasp. I couldn't take it anymore. I was holding in my laughter every time I fooled him, but was kind of growing into his silliness. He was nice to be around.

Jimin now grabbed a random pen from the cup of stationary and drew a line on the same paper. "Make that disappear!" he commanded and I was left speechless. He wanted me to erase the ink of a ball point pen.

A distraction is what I need.

"Um, Uh well have you heard of the internet?"

"Inter—interet what?"

"Here, sit beside me" I tapped on the chair on my right. Jimin snuggled close to me, which I didn't expect. "Now, this is a place where you can find anything on earth. Do you have something in mind you want to get. Something from Amazon or eBay? Anything?" I asked, sitting infront of a Macbook.

"I can find anything?"

"Sure. Hmm let's see. You seem to like Doritos a lot. Look, here are a few places you could get this from"

"Interesting. Wait, did you say I can find anything here?"

"Rest assure everything. Wait, no, like... you can't shop Gordon Ramsey here, no humans, only objects"

"Okay, well, can you search for my feather?"

"Feather? What kind of feather. You need to be specific" I replied, ready to type it down.

"Okay, well, it's black. And has indestructible power"

"Are we talking about that feather again. The one you said is supposedly with me"

"Yes, kid. I need my feather. Maybe if I come in contact with it, I might be able to know why I haven't gotten my wings back. I don't have much time left"

"I really don't know dude. You've got the wrong person"

"I know you have it. You should be. No one else knows where you hid it in your past life"

"Past life? Whoa whoa there, don't even try bringing me into this magical fantasy tale that you are all in. It was enough that I had to be involved in all of this. You cannot convince me that I have to do anything with you"

"Where are you going?" he asked when he caught me walk towards the front door.

"Away from you. Away from all of this"

I grabbed my coat that was hung behind the door and held the door handle to leave. Just when my hand grabbed the knob, a piercing pain was felt on the back of my head. I held my head in pain, looking down to see an apple roll in front of me.

"What was that for?" I questioned, turning around to find Jimin aiming the wireless egg beater at me.

"Give me back my feather" he hissed, switching it on.

"You are going to use the knowledge you acquired from me, against me?" I questioned, holding my hands against my chest in the pain of betrayal. "So be it" I challenged, grabbing the wireless hairdryer next to me.

"Bring it on, you donkey" I snickered, smirking to see the disbelief on his face when I used his idols words against him while switching on the device in my hand.

How do I put this in words? We were caught in the middle of an American cowboy movie. Though we were in a quiet room, I could hear the flute from the title track of 'The good, the bad and the ugly' play in the form of our burning desire to victory. And our battlefield desert was Minrae's thousand-dollar apartment. The competitive fire in our eyes only ignited with Dora's voice that said, uno, dos, tres.

"I see you don't fear me anymore" Jimin started, walking in a circle and  I followed his trails as we kept our distance.

"I do not know what this fear is you speak off" I replied, walking a step closer to him and he copied the same.

"Well well" Jimin spoke, taking cover under the kitchen counter. "We will see about that" he continued, throwing a banana at me that I heroically dodged while bending back, just like dodging a bullet in a hollywood film.

"Hah! Nice try. Let's see you try that again—" I spoke too soon when the next banana he threw crashed right onto my nose and landed my body on the marble floor.

"Down so easily, human"

"You wish" I hissed, wiping my lips dramatically as I stood up to take cover behind the sofa. "Get out and fight like a man. Don't tell me you are nothing more than Satan's pinky without your wings"

"Why, you stuck-up, half-witted, scruffy-looking nerf herder!"

"Huh!! Insulted!? Like you should be" I yelled, moving out to point the hairdryer next to him when I took cover next to the kitchen dining.

A moment of silence spread across the room. It was pin drop silence actually. No movements, not even his breath could be heard. That's weird. In doubt, I slowly crawled like an infant towards the kitchen counter where he hid.

I peeked behind the corner of the fixed furniture to find him. And immediately, and I swear, almost just a second after, a loud voice screamed behind me and charged at me. This is going to sound immature but, we both were screaming on top of our lungs and rolling on top of each other over the floor until we reached the living room.

Just when our bodies collided next to the sofa, I found myself over Jimin having the upper hand on strangling him to the ground. He struggled but it was of no use.

"Hah, I finally have you. Fear my cyclone induced device" I screamed, pointing my hairdryer at him.

Then Jimin started laughing. He laughed to the point there were tears in his eyes at the banana I was pointing at him instead of the dryer.

"You know what, I'll let you have this. Just make it cool and maybe say something from the Star Wars" he quickly spoke before lying motionless below me with a tongue out. Dead. Acting dead. That's when I started laughing. We both were laughing but Jimin controlled himself, continuing to act.

I held his body securely in my arms with pain in my eyes and a dramatic sad tone in my voice. "You were my brother, Anakin. I loved you" I completed, wiping away a fake tear on my red cheeks from laughing so hard.

We continued to laugh as Jimin and I sat beside the sofa, hugging our knees. He then looked at me and laughed again, losing his shit. I don't blame him. I mean what just happened right here. We were in the middle of several Hollywood movies.

"I didn't know you had this in you" I spoke out of breath from all the laughing. "Back in the godown, you were a totally different person, Jimin" I continued and the Demon relaxed before speaking up.

"I was being punished. How would you expect me to be? Happy and playful?"

"This you, is not that bad"

"Do I hear a compliment?" he chuckled.

"Yea well, I've never laughed like this for a long time. And I can't believe a Demon had something to do with it"

"You're found of me, aren't you?" he questioned, catching me off guard.

"I—I mean—"

"You were eight the first time I saw you. That nasty arrogant attitude of you was what shined the most. I thought I had scared you the first time, but you kept walking back to my cell day after day in belief of the metal cells I was kept hostage to keep you safe"

"I didn't really have much to do back then" I tried to play it cool, but the lie was evident with the way my hands reached the back of my head in discomfort.

"Right. That's why you would find company next to a man that threatened to eat you alive" he spoke, chuckling before continuing. "I knew you weren't having it good with your father. I could sense it. I was the way out for you to unleash your anger on, thinking of me as a crazy psychopath who would understand you anyway, isn't that right?" Jimin asked, and I had my head lowered.

I didn't know if I had to be honest with him or not. I was debating with my own conscious. I have worked so hard to build this façade of playing it tough. My cards were always a protection to me. I know people think of me as the rich kid who wants everything, which I do lmao. But it was always to make me feel secured and protected. And I didn't know if it was a good idea to tell him or not. Should I just tell him all this.

"One thing, Kid. I can read your mind. Should I have told that before?" he asked, guilty.

"What the hell man! Not cool!" I protested, folding my hands against my chest.

"You can tell me. I could still be that psychopath you used to rant your anger on. Trust me, kid. It never affects me"

"It's—It's harder than it looks to understand me. I don't really have any friends. I grew up with a rich dad and anyone I knew close to me, only used me. Which is why I never believe woman. I go on several dates, but never wishes to settle with one. I've learnt my lessons hard. And I don't like opening up to anyone anymore"

"You are with me"

"Don't ruin it dude" I snapped and Jimin zipped his lips using his finger and raised his hands in the air.

"So, you were always there. Sure, you threatened me, but you were the only person who ever listened. Father is always a busy man. So rather than you thinking I found comfort in you. It's just because, I don't know, you were just there"

"I'm touched" he said, clenching his fist, about to fake cry. But I could see genuine delight in his eyes in hearing me out.

"Save your tears"

"Well, now that you have talked about your current life. Why don't I tell you about you past life" Jimin spoke and I started to wonder what he meant.

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"So, you are telling me that I took care of you till my end and had written about your miseries to my dead wife in my diary, who was promised to be sent back to me if I did so as a reward!"

"Yes" he confirmed with a nod.

"And you expect me to believe that?"

"Absolutely"

"Sir, you have only vanished Minrae into thin air so far. You probably teleported to the next room for all I know. And you expect me to believe that I had to look after you so that the gods would sent a dead person back to me. You really think so high of yourself huh!"

"Excuse me, Jungjock"

"Jungkook"

"Juancock"

"Okay now you are just being intentional"

"You have no idea about the powers I have. Teleportation is something I can do without my wings. Imagine what I could do with it, kid"

"Pft, right"

"Would you like me to demonstrate some of my abilities?"

I rolled my eyes before looking back at the man who looked competitive and about to beat my ass. I don't think denying would be a great idea.

"Fine"

"Well then hold my hand tight. Oh, and grab your coat, you will need it" he finished with a devious smirk up his lips. Something about this didn't feel right. I could feel like I was not going to enjoy this. Hesitantly I grabbed onto Jimin's hands with my coat over me.

"Just know this, kid. I kind of like you. Let's try to get along. But for now, you deserve this" he finished before winking.

A sudden light-headed feeling took over me and I zoned out. I didn't like the feeling at all.

T  H  I  R  D     P  E  R  S  O  N

Minare walked into her apartment to find a calm Demon seated on the sofa, whom was peacefully sipping onto some coffee he had made. She could have sworn there was a burning smell lingering all over the living room. But Minrae was too tired to pay any attention to it. She hanged Jimin's suit for tomorrow's event inside his wardrobe and suddenly thought of Jungkook.

"Jimin, where is Jungkook?"

"He left" The man replied, still sipping onto his coffee like a rich grandmother with his pinky out.

"Really? I mean, Jungkook may be arrogant but he keeps his word. Why would he leave when I asked him a favor?"

"Oh no, he was here. He just left a few minutes ago. He said something about his event. That he needed to take care of something"

"Oh alright" Minare took his word and went into the shower to clean up. What she didn't know was the smirk Jimin was trying to hide. The playful Demon did it again. He then placed his coffee back on the side table before getting ready to teleport someone back. And by someone, you may know of a boy named Juancock.

Jungkook walked on the ice-cold ground with his entire body freezing to death. Both his hands wrapped around his body while trying to keep him warm, but let's be real that did nothing. The boy was literally walking alone on a stranded block of ice. He was in the middle of the arctic ocean. North Pole to be precise, barely standing on a floating piece of ice.

He couldn't feel his nose or lips anymore.

"Curse you, Park Jimin!!!" he yelled, though his voice cracked in the cold.

Then he recalled the last few words Jimin said before teleporting away from him.

"Find Santa the polar bear for me, will you"

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A/N- my soft jikook heart did a 360 degree flip and went boom boom.