demon jk that’s been chasing after jm for ages. he thinks he’s finally got the angel to give in to him but when jm finally kisses him it burns horribly. and when the other pulls back he’s smirking, eyes glowing blue.

“you didn’t really think you could corrupt an angel, did you?”

cw: (i really wasn’t sure how to tag this one honestly, but i tried my best) dubcon, degradation, slight religious undertones? from talking about angels in contrast to demons essentially

jimin’s hands are on his wrists then, and jungkook hisses as a bright light emits from the angel’s palms where their skin touches. there’s a faint ringing in the air—or maybe it’s in jungkook’s ears—and there’s harsh sizzling as his skin burns yet again.

jimin laughs and drops them, pushing jungkook back with a simple hand on his chest. it singes his shirt, leaving a dark handprint there.

“you’re a pathetic creature, a perverted husk of a human soul. i guard the very heavens themselves and you thought you could taint /me/?”

lips press against his again and jungkook flinches back, growling in warning. jimin’s stare doesn’t change, still blue, icy, and cold.

“what—you chase after this for centuries and now you don’t want it?” he taunts. “what demon doesn’t give into lust?”

jimin keeps stepping forward and jungkook keeps scrambling backwards. he’s about to flee and fly away when jimin grabs one of his wings. jungkook cries out as it burns under the other’s hand, falls to the floor when jimin forces him there.

jimin inspects his back with a disinterested look.

“do you think because you have wings you’re the same as me?” jungkook gasps as jimin flips him over and straddles his lap.

“do you think we’re on the same level? just because our feathers are merely different colors?”

hands slip under his shirt. they roam across the expanse of skin there, the feeling like he was being set ablaze following wherever the other touched.

it leaves jungkook breathless. it’s almost intoxicating to have something so divine touching him, even like this.

and even though it’s pain, he finds himself leaning into it for some reason, inexplicably wanting that very same inferno to consume him whole and to be wrapped in that purifying fire.

jimin only looks at him with the same contrastingly cool stare. jungkook would almost say he looks amused, like he’d known this would happen.

and maybe jimin had known. it made sense now, feeling the other’s touch. it made sense why demons chased after angels, never the other way around. there wasn’t anything to taint. it was just an attraction to unbridled light & purity, like a lowly moth to a flame. an age old lure.

it was a perfect trap, and jungkook was firmly caught in the snares.

lips ghost over his again. jimin’s blue eyes search his scarlet ones carefully.

“what if we got rid of your wings? would you finally know your place then?”

hands trail to his shoulders, then out. fingertips skim along his black expanse of feathers. jungkook shudders under him, body twitching as jimin watches the ends of his feathers slowly singe and turn to ash.

jimin presses again. “what say you? does a demon want to be the flightless pet of an angel?”

it’s not a real question, just a cat toying with it’s prey but jungkook feels compelled to answer all the same, even as predictable his response is.

“do it,” jungkook pants. a challenge and a plea. jimin smirks and rewards him with another kiss, slipping his tongue into his mouth as he takes a firm grip of the other’s wings.

what had been pain before crescendos to a white hot and indescribably piercing feeling striking through his whole body. it cracks like a bolt of lightning descending down from the very heavens to the pits of the universe.

to call it pain wasn’t even accurate anymore and jungkook’s eyes roll as the singular feeling takes him over. blinding light and high pitched ringing flood his senses as his wings burn away.

he’s left nothing but a shivering mess when it’s done. the dark and malevolent aura around him is gone, and his eyes, once red, were now a dull gray. the only indication of his previous being was the smear of black ash on his back where his wings had sat.

it reminds jungkook of when he’d once been human, even though his soul was long since destroyed.

he can only watch as jimin summons a large collar and chain and fastens it to his neck. it shines white, the iridescent glow being indicative of the holy being it belonged to.

the angel looks down at the docile creature it’d created, pleased with itself.

jimin wraps the length of the chain around his hand, musing silently.

“you wanted me by your side so badly. now you can be at mine,” he concludes, like it was the most fitting end to their story.

jungkook just stares. when jimin’s lips ghost over his forehead it doesn’t burn.

“yours,” he croaks back.

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