The demon dusts the ash off his tight suit, the fabric having turned gray and a tad bit looser— they used to hug his muscles more tightly, tracing every line.
“I fell, you don’t need to be so aggressive.”
#taekookau
“Get off me.”
Jungkook groans in annoyance as he pushes the angel away, his rough skin accidentally scraping the latter.
“Chill— fuck you cut me.”
The angel growls through gritted teeth, eyebrows furrowed, eyes burning with rage.
The demon dusts the ash off his tight suit, the fabric having turned gray and a tad bit looser— they used to hug his muscles more tightly, tracing every line.
“I fell, you don’t need to be so aggressive.”
“I don’t give a fuck, don’t fall on me.”
The demon remains arrogant and displeased with the collusion; the accident having occurred due to an experiment gone wrong.
“You’re such a moron.”
The angel scoffs as he touches the bruise, hissing when the pad of his fingers meet his red flesh.
Jungkook looks genuinely annoyed, he always carries hate for Taehyung, but today is rather worse.
“It was an accident, okay? I’m sorry, damn, chill.”
As if the latter had heard the sarcasm oozing through the thoughts leaving his mind, he walked towards him with determined steps.
“Apologize properly.”
“Don’t touch me.”
He manages to take a grip of the latter’s wrist, pushing it away.
The demon scoffs at the ridiculous title given to an ill mannered creature.
“You think that just because you’re a demon, your rude behavior gets excused?”
“At least I have an excuse.”
“How about you stick that excuse up your—“
This time the accident worsens, their lips colliding along with their bodies. It hurts, the fall is rather painful, but all is forgotten when they notice it.
“I’m sorry— I...umm. I apologize on my behalf and Amon’s.”
Jungkook looks at the unbothered cat licking his paw.
His throat suddenly runs dry as he tries getting up, this time ignoring his dirty clothes— his focus lying on his burning ears.
“I will go now...yeah, bye.”
Taehyung quickly stands up on his feet, taking a hold of the black cat as he flies back home.
His voice echoes loudly in the witches castle as he tries to make sense of the situation.
“I don’t know...? I tried making a love spell that helps one find their fated mate, but then it blew up and the next thing I know— you and Amon were gone.”
It’s only then the angel with the messy hair, slightly bloody skin and busted lip understands what just happened. His worst enemy is his fated mate.
“Fuck you.”
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— manu\u2077 exams (@bisouvante) January 17, 2021
