"We are all looking for someone whose demons play well with ours."

Taehyung's POV

My eyes restlessly scanned the pages of the old heavy book before me, but my brain couldn't make out any words.

Instead all it focused was on the pictures scattered across the dry rustling paper – images of red little men with horns on their heads, gruesome scenes, demon eating babies, bound and tortured men, butchered women, blood and gore and more and more and more...

"Son?"

I jumped from the scare, my knees jolting upwards to hit the desk. My heart pounded erratically in my chest as I turned around to look at the tall bearded man behind me, his black robe stretching all the way down to the soles of his shoes.

"I'm sorry Father, I was reading and I didn't hear you coming."

"No, it's me who should be apologizing for startling you," the priest smiled, a kind humbleness to his eyes. "Found anything worth your while?"

I glanced down at the gorey scenes once again. I gulped heavily; they made my skin crawl and that's coming from someone who's used to seeing blood every day.

I closed the book, sliding it across the desk.

"No. It's not exactly a pleasant read."

"You're doing research?"

"No, I just-" I groaned, not quite finding the right words to explain myself. "You're gonna think I'm crazy, staying here so late, asking you questions about the devil..."

"I don't think you're crazy at all," The priest stated, locking his fingers in front of him. "You're just... confused, that's all. A little bit lost."

"Yeah," I mumbled, lowering my gaze. "That's one way to put it."

"Taehyung, do not feel uncomfortable talking to me. I know you're here for Faye Starlighter."

"What?" I croaked, completely stunned.

"I do," the priest nodded, installing himself on the chair across the desk. "In fact I think you and I could help each other."

"How?"

"See Taehyung, I work at a religious organization that deals with exorcism. We mainly deal with people who think they are possessed or they've encountered the devil. We've been keeping tabs on Faye Starlighter for years now. We know all about her."

"You do?" I gaped, my fingers clasping around the fabric of my pants nervously. Cold sweat had started building on my palms.

"At first we thought she was a harmless imposter," the priest went on. "But we've come to the conclusion that she's very dangerous to humans and their kind."

My eyebrows curled upwards as I dwelled on his words. Faye? Dangerous? Yet I saw her knock out five grown ass men by herself... she's feisty and a badass, but a danger to human kind? I don't believe she'd intentionally hurt someone, but...

"Faye Starlighter is evil," was the next thing he said. "She's unholy and unpure. I know this is difficult for you-"

"Faye is not a bad person." I suddenly defended.

"Yes, because she's not a person. She's the devil. Wherever she goes, destruction follows." the priest continued calmly, as if he hadn't heard my words. "Natural disasters, wars-"

"You can't blame humankind's faults and mistakes on Faye, she has nothing to do with that," I shook my head firmly. "What you're talking about is just circumstantial evidence."

"Maybe," the priest gave a tight smile. "But when the circumstances are so repetitive, aren't you going to make conclusions?"

I sighed deeply, turning my face away and clenching my jaw.

"I know this is a lot to take in, Taehyung," he said. "Especially when there are feelings involved. You feel for that devil woman, I can see that. But she is the devil's spawn. She's something ugly and unnatural, twisted and perverted. She isn't supposed to be here."

"Why are you telling me this? Just because I'm doing some research in this library doesn't mean I support your fanatical cause against Faye. For all you know I could be on her side."

"That's true. But you're too conflicted and your dubious attitude is obvious. Also, there's another reason I approached you, Taehyung. For years we've tried to get to Faye Starlighter, to find her weak spot..."

I gulped heavily, my eyes darting to the floor.

"I'm not telling you anything about her."

"You needn't tell us, because we already know," the priest offered me a kind smile which contrasted deeply with the tumultuous feeling rumbling inside of me right now. "She's vulnerable around you, Taehyung. You are Faye's weakness."

I sniffed loudly, the wall of denial I had built around my frantic mind was starting to crumble down brick by brick.

"That's not true. You- you're mistaken."

"Taehyung... or should I say doctor Kim?" the priest offered me a warm smile, a condescending glint in his eyes. "You're a good man, serving your higher purpose to the Lord by helping other people. That is admirable. I know you're lost but I also know you always strive to do the right thing. Deep down, your soul is pure. You've grown close with the devil woman and tainted yourself by associating yourself with her. But you can stop. It's not your fault, my son. She's a devious enchantress. A ruthless temptress. She probably cast some kind of spell on you. You've committed a sin, but the church is willing to forgive you, if you do one little thing for us."

I eyed him suspiciously, my lip tucked in between my teeth.

"What is that?"

The priest reached for a pocket in his robe and pulled out a tiny bottle filled with transparent liquid.

"Put that in her drink and let me do the rest."

I reeled back, my face screwing in a grimace.

"What are you going to do to her?"

"Nothing bad I promise," the priest said. "I'll just... make things right."

A cold chill ran down my spine at the way he said it. My gaze cast over the small bottle as he placed it neatly on the desk in front of me.

"Remember, Taehyung. Faye Starlighter is bad for humankind. She's profoundly immoral and wicked and needs to be destroyed. I know you're going to do the right thing, my child."

***

Faye's POV

I snuggled more comfortably in between the enormous pillows on my bed. There was a pile of tissues as high as the Eiffel tower on the night stand next to me. I don't think I've ever cried that much in my entire existence.

For some reason my full devil form stopped spreading and instead completely disappeared. This was comforting, but I was so upset I couldn't even get excited about it. Yoongi and Jimin dropped me off back at my place after making sure I was alright and then bolted, giving me an excuse so ridiculous and sloppy I was a hundred-percent sure it was made up.

But I couldn't care less right now.

The doorbell rang and I winced at the shrill, unpleasant sound. It echoed inside the apartment like an annoying raid siren. Groaning, I pulled myself up from the comfort of my own bed, and shuffled slowly to the door.

"Buona sera, bella principessa!"

I stared blankly at the beaming Jin in front of me before rolling my eyes and letting go of the door.

He caught it with his foot swiftly.

I spun on my heel and sighed. Jin snuck half of his body inside, watching me with curiosity.

"Can I come in?"

"Do whatever you want, I don't care."

I wrapped my robe tightly around myself, letting it glide after me as I made my way to the living room. Jin followed me cautiously. I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror as I passed by; my eyes were puffy and swollen and the tip of my nose red.

Absently, I slumped on the couch. Jin eyed me up and down anxiously as if I were a ticking time bomb.

"I brought Prosecco." He grinned, bringing the wine bottle closer to his chest and tapping with his fingers on it excitedly.

"Cool."

"I... may have drank half of it on the way here."

I scoffed a dry laugh. "That's alright."

As if he knew his way around my apartment perfectly well, Jin scurried to the kitchen and brought two wine glasses. He took a seat on the couch next to me, popping the bottle open and pouring the pink sparkling liquid in them.

Diligently, he lifted them both up and handed one to me.

"Cheers."

"What are we drinking to?" I wondered.

"Oh, you know, life gives us reasons to celebrate every second," Jin gave me one of his charming smirks. "We just have to pay attention. For now, let's drink... to your beauty, Faye." He purred, eyeing me over his glass, his long sensual fingers wrapped around it.

I shrugged and raised my glass as well, not giving in to his flirtatious attitude. Jin put his glass back on the table and leaned back on the sofa, crossing his legs. He redirected his full attention to me as he put one arm behind me on the sofa.

"Who dowsed the fire in your beautiful eyes, Faye?" he asked as he stared at me intently. Any other woman would squirm under Jin's playful unwavering leer, but having seen it so many times, its effect on me had diminished.

"No one Jin, I'm just not in a good mood right now."

"Was it the doctor?"

My head snapped in his direction as I caught his gaze.

"You know."

"Of course I know. I had to see who the mysterious man that had captured your heart was. You know, the one except me." he smirked.

"That was thousands of years ago, Jin." I reminded him.

"I haven't been able to forget it, Faye."

I sighed, purposely avoiding the trip down memory lane he was insisting on starting.

"Anyway you might wanna stop dwelling on Taehyung. Everything is over between us."

"I can see that," Jin commented, his gaze traveling down my disheveled hair and my wrinkled robe. "But what happened?"

Downcast, I scoffed a sneer as my fingers drew patterns on the crystal glass in my lap.

"What I knew would happen. He found out about my true self and couldn't come to terms with it."

"Oh Faye," Jin tsked, tilting his head to the side and offering me a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry."

"No don't be. I'm used to being rejected at this point. It hurts only the first time, after that you just become numb." I mumbled dejectedly.

"Hey," Jin leaned closer, capturing my chin in between his thumb and forefinger. "I'll never stop telling you how sorry I am for that. I was a jerk back then, I should have fought for what we had. I was tortured by guilt for so long and never once stopped thinking about you, Faye."

I gave him a brief half-hearted smile, pulling away from his gentle touch and looking away.

"It's all in the past, Jin. Don't worry about that, it was so long ago."

"Yes, but it was also the best time of my life," he emphasized, now searching my eyes again. "We had so much fun together."

At this point I was starting to grow suspicious of Jin's true reasons for coming back to Earth. I frowned slightly.

"Jin-"

"No Faye, listen to me. I have never felt more like myself than when I was with you... now when I'm in your presence again I feel like I'm being reborn. I did come back to Earth for the fun and the excitement, but I also came back for you. To be with you." he stated truthfully.

I gasped audibly, not believing my ears. My breath hitched in my throat, caught by surprise by his confession.

"Jin, I..." my forehead creased as my brows furrowed and unfurrowed. I had trouble putting my thoughts into words. "I'm sorry if you've come all the way here for me, but... you've made a mistake."

Hastily I stood up from the couch and paced through the room, my fingers fumbling with the knot tied around my robe.

"Why?" Jin's silky voice reached me as I realized he had stood up too. "It's because of him, isn't it?"

"No," I grumbled darkly, becoming annoyed with how much Taehyung was being brought up in this conversation. "I already told you that's over."

A soft hand wrapped around my wrist as I was spun around gently. Jin's other arm slithered around my waist, prompting a sharp exhale from me.

"I meant your fear of rejection."

"I'm not afraid." I scuffed.

"Faye I'm not an idiot," Jin stated calmly in a quiet voice. "I know that look. I know how hurt you've gathered inside that beautiful body of yours. You've looked at me like that before, and seeing it again it makes my heart break. You think you're hard to love, but let me prove you wrong."

I felt the rush of blood to my cheeks, tainting them in light pink. A cluster bomb of pain, disappointment and betrayal exploded in my chest as my lungs collapsed in a shaky sigh.

"The doctor doesn't accept you for who you are. Does he?"

My eyes cast downwards in a sad stare as I felt the familiar stinging in my eyelids.

"No. He doesn't."

Jin inched closer, so close that his pine scent infiltrated my nostrils. It brought back memories of our times together, the close proximity of our bodies rendering me speechless and exposed.

"Well I'm not him."

I tried to remain stoic.

"No Jin, we can't."

"If it makes any difference, I've always liked the other side of you more... the devilish, adventurous and mischievous side. It's hot and playful and... it's you."

I deadpanned. "You don't know me."

"I don't?" he lifted a brow. "I know you better than anyone, Faye-"

"No, I mean you haven't seen all parts of me." I breathed.

His hand hovered over my cheek before his fingers gently brushed against it.

"Show me."

I released myself from his loose grip and took a step back to gather my thoughts. My eyes not leaving his, I took a deep breath and let my Devil face take over as my smooth porcelain skin turned red and scorched, ugly and petrifying, covered in hideous scars and burning wounds.

"You asked for it." I whispered, struggling to keep looking him in the eye and anticipating his reaction.

Not a muscle moved on his face as he stared at me blankly.

I scoffed, shifting my gaze away from him.

"I told you."

Then Jin smiled, not the least bit impacted by the gruesome sight before him. Instead he closed the distance between us, putting both palms on each side of my face as his head dipped down, his large brown eyes peering deeply into mine.

"I don't care about any of that. You're always beautiful... every single part of you."

With those words, he landed a small peck on my cracked lips. I didn't even notice how I had reverted back to my human face.

He drew back, his eyes not leaving mine as he stared at me in awe and admiration. Emotional, my fingers brushed over my lips where his taste still lingered.

Both of us a little bit dazed, we stared into each other's eyes for some very long moments. The subtle buzzing of my phone snapped me out of it as I cleared my throat nervously and strode to the coffee table to pick it up.

"Jin, I'm sorry," I pushed my hair back, now feeling bad for letting my guard down with him. I was frantic and confused and in a really fragile place right now, I didn't want to lead him on or do something I would regret. "You have to leave."

He nodded understandingly and just shuffled for the door. Releasing a sharp exhale, I finally picked up my phone.

I gasped upon looking down at the screen, my heart dropping in my feet.

Taehyung: Hey Faye. We need to talk. Meet me?

author's note:

yo Tae better collect his woman before worldwide shoulders snatches her away

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