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"I wonder why she didn't tell me about you guys."

Jungkook had been met with five unfamiliar faces when he had opened the door to the apartment that the devil had said was his, assuming that they were all demons from the colour of their eyes.

The one he had seen at the club was there, tired eyes staring him down as he leaned against the wall. It made sense that he knew who he was now.

Taehyung was just trying to figure out what was going on. The younger had been gone for weeks. None of the sins had seen him nor Jimin ever since they had sent him down to hell. They had all assumed they were both dead - except for Taehyung.

Jungkook had too much spirit in him. He wanted to bring Jimin back so badly, he knew that he wouldn't stop, wouldn't die until his goal had been achieved. He had gone to the younger's favourite bar every single night, hoping that he would be there.

However, now that they met again, he could see that Jungkook wasn't quite Jungkook anymore.

It was his eyes that startled everyone. They were red, that fact couldn't be denied. Combined with his lack of memories of any of them, and the fact that he had seeming completely forgotten about Jimin... They were all pretty sure they could figure out what Jungkook had given up to bring back the one he loved.

If only he knew that price that he would pay.

"You're the rest of the sins, right?" Jungkook asked, taking his phone out of his pocket when it buzzed. "I'm lust, so you've got to be the rest, right?"

His eyes scanned across the text, smirking and biting his bottom lip as he read it. 'Want to try and tire me out again?' It was from an unknown number, but he knew exactly who wrote it.

Jimin. He could remember what he looked like as he whined and begged, cheeks dusted a pretty pink as he whimpered and moaned. Jimin was really pretty. He was pretty all over; pretty moans, pretty face, pretty body. Jungkook was ecstatic that he had taken up the offer that he had given.

So ecstatic that he hardly even remembered that he was standing in a room with other demons.

"Jungkook?" He snapped out of his thoughts, looking up to the pairs of eyes that were on him. "I asked when you came up to earth."

The demon who was talking to him had eyes that reminded him of his own, though they were a tad bit darker.

"Oh, only last night." He answered, quickly typing out a reply to Jimin before tucking his phone back into his jeans.

'how about you come over and find out?' It read, his address attached to the end of the message.

Maybe it was stupid, but he was sure he could find a way to shoo the other demons away for the night. If not, well they knew who he was, it could only be expected of a demons of his nature.

"Oh you're a new demon then?" Another demon asked, his eyes a deep green. Jungkook nodded.

"I mean, I think so." He answered. "I'm not really sure when I was created, but I only woke up a few days ago." He paused. "What are your names?"

"I'm Taehyung." The blue eyed demon spoke, before pointing to all of the other demons and naming them off one by one. "Yoongi, Hoseok, Namjoon, and Seokjin."

Jungkook nodded, seeming to file away the information for later.

"Don't tell me your sins, I'll try and guess them later on." He smiled softly, brushing a few strands of hair out of his eyes. "But... You were all created before me. Why is that? For me, it would make more sense if all of the sins were created at once."

The other five stood in silence for a moment, each of them attempting to come up with a lie that would be convincing.

"Well she didn't make gluttony." Namjoon finally spoke up. "Maybe she wasn't going to make you either, but changed her mind last minute."

"Or maybe she just wanted to perfect every part of you before she sent you up." Seokjin suggested, and all of the other demons except for Jungkook knew that he was being to most truthful.

It looked as if Yoongi was going to say something, but he was cut off by the sound of a doorbell. The five of them raised their eyebrows, Jungkook merely smirked.

He knew who it was, his house was only about a five minute walk from the campus anyway.

"Hold that thought, I should've told you that I was going to have company." Jungkook chuckled, scratching the back of his neck sheepishly before he turned around and walked to the door.

None of the other demon's were quite sure what to expect, maybe some girl he had picked up off of the street, maybe a guy that he had picked up at a bar.

None of their guesses were correct, and when Jungkook opened the door they all had the wind knocked out of them. There, standing in the flesh, was the friend that had all just come to terms with losing. There was the face of the demon who had broken all of their hearts, the part of their life that they had thought would be gone forever.

There standing in the doorway with a blush on his face and hands in his pockets, was Park Jimin.

But he looked at all of them as if they were strangers.

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"They're gonna hear."

Jimin whined, scrunching his face up as Jungkook tugged down his boxers and pushed him further into his mattress. He was sure that Jungkook's roommates were going to hear him, and so he bit his bottom lip so hard he tasted blood in order to keep his desperate noises at bay.

"They've all left." Jungkook reassured, pumping Jimin's cock leisurely as he slicked up three of his fingers with the lube he made sure to have on hand. Jimin was just as pretty as Jungkook remembered him, sun kissed skin already glistening with sweat, whimpers leaving his mouth and back arching as Jungkook eased one of his fingers in. "Nothing to worry about."

Jimin cried out as Jungkook crooked his finger, hands scrambling to grip at the mattress tightly. "You don't really look like somebody who would give yourself up this quickly if I'm going to be honest." He watched Jimin's legs tremble as he added a second finger, then a third.

His back was arching off of the bed already as Jungkook thrusted his fingers in and out quickly, toes curling and pleading noises leaving his lips.

Jungkook found it cute how he kept his glasses on, the lenses fogging up from the heat that their bodies were generating.

"I usually-" Jimin's words broke off into a moan. "I usually wouldn't."

He took a deep breath in, feeling as Jungkook removed his fingers. He could only guess what would be coming next, anticipation bubbling up in his chest as he felt the other press against his entrance. It was true, he really wouldn't. Before Jungkook stumbled into his life he had been wanting to find a serious romantic relationship, not just lust, love as well.

And maybe he still wanted that, but he would be crazy to give up someone like Jungkook.

The distinct scent that made Jimin dizzy filled the air again, the sweet smell of vanilla flooding his senses as Jungkook pushed in slowly. Jimin visibly tensed up, he hadn't done this in awhile, not after his accident at least. Maybe he had done it before, but he couldn't quite remember.

The whole situation felt eerily similar to his dreams though, Jungkook completely matching the voice and physique of the dark haired man who his mind would conjure up while he slept.

"Move." Jungkook had been still for a few moments, helping Jimin to adjust as he had seen the discomfort on the other's face. But now Jimin was growing impatient, he didn't want Jungkook to hold back anymore.

And he didn't.

Jimin gasped as Jungkook pulled out before quickly slamming back in, establishing a quick rhythm that had Jimin's toes curling. His moans came out like hiccups, barely able to catch his breath as Jungkook thrusted into him relentlessly.

His mouth was dropped open, eyes squeezed shut as a broken cry left his lips due to Jungkook hitting his prostate dead on. The other obviously took note of where it was, angling his thrusts to hit the exact spot over and over.

It left Jimin a moaning mess, tears in his eyes from the overwhelming pleasure as he felt Jungkook grip his hips harshly.

"J-Jungkook!" Jimin tilted his head to the side as he let out a string of moaned out curses, chest heaving as he rocked his hips back to meet Jungkook's merciless thrusts. "Right there, please!" He clawed at the sheets, needing something to anchor himself during to onslaught of pleasure.

"Sound so cute when you beg." Jungkook mumbled, bending down so that he could attach his lips to Jimin's neck. He sucked and nipped at the skin there, hips not faltering as he continued to pound against Jimin's prostate with each thrust.

Jimin was a babbling mess beneath him, trying to get words out although they were all drowned out by his shameless whines and cries. Jungkook could only make out a few things such as 'so good' and 'harder', the rest was just gibberish.

His fogged up glasses had slipped off of his face from the harsh thrusts, face dusted an enticing pink shade and lips kiss swollen and glossy. Jungkook watched as his thighs trembled, back arching off of the bed as his arms flew up to grab at Jungkook's shoulders. He was extremely close, Jungkook could tell from the way he was writhing beneath him, a steady stream of precum dirtying his stomach.

Sure enough, not long after he gave Jungkook a breathless warning, not able to control himself as he came across his chest, some of it hitting Jungkook as well.

The overstimulation hurt as Jungkook finished himself off with a few last thrusts, but Jimin was in such a state of reverie that he could hardly even care.

His chest heaved, eyes closed as he felt Jungkook pull out and roll off of him. He heard the sound of Jungkook tying off the condom and tossing it in the trash can, before he lay down next to Jimin and sighed.

Jimin shuffled closer, nuzzling his face into Jungkook's neck and breathing in roses and nutmeg. Even after sex he smelled amazing, the scent beginning to lull Jimin to sleep.

"So if you usually don't give yourself up easy, why did you for me?" Jungkook already knew the answer as he asked the question, but he wanted to know what Jimin would answer.

"'Cause you smell nice." Jimin mumbled sleepily, mind obviously off in a different place as he snuggled his face into the crook of Jungkook's neck further, lips grazing his skin.

Jungkook couldn't help but crack up at the words, a grin stretching across his face as he ruffled up Jimin's already messy hair. He felt as the other left a lazy kiss against his neck, arms finding their way to wrap around his waist.

"Gonna fall asleep here?" He asked softly, Jimin's hair tickling his neck as the other nodded in response. "What if I say you can't?"

He could feel Jimin's lips form into a pout against his skin.

"Then fuck you." He mumbled softly, Jungkook laughing at the words.

"Oh you want to try that next?" He retorted jokingly. "No offence, but you don't really strike me as a switch."

"Shut up." Jimin's whined, face pink as he buried his head deeper into the crook of Jungkook's neck.

The action make Jungkook smile, and he leaned down to press a kiss to the crown of Jimin's head.

Not only was Jimin pretty, Jungkook decided, but he was cute too.

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