The clock on the white wall struck twelve. The entire mansion was enveloped in a grave silence, Jungkook felt as if he were entering an abandoned space that screamed of emptiness and evil energy. That desolation beckoned him with its hypnotic claws of doom, calling him to itself. Though he was used to this type of darkness, literally seeking it out, it's been a while since he had such a powerful silence to keep him company.

"Taehyung?" He whispered softly once his feet crossed the dust of the room. Slowly, he took a few steps forward, as if reassuring himself that he wasn't mistaken and that he wasn't alone in his room. He didn't get an answer, but when he saw a male figure with hair as black as coal and skin like porcelain, all his fears vanished and a small smile appeared on his lips. He threw his sweatshirt on the chair by his desk and sat on the edge of the bed.

"I know I've been buried in work these past few days, Taehyungie," he deliberately chose the nickname he used to get the younger man's complete attention, as Taehyung found it adorable, "but I swear I've been thinking about you the whole time and I'm looking forward to us being together...just like before," nothing was going right for Jungkook in the past few days. He had argued with several of his employees, most of whom were gradually quitting and leaving.

He had to stay in his dark office until late in the evening and finish all the work of his former employees. His biggest business partner pulled out of their contract. He was upset by the lack of money needed to fund their future projects. New people avoided him like the devil avoids a cross. Even though he was making more money with his second business, he couldn't give up his company, which he wanted to keep just in case anything went wrong.

"It's okay, Jungkookie," his boyfriend suddenly whispered. His voice sounded so fragile, to which Jungkook got the overwhelming urge to embrace him and hold him in his arms the whole time. "Just get on with your work, I'll wait here," he finished his thought, batting his long eyelashes a few times and giving his lover a look filled with love. Though darkness reigned around them, they were able to make eye contact due to their proximity.

His response caused Jungkook's heart to calm down and his rhythm to become regular. He leaned forward, but was careful not to crush Taehyung under his weight, and gently stroked his soft hair. Then he pressed his lips against his forehead and left a kiss there.

Instead of going to work that day, Jungkook decided to skip a few hours, since he was supposed to work until 2 p.m. on Christmas Eve. Since the morning, every electrical device had been calling out to him to wish him a Merry Christmas. At the same time, he couldn't stop thinking about his boyfriend who loved this time of the year. Every Christmas they spent together, he could see Taehyung's eyes shining with childlike excitement and he was at the peak of bliss. Even though this was going to be their third Christmas together, he planned to make sure that this one would be just as special as the others and he wouldn't neglect anything at all.

He wanted to give Taehyung something special this year. He wanted them to spend time together, but at the same time, he wanted his lover to enjoy it. He wanted to see his happiness and his smile. Therefore, taking him to an art gallery seemed like a wonderful gift. Getting a ticket to see the exhibition of painters from all over the world wasn't easy, waiting in a nearly three-hour long queue was much more fun than getting it online.

Despite his bad luck, he got the last two tickets for the last few days of the exhibition and couldn't wait to go and see it. When they were holding hands, he would feel Taehyung's body heat and admire his face instead of the art. Jungkook didn't care about an exhibition because he had his own artwork right in front of him, and there was never a moment when he completely identified with Taehyung's beauty and charisma. Every day he admired him and observed his whole body. From head to toe. He didn't allow himself to miss a single spot and miss any part of him, row after row.

If it meant having another reason to shower Taehyung with love and pamper him, he had no problem biting his tongue, sacrificing his time for the younger man's sake, and getting gallery tickets for him. Although his lover liked a different kind of art than he himself did, he couldn't wait to see the look on his face once he saw the exhibition.

The time passed so quickly and before he knew it, he was leaving his office with a black jacket slung over his shoulder. For the last time this year, he stopped to check on the overall state of his company, as he was headed straight to the younger's house. He had to make this Christmas the most wonderful one he'd ever experienced for his lover. Actually...that was what he tried to do every single day, but he perfectly knew that this one had to be special as well.

When he opened the heavy door, he stepped inside his mansion and looked around. The first shock came when his eyes fell on the beautifully set table. It didn't take his breath away as much as the fact that Taehyung had gone through so much trouble to prepare everything all by himself. He didn't notice that his mouth was slightly open in surprise as he unconsciously walked forward. Suddenly, he smelled the aroma of fresh food mingling with the Christmas' atmosphere. While it was true that for the past two years, his lover had also tried to help with the preparations, he really didn't expect him to go above and beyond and prepare a surprise for him.

He finally looked into Taehyung's eyes, who also met his gaze, and sighed wearily. Taehyung was wearing a long-sleeved jumpsuit that was gray in color and covered in glitter all over his chest. The belt that was sewn to it created the perfect illusion, as it perfectly accentuated Taehyung's curves. In his black hair, he had put ornaments of the same color as his clothes and finished off his look with silver jewelry. His long fingers were adorned with expensive rings that Jungkook himself had bought for him. Though he got a few warnings from him to not spend so much money on it, Jungkook would never let his sole purpose in life wear cheap shit.

He couldn't take his eyes off him. Taehyung was a masterpiece, and anyone who tried to claim otherwise would have Jungkook send him into the afterlife without any hesitation.

"Welcome home, dear," the younger one said, a provocative smirk playing on his lips. He seductively licked his lips and leaned with one hand on the nearest chair that was next to him. "You are right on time," he continued, the smile still not leaving his face. He also scanned Jungkook with his gaze and almost closed his eyes in pleasure when he saw that he was wearing a tight black shirt that hugged his muscular arms and chest.

"Really?" The elder raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes in doubt. He didn't like Taehyung's tone of voice. He wasn't bothered by the fact that he had been waiting for him and prepared everything, rather, he was slightly concerned about what was to happen next since his dear boyfriend got bold only on rare occasions and openly flirted with him. And this was exactly one of those situations. "You look ethereally beautiful, my angel," he did not forgive himself for the affectionate appellation, which he knew would stir up a few burning feelings in him.

"I thought you might like it," Taehyung nodded and walked closer to his lover. "I was hoping you wouldn't be late because I wanted you to be happy tonight. You know, this is our third Christmas together and I think that number is magical, right? So tonight will be magical too because we're together," he explained, standing in front of him. He ran his palms carefully over Jungkook's strong arms, slowly touching him. He liked having any kind of connection with the elder and couldn't help but need them to be together as well.

"I never stopped liking you," Jungkook replied, his gruff tone of voice betraying that he really meant it. "I still remember when you were the only one who came to me and brought me coffee and dessert. Because of you, I'll never let that cafe go bankrupt because you're the only reason my world isn't as dark as it used to be," he retorted and immediately touched Taehyung's right cheek, placing his thumb against his soft lips and gracefully touching them. "That reminds me, yesterday I made sure that every child from the orphanage in Seoul got a present. Just like you wanted," he tilted his head slightly to the side and smiled tenderly at the younger man.

Jungkook's words made Taehyung's eyes widen, at which he gasped and parted his lips a little to suck in some air. That piece of information made it completely impossible for him to breathe normally. Well, he really hoped Jungkook would take care of this, but he never would have thought it would be so fast. His heart filled with a warming sensation, and he felt his knees buckle at the thought of all the children from the orphanage rejoicing and having unadulterated joy at the exact same moment. Taehyung was having the most wonderful time, and he was almost afraid that he was dreaming.

"Did you do that-....r-really did-..." he couldn't come up with a meaningful sentence because he was shocked, and even though he grabbed Jungkook's hand with the same one he held him with, he still couldn't believe it.

"You said you wanted this for Christmas, so I granted your wish, angel," Jungkook explained, kissing Taehyung gently on the nose before pulling away and taking two papers out of his shirt. He had no idea if this was a good time for that, and although it was customary to give gifts after dinner, Jungkook resigned himself to the fact that everything in his life happened in the opposite direction. "I have tickets for you. I know how much you like art, and I was sure you'd like to go to an art gallery. I picked Ontario, Canada," he put the tickets in his hands and waited for some kind of reaction because so far Taehyung had been looking at him as if he had seen a ghost, which made him doubt and wonder if he had messed up, but that was definitely not his plan, so he hoped that Taehyung would at least say something.

Taehyung accepted it with trembling hands and nervously licked his dry lips. His brain still hadn't absorbed what Jungkook had done for him. He felt his senses intensify and his rational thinking recedes deeper into the background. Jungkook's words replayed in his head several times as if to reassure him that he had actually heard what he had been told. He furiously blinked his eyes, knowing in a part of his soul that if he didn't come to his senses soon, he was going to get a twitching eye.

How was it possible that he knew a person who was capable of doing anything for him? No matter how long he kept wondering, he never came up with the right answer. Of course, even he still couldn't believe that he had been so lucky as to find a person with whom he shared this kind of intense love. It was crazy that the day hadn't passed when they both fell into the invincible power of lovemaking and were united by the fire of their passionate desires.

Taehyung couldn't get enough of the feeling that there was a man like Jungkook who could transport him to several devilish worlds with his crazy touches while showing him how much he respected him every time. Words couldn't describe how he felt when they were completely connected and they both professed their fierce loyalty to each other. He was drunk from getting so much attention, but at the same time, he was willing to endure it... He was prepared to take any risk that came with the addiction, which included loving and being loved, because he had willingly given himself to him forever, entrusting his everything to the one person who had subjugated him and made him want to become lustful for the scent of white-hot lust.

Mindlessly, he pressed his lips to Jungkook's and attacked him, full of desire. He gave him no chance to react or waste any time as his mind was consumed with a morbid need to extinguish the blazing fire of passion. His soft lips tasted of the enticing poison of understanding and the lack of peace, so he was quite clearly aware that it would be a long time before he could quench the screaming hunger for Jungkook's kisses and lewd touches.

The elder man had to admit that he was surprised at first, but it only lasted for a second that felt like an hour. He felt as if he had been stunned by the tremendous power of the heavens and summoned the most fierce storm into his heart. Fireworks of excitement exploded inside him, but he tried to control it because they both knew that he was the more dominant one. Therefore, his hands slid nimbly down the younger man's waist, pulling him tightly against him, and this time he explored his mouth more roughly. Violently robbing him of every last bit of his remaining sanity.

At that moment he wanted to own him fully without any regret. He mercilessly threw him onto the couch while making sure that under no circumstances he would cause him any pain. Well, the wrong kind of pain, because he planned to drive him beyond the limits of consciousness and sober thinking this time as well. He knew him too well to let unnecessary doubts plague his mind and mess with his head.

Never of the multiple opportunities to see him lustful and eager for their contact together could he get enough of the suspiciously beautiful fact that Taehyung was all his, and all it took was the simple contact of their two bodies to awaken the silent serpent within him, slumbering and waiting patiently for just such a moment. The snake symbolized the practice of forbidden things and was the main sign of committing the gravest sin. There was an unholy confession of the dishonorable bond of two souls who were unhealthily bound to each other. It created harm on both sides, but when it came to a concrete union, the closeness had too alluring an influence upon them to be able to resist the seductive temptation.

Jungkook gingerly touched Taehyung's body with his cold hands. His skin signified divine holiness to him, and he never dared to sully it with an unauthorized act that would destroy everything. He admired every millimeter of the younger man's body, not forgetting to leave soft kisses on it. His palms wandered up and down, in an effort to do several things at once and give his lover an unforgettable experience. His eyes explored his curves, driving him into a frenzy he was unwilling to control each time. There was no need to hide his true feelings from Taehyung, which were growing past his reason.

As a reward for a job well done, he received Taehyung's moans of arousal. He listened as the whispers came out of his delicious mouth, urging him to continue. He loved his sweet voice, his endearing pleas, the uncontrollable trembling that let him know he was doing well. The two of them had a conversation together where there was no need to utter any unnecessary words, as they could just communicate with each other through their gazes.

Once the longed-for connection occurred, triggering an even greater rush of emotions and causing a more powerful wave of ecstatic lust, it could be considered a heated agreement between hell and heaven.

Both sides attempted to come up with a peaceful agreement that would satisfy those present.

The angel was tempted by the power of the infernal flames, which were coming from every direction and calling loudly for him to yield to their power.

The devil, on the other hand, could not resist the desire to see the dazzling brightness of the awaited paradise, which brought him eternal bliss.

However, it was quite clear to both of them that God would never approve of them and would not allow it until the Day of Judgment.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Love Me Wrong

You make me want to make mistakes
You turn temptation into my best friend
You make me just give up and cave
Will I ever fall in love like this again?

I'm in Hell
You taste your smell
I know you fought too well
It's a spell
That took me from a dream to this motel
I ring the bell because honestly I'd rather be with you than by myself

So love me wrong if you can't love me right
All I want is to be in your veins
You're the one who builds my paradise
Love me, love me wrong
Love me, love me wrong
If you can't love me right

You make me take what I can get
Your love is poison that won't let me live
You make me drunk and desperate
'Cause it helps me to forget what you don't give

I'm in Hell
You taste your smell
I know you fought too well
It's a spell
That took me from a dream to this motel
I ring the bell because honestly I'd rather be with you than by myself

So love me wrong if you can't love me right
All I want is to be in your veins
You're the one who builds my paradise
Love me, love me wrong
Love me, love me wrong
If you can't love me right

(Love me wrong)

I'm in Hell
You taste your smell
I know you fought too well
It's a spell
That took me from a dream to this motel
I ring the bell because honestly I'd rather be with you than by myself

So love me wrong if you can't love me right
All I want is to be in your veins
You're the one who builds my paradise
Love me, love me wrong
Love me, love me wrong

Can you just love me wrong
If you can't love me right
All I want is to be in your veins
You're the one who builds my paradise
Love me, love me wrong
Love me, love me wrong
If you can't love me right