our angels were in deep shit.

"listen boys, i don't know what you want from us but, trust me, we have nothing of value to you." jimin explained, backing away from yoongi's hand that was twirling a lock of his hair.

"oh, hun. you are of value to us. yourself is what we want from you." hoseok chuckled.

"fuck." jimin muttered with a groan.

taehyung was shaking.

his bottom lip trembled as jeongguk ran his finger along his jawline before tapping underneath his chin.

"you're too precious for us to just let you go. don't you agree, pretty? hmm?" jeongguk purred, tapping taehyung's chin once again.

taehyung whimpered, "g-get off of me."

jeongguk wrapped his hand around taehyung's neck, "hmm, i don't think i will."

jimin shoved him angrily, "don't touch him."

jeongguk let go of taehyung and, without even looking over at him, dragged jimin over by his hair. he yanked him until he was face to face with the fiery boy.

he put his other hand around jimin's throat and picked him up by it, choking him.

jimin kicked his dangling feet and scratched at jeongguk's hand but it was a futile effort.

"i'd suggest that you watch your tongue. you're angels in the underworld plus you're outnumbered. we've figured you out and now you're cornered. you have a lot more weaknesses than strengths at this point in time. you don't know me, jimin. you don't know what i'm capable of. the things you've seen me do aren't even the half of it. you've been testing my patience since the moment i met you because your ignorant little ass thinks this is all a game. you think that you can give me attitude by rolling your eyes and raising your voice at me. now you've gone as far as to put your pretty little hands on me. typical of an angel to have some sort of prestigious, privileged mindset... you don't think i'll hurt you, do you? you think i won't hurt you, jimin? i'm warning you, hun. don't tick me off. you've seen me angry. don't make me snap on you, babe." jeongguk warned him, his temper clearly wearing away as he spoke.

jimin's eyes filled with tears as he was struggling to breathe. taehyung watched in absolute horror, powerless to do anything.

hoseok spoke up, "let him go. you don't need any more blood on your hands in one night. besides, you'll ruin the fun."

that being said, jeongguk dropped jimin back into his chair, still glaring daggers at him.

jimin gasped for air, rubbing at his neck. that was definitely going to leave a nasty bruise.

taehyung pulled jimin close beside him, sobbing into his shoulder.

jeongguk almost killed his best friend.

"l-let us go." jimin coughed, looking at hoseok.

"hmmm, nah. don't wanna. consider yourselves mine now." hoseok announced.

yoongi and jeongguk knew he meant "ours" but they knew what hoseok was like. it wasn't his fault he was a demon of greed.

"you can't-" jimin began.

"yeah, i can. i can do what i want. you don't know who i am, jimin. i'm more important here than you probably are in heaven." hoseok scoffed, crossing his arms.

"you can't own people. we're not yours. let us-" jimin tried to finish his initial sentence.

"DON'T TELL ME WHAT IS AND ISN'T MINE." hoseok yelled, a glint in his eye that made him look like a maniac.

jimin shut up immediately. neither angel had ever seen hoseok look so scary before. they were used to hoseok being his regular cheery self.

"chill, hobs." yoongi rubbed his back, yawning slightly.

hoseok ran a hand over his face and sighed.

"remember the thing." yoongi patted his shoulder, talking about hoseok's breathing exercises that he was supposed to do when he got angry.

"uh huh." hoseok brushed him off, massaging his temples.

jeongguk examined the two angels' behaviour.

jimin looked pained but that was inevitable since he'd just been strangled. other than that, he looked like he was trying to think of a way to get them out of this. he avoided jeongguk's gaze like his life depended on it. which it did, to be honest.

good. jeongguk thought.

he's learnt his lesson.

then he looked over to taehyung. the boy was trembling and his face was pale. he looked like he wanted to throw up. a sheen of cold sweat layered his forehead. he looked like he wanted to speak up but either didn't have the courage or didn't know what to say.

after a moment of silence, hoseok spoke again.

"let's make a deal." he proposed.

"what d'you mean? what kind of deal?" jimin questioned.

"first, you tell us what type of angels you are. however, the main part of the deal is this: you will come to the underworld to meet us every single saturday night, no exceptions. you'll let us do whatever we want with you. understood?" hoseok explained.

"what's in it for us if we agree?" jimin raised an eyebrow.

yoongi answered, "you'll get to have all the fun and freedom that i'm assuming you came here for."

jeongguk butted in, "and you'll get to leave here in one piece tonight."

jimin and taehyung looked at eachother.

"can we have a second to talk about this?" jimin requested.

"didn't think it'd be a hard decision but sure. we're right outside so don't even think about getting any ideas." hoseok said before leading yoongi and a hesitant jeongguk out of the room.

taehyung let out a long breath that he didn't realise he was holding as soon as the demons left.

"what do we do?" taehyung asked, shakily.

"taehyung, we're gonna have to tell them what they want to hear." jimin said.

"seriously?! are you crazy? you almost died like five minutes ago!" taehyung shrieked.

"and it won't be an almost next time! next time it'll be for real and it won't be just me, it'll be both of us. that's what'll happen if we don't agree with their stupid fucking deal." jimin explained with a huff.

the more taehyung thought about it, the more it made sense.

jeongguk said it himself.

if they wanted to leave in one piece tonight, they were going to have to agree.

they were about to make a deal with a devil.

the three demons walked back in, "times up, cmon, chop chop."

"we... we'll accept your proposition." jimin announced.

"wow, angels are so formal." yoongi snorted.

hoseok clapped his hands, "perfect. so, to seal our agreement, you have to tell us your angel race.

taehyung froze, "huh?"

"yep, i said it earlier. now cmon, spill it."

jimin spoke first, "angel of kindness."

"boring." jeongguk commented.

"you? kindness? you almost brawled with the bouncer at one of my dad's clubs." hoseok laughed.

"kangdae? at taipan?" jimin asked.

"yeah, duh."

"well, he deserved it, that bitch called ne short and tried to cause trouble with me." jimin argued.

"are you sure you're an angel of kindness? you just called him a bitch." yoongi snickered.

jimin rolled his eyes, "i'm kind to the right people, shush."

"what about you, taehyung?" hoseok turned to him, resulting in the other two demons also turning his way.

taehyung fidgeted in his seat.

"you don't have to tell-" jimin began to whisper.

"yeah, you do." jeongguk interrupted jimin, ultimately silencing him.

"love and intelligence." taehyung mumbled.

"what?" yoongi put a hand to his ear.

"love and intelligence." he said, louder to this time.

the three demons looked at eachother.

"i'm sorry, what?" hoseok asked again.

"love and intelligence!" taehyung yelled.

the three looked at eachother once again.

"you're mixed." jeongguk said. it was supposed to be a question but it came out as a statement.

"so what?" taehyung muttered.

"don't get mouthy with me now, petal." jeongguk warned.

taehyung shut up but scowled at jeongguk.

now was not the time to be a pussy. he had to shake off his initial fear. that's what taehyung told himself.

meanwhile, jeongguk was taken aback.

he's...

he's like me?

well, he's an angel so he's nothing like me but... he's mixed?

angels are supposed to be flawless beings, are they not?

he's supposed to be pristine, pure, untainted.

ethereal.

magnificent.

perfect.

but taehyung... no.

no, taehyung's not perfect, not at all.

he could never be perfect.

he's mixed.

that means he's... deformed, freakish, damaged.

warped.

disgusting.

mangled.

just like me.

except he's not like me at all.

what the fuck?

the three demons whispered amongst themselves. the angels couldn't hear clearly what they were saying but it was something to do with race and powers.

powers? taehyung thought.

do demons have powers too?

when the demons were finished with their mini staff meeting, they turned back to their prisoners.

"yknow how we said that you have to do whatever we want you to? as part of the deal." hoseok refreshed their memory.

"yeah?" taehyung asked.

yoongi spoke up, "there's a rumour here in the underworld that angels have powers."

"what about it?" jimin raised an eyebrow.

"show us." jeongguk demanded.

"you said it was a rumour. how do you know it's true?" jimin protested.

"well, for starters, your wings are black. we all know that they're supposed to be white and i can tell it's not ink or paint because you can feel the feathers with no barrier. besides, if it was paint or ink it'd be a pain in the ass to remove and put on." hoseok pointed out, stroking jimin's left wing.

"it has to be a spell or something." yoongi added.

there was something that the demons didn't know about kim taehyung.

and that was that kim taehyung also had a temper.

kim taehyung also had a breaking point.

kim taehyung could also lash out.

they didn't learn this.

and that made it their weakness.

"cmon, show us." hoseok poked them.

"yeah, don't be a square. didn't you come here for fun?" yoongi poked again.

"remember our deal." jeongguk poked some more.

"show us."

"come on."

"i bet you're real proud about your powers."

"you feel so special, huh?"

"enough." taehyung interrupted their taunting.

"what? don't you wanna show us your little magic show?"

"what're you gonna do? make it rain glitter and sparkles, yeah?"

"do you magic up little rainbows and unicorns in heaven?"

"stop!" taehyung pushed.

"i bet the powers are lame, that's why you don't wanna show them."

"do it, pussy."

"cmon, let us see!"

taehyung was trembling but not in fear this time.

"I SAID ENOUGH!"

suddenly the whole room flashed white and the three demons were sent flying backwards until they hit the opposite wall with a loud thud.

taehyung had raised off of the ground, his wings flapping to keep him up. his eyes glowed white.

the demons were dumbfounded to say the least.

that was new.

today was the day of a lot of first times.

their first time meeting an angel.

their first time being stunned by an angel's powers.

their first time seeing taehyung angry.

"SHUT UP!" taehyung screamed, sending another wave of force throughout the room that knocked the demons down yet again.

his power was still activated so the angrier he got, the stronger and more destructive he became.

"taehyung, calm down! you're gonna get us found out by even more people!" jimin called out to him, afraid that the racket could alert more demons.

taehyung heard jimin's pleas and came to his senses. his eyes reverted back to their original shade and he fell to the ground.

jimin pulled him to his feet with a worried look, "are you alright?"

jimin had only ever seen taehyung explode like this once before but that's a story for another time.

hoseok looked blindsided.

yoongi looked scared.

jeongguk looked...

impressed?

maybe slightly smug.

masochist much? taehyung thought.

now that the demons had seen what their angel prisoners (of sorts) were truly capable of, there was only a couple questions left.

were they going to take the easy way and let them go at this instant?

or were they going to take the hard way?

that being, the angels would fight their way out.

and after taehyung's little display...

it was clear who'd win.

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