AHHH IM SORRY but I'm back

Needed to take some time (I know I do that a lot 😓

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"What are you doing crying on the floor?"

Taehyung inhales sharply as he freezes into his position on the oak floorboards

He already knows who's speaking, but he doesn't want to look

"I asked you a question."

Taehyung shudders slightly at the more aggressive tone used by the voice

He takes a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions he was experiencing,

Collecting himself he stands to his feet and finally makes eye contact with the voice.

"H-hello Pride," Taehyung says, as confidently as he can considering his earlier state of being

"I didn't say hello, now answer me." Prices voice seems to resonate around the luxurious room, echoing louder in Taehyung's ears.

"A-ah, sorry," Taehyung mumbles, feeling his anxiety increasing with every second.

"I just got caught up in my own thoughts.." he explains, desperately hoping Pride won't ask for a more detailed explanation.

"Well if you're going to act like the mess you are, I'd prefer you do it with the door closed." Pride says, his face never faltering from its seemingly permanent scowl.

Taehyung stutters for a bit, trying to find some kind of reasonable claim, something that'll keep Pride from killing him on spot- which Taehyung assumes he would do-

"W-well I mean..." he starts but stops quickly

With the door closed??

This is MY room???

Why is he even in here?!

'What right does he have?' Taehyung thinks dangerously

He speaks before he can think about the gravity his words hold

"What give you the right? It's my room anyway, why are you even here?" He spats, his fear turning to indignation in the face of the Sin

Taehyung is almost about to smirk when suddenly his body catches up to the situation before his brain does.

He feels the sudden urge to puke.

What the actual hell taehyung-ah you just put yourself on a verified suicide list nice going you just initiated warfare with the top sin, cool cool, nice one my guy this is grea-

His rambling thoughts are cut short by the knifelike voice of the man in front of him

His eyes scrunched tightly closed, Taehyung doesn't even catch the words Pride says as hes too absorbed by the expectancy of death, or worse

The voice echoes out again and this time Taehyung seems to catch most of it, slowly relaxing his tightly contracted muscles

"Don't question me. Just don't do it again, I don't need more mortal messes to clean up around here." Pride states, somehow his frown etching deeper into his darkened face.

Taehyung blinks as he was expecting a much worse answer

He almost sighs in relief when he believes that Pride was about to turn to leave

But before he could relax completely-

SMACK

The sound shatters against the walls of the beautiful room, seeming to ricochet around the room, magnifying the situation

Taehyung doesn't breathe for what feels like an eternity

He can't feel anything at first, his face now turned slightly to the right, he's staring at one of the magnificent mirrors

His reflection stares back at him, bringing him to reality with the experience he just encountered

He stares at himself. Seeing the slight tears welling in his eyes, and then it hits him

Immense pain flood through his face, the stinging last for much longer than it should. Every tingle burning into his skin as a massive headache forms all over his temple

Taehyung cries out in pain as he sinks to his knees clutching his face dearly

"Never question me again, peasant," Pride glowers down at the shrunken form of the boy for a moment before turning in his heel, putting his hand- glowing a slight purple- back into his pocket.

Taehyung stays on the floor for quite some time, unable to hold back his tears

He assume the slap held some kind of Prides powers, as the pain doesn't subside for almost an hour.

As the stinging starts to feel as if it might subside. Taehyung hears another knock at the door.

The boy calls out something unintelligible, which he hopes can be taken as a sign to come in.

He prays to whatever god might outweigh the Sins that it's not Pride.

Hoseoks bright smile appears from behind the large door, bringing an almost flashing light into the room, and Taehyung swears the man glows yellow for a split second.

"Taehyung-ah- what the hell?" The man stumbles over his words as he eyes Taehyung.

Hoseok rushes to Taehyung, sitting besides him on the large bed

He takes a hold of the hand clutching Taehyungs check and brings it down to inspect the injury.

"Shit.. Pride?" The Sin asks, rubbing circles on the small boys back, pitifully

"y-yeah." Taehyung mutters, expecting a sort of scolding from the older Sin, as he had just instructed Taehyung to not interact with Pride.

"That bastard, he even used one of his abilities on you, that dick," hoseok mumbles, almost to himself as he closer inspected the red mark

"Abilities?" Lust himself asks, his cheek glowing the same redish pink color as his room exudes

"Yeah we all have one, according to our Sin or whatever, Pride has multiple though, strong too. Insanely strong." Greed explains, removing his grasp on Taehyung's face

"I see..."

Taehyung starts to rub his eyes, to clear the tears and to distract him from the flood of regrets and thoughts his brain is rummaging through

As he does this he spots movement out of his peripheral vision, he sits up straight, frightened of the new visitor.

Greed sits up too, not with any anxiousness though, almost excitement.

"Yoongi!" He exclaims, smiling at the small but equally terrifying man.

Sloth, as Taehyung knows him, doesn't speak but simply eyes the situation from the comfort of the doorway.

He cocks his head to the side and Taehyung can feel the question he's going to ask.

"Pride?" The pale Sin says finally

Not quite the question Taehyung was expecting but he answers it nonetheless.

"Yeah, apparently I did something he didn't like. No idea what it was though..." he says quietly. A bit more substance to his voice now as Hobi continues to comfort him.

"Get used to it if you intend to interact with him more." Yoongi says rather harshly

Hoseok shoots Sloth a look and the man swallows slightly before continuing.

"I'm sorry though... he's done it to all of us at some point." Yoongis eyes flit to Hoseok who seems content with this addition.

He yawns and leans back against the door frame.

"Yoongi would you mind grabbing me some ice from the bathroom?" Hobi speaks, gesturing slightly to the large washroom, equipped with anything one could possibly need.

".... sure." Sloth says slowly as he blinks extremely hard a few times, making his way slowly to the bath.

He pauses on his way there though. Seemingly arguing with himself

Taehyung watches the Sin look towards the bathroom, eyeing the ice.

And then he watches the Sin eye the gorgeous, soft couch close by.

He almost laughs as he is witness to the struggle Yoongi makes to continue approaching the bathroom, eventually giving in and making a B line to the couch.

The sin flops down onto the sofa and is asleep almost immediately.

Taehyung chuckles, which causes Hoseok to glance at what he was referring to.

"Oh my god, Sloth what the fuck it was like 2 feet away." He grits his teeth in annoyance, though his features are soft, as if he expected this.

Greed jumps to his feet and walks briskly over to the bathroom gathering the ice he originally wanted.

Taehyung places his own cool hand back onto the burn on his cheek, glancing into the mirror opposite him

A sense of dread fills his body as the weight of his life piles into his shoulders.

What am I even doing here?

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