𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 | Vmin

16✦ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞

"What did you do?"

Jimin's heart beat a last beat before it dropped in his stomach when Taehyung's gaze wore another layer of darkness, the kind of darkness that could freeze a summer night making Jimin shiver in his place as his mind was at war between fight or flight, and when Taehyung moves his head closer making his nose brush against Jimin's cheek instinctually the smaller's hand that was now free from the other's grip sneakily travel to the gun that was tugged in his waistband ready to face any fear or a battle that this devil might rage as the heat of his body against Jimin was alarming, his attention wasn't any near to peace and prosperity but he was here to destroy, to wreck.

"What did you do?"

Taehyung repeated his word, every syllabus was forced out of his gritted teeth like he was biting bullets, as he inhaled a breath of Jimin's scent each time making his hand around the gun tighten. One wrong move of Taehyung and he would be dead in his grave 'Never challenge the speed of Park' they said and Jimin made sure he raised his dynasty further and he wouldn't hesitate to show it to Taehyung, and all the long sessions of training, the sleepless nights he spent just to assure that his enemy dies the worst death he could ever imagine

The hands that were previously placed against the wall moved to the side of Jimin's body until they were wrapped around the small of his waist pulling his body closer to himself as gently and delicate as the first drop of rain sliding across a rose petal, Jimin's breath enveloped in his lungs by the sudden move that painted his cheeks scarlet with heat filling his body when the soft lips of the other aligned with edge of his jaw like berries under the blade of knife ready to be sacrificed for the intoxicating liquor that the devil will drink to extinguish his wild and untamed fire.

"Why am I in ruins just for another taste of you?"

Upon saying that, Taehyung started sucking Jimin's soul through his earlobe that was stuck between his lips with his warm tongue moving against his skin like a spell that shows Jimin aurora lights in the darkness of the room shining so bright that he feels like his mortal body won't be able to take the abuse anymore by the man who was cursed with immortality he was so proud of, teasing and torturing the fairy loving how he melts under his touch spreading its magical glitter that paints him golden

Along the forbidden sensation that feels so right to his sinister body, the realization strikes Jimin that Taehyung wasn't talking about the crime he committed behind the cover but under the cover with him, the sinister ritual that tangled his body with the devil and now the devil was an addict to it leaving the hell as they don't burn his soul anymore but the purity of the angel holds the cure to his cursed being that needed to indulge in the evilest sin and ruining the purest angel of heaven seems to be the biggest one and how much Taehyung was dying to commit it

A breathy moan left Jimin's mouth when he released his prisoned lips from the hold of his teeth making Taehyung squeeze the side of his waist knowing he wasn't the only one that was set ablaze. Jimin was burning with the same fever of lust, on the other hand, Jimin's mind was already celebrating his victory with Taehyung wrapped around his body he had the surety of winning this wicked game, the game of death of this devil who was too blinded by the glory of this divine being to notice the body he's worshipping belongs to his greatest enemy who will be the end of him.

"What poisonous desire is this that makes me a sinful fiend for your taste?"

Taehyung detached his mouth making the popping sound of Jimin's earlobe slipping out of his wet mouth, glistening like melting sugar and this is the same state Jimin was in when Taehyung whispered those words he was falling apart like spun sugar in the rain — melting until there's nothing left except for the sticky residue like a sweet dessert for the other,  and Jimin won't admit even if he had died the worst death in return that Taehyung looked like a sculpture of gods that his body was dying to serve and his deep velvety voice was the song that was drugging his senses yet his eyes did admit and with all the honor as they glisten with desire