❝Angels and demons, supernatural creatures: They exist in our world. But these seven are different, they're special...❞
The seven deadly sins and seven holy virtues have manifested themselves in seven young men, who in turn also hold special abiliti...
"To be trusted is a greater compliment than being loved."
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It was 11am by the time Jungkook opened his eyes. His eyelids felt heavy, and his vision was blurry. He groaned and felt his head burst into strong pain, as he tried to sit up. What the hell did I do last night?! Oh right. There it was. Everything came back to him in a flash.
Club Red. The party. Drugs. Alcohol. Suga. Dancing with Lalisa. The fight. Being dragged upstairs. Taehyung. Powers. Everything, except what had happened after he had exited Taehyung's office with Suga. It was like as if he had blacked out afterwards.
He noticed that he was lying in bed in an awkward position, still wearing his costume from the night before. Jungkook hoped that he hadn't crumpled the suit too much, or else Jimin would be upset.
He lay there staring up at the ceiling, wondering about trivial things like the meaning of life and why he even existed. His mouth felt dry, his head was still pounding and his limbs felt heavy and sore. No more partying for a long time, that was sure.
"Had a rough night?"
Jungkook's eyes slowly went to the door. Hoseok was leaning against the frame, holding a cup of steaming coffee and a little sheet of pills in his hands. He gave him an empathetic look and went to Jungkook, helping him sit up.
"T-thanks." Jungkook croaked, "The night was crazier than you think."
He eyed the aspirin with relief, and downed it along with the bitter hot coffee. Hoseok kneeled down beside him. "I heard about that fight you stopped. Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I am. I-I just am a little sad. I met this girl last night and danced with her. Just as I was about to get her number, the whole thing happened and then... Something else came in the way." Jungkook said quietly.
Hoseok stopped smiling. "So... You didn't get her number? What was her name?"
"Lalisa."
Hoseok thought for a while, but couldn't find a matching person in his mind. He ruffled Jungkook's hair affectionately. "Don't worry Jungkook, I'm sure you will find her again."
Jungkook nodded hopefully. "Hobi?"
"Yes?"
"What happened last night? I don't remember getting back here."
"Well, after that fight Jin couldn't find you anymore. He kept on looking for you, but then went home at like 12:30. You were brought in at 1:00am by some random guy. And you were asleep, so we basically carried you up."
