Seven Deadly Sins

Chapter 5: Angelus

You were greeted by soft sunlight and the sound of birds outside your window. Slowly opening your eyes, you sighed contently as you shifted in the heavenly soft sheets surrounding you.

You couldn't recall the last time you slept this well.

After much personal motivation, you managed to pull yourself out of the cloud in the form of a bed. You stretched and shuffled over to the vanity mirror, just for a quick peek.
Mirrors at the old house were forbidden so you took this chance to actually take a look at yourself.
Droopy, red eyes started back at you amid a massive mess of hair, set upon an incredibly pale face. You looked like you had just been dragged through hell and back again.

You couldn't help but snicker at yourself.

"Well good morning sunshine." you said to your mirror self, flashing a little spin. The nightgown that Taehyung had thrown into your room at last second spun around with you, fanning out like a wearable white umbrella. Despite your dead look, you couldn't help but admire the beautiful piece craftsmanship you were wearing and soon you found yourself dancing around the room. Your bruised and filthy feet carried you clumsyly around the room in several patterns of spins and frolics, moving to an unheard symphony. You couldn't help but giggle like a child, letting yourself get caught up in your imaginary ballroom dance.

Until the knock on the door pulled you out of it.

Startled, you clambered down from the top of your bed,
"Y-yes! Come in!" you stammered.

"You going to come down to breakfast or shall I let Jungkook eat it for you?" Yoongi's dark sarcastic voice came from behind the door. You narrowed your eyes angrily, wishing you could shoot lasers from them and hit Yoongi,

"I'm coming. Give me a second." you grouched, pulling the nightgown off huffily. Yoongi scoffed and shuffled away.
"A$$hole." you growled, "Gotta ruin the fun I was having."

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"Goodness. Have you ever tasted bacon before?" Hoseok's jaw dropped as he watched you inhale your tenth slice of bacon. The boys were all seated down around the large dining table that Jungkook and Taehyung we're playing chess on from yesterday with you in the middle between Jimin and Hoseok. You looked up innocently, despite the mess across your face,

"Yeah..." you said slowly. Jimin snickered and pulled a hankercheif out of his suit jacket,

"Have you ever tasted food? You're eating as of this is your last day on Earth." he said humorously, passing you the hanky. You dabbed at your face,

"Well, at the house we were never given food like this." you replied nonchalantly. Namjoon raised his head slowly, his attention suddenly snagged by your comment,

"The house?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow. You glanced at him and nodded hesitantly, noticing now that all the boys were starting at you.
"What house did you come from, Mrs y/n " the tall man continued to press. You shifted uncomfortably in your chair, memories still fresh from leaving a couple of days ago of the awful place flashing in your mind.

Dang your tongue had to slip up on that little detail.

"The... The St Pauline House for Girls." your voice dwindled.

"St Pauline...?" Jungkook echoed. You nodded once, staring at your plate and wanting to disappear.
"I think I heard of that place...." Jungkook tapped the side of his plate with his fork, deep in thought.

"Isn't it a orphanage?" Taehyung interjected suddenly, slathering a piece of toast with jam. You kept your eyes in your plate,

"Yeah... I guess..." you mumbled. All this talk of where you came from was making you uncomfortable.