I wake up tucked in next to Jungkook in the bed and he has his arm thrown over me. He's sound asleep despite the daylight flowing in through the colored windows. It's the first time I've seen him sleeping and it's kind of funny how innocent and defenseless he looks. His cheek is squished against the pillow and he's been drooling a little bit. I wasn't sure if demons like him even needed to sleep, but this is the proof of it.
I don't remember falling asleep last night, so I assume I passed out on the floor and he carried me over here. I'm surprised I'm still alive. Maybe his love managed to give me another day after all. I did feel quite happy yesterday. Being human for a night was freeing. No constraints, I just had to be myself and live in the moment. Having him make love to me is something I'll never forget during my final days in this life.
My eyes are glued to his face for a long time and he sleeps so peacefully it's almost laughable. Despite how weak I am I could probably kill him right now if I wanted to. Even if he's a powerful sorcerer he can't use his magic in his sleep. One swift cut on his neck is all it would take. But I don't want to do it. I don't have the knife with me right now either way. Why would I kill the person who loves me, even if he's Satan? Getting rid of him would serve me no purpose anymore, it'd only cause me pain.
After silently just watching Jungkook as he sleeps, he eventually cracks an eyes open and when he sees me he automatically smiles. He stretches a bit before falling back against the pillow and running a hand along my naked side.
"You're still alive," he says.
"Barely." My comment immediately wipes the smile off his face and he becomes serious.
"You're not healed?"
"No. I'm breathing and I can move, but I don't know how much longer I'll be able to keep that up."
He sighs and rolls over to his back. Seconds tick on by and he bites his lip while thinking.
"I've heard an old saying about love," he suddenly says.
"Which is?"
"If you love someone you should let them go. I'm thinking if that might be the best option for you. If I can't heal you then you'll just be deteriorating and eventually dying, so I might as well do what I can to make you happy before it's too late. I'll save you in another way."
"You mean you'll kill me?"
"No, I've already told you I can't bring myself to kill you. Don't worry, Jin. I'll fix this."
He gets out of bed and after getting dressed he gives me a long look before exiting the room. I don't even hear him locking the door behind him. It doesn't matter either way. I'm in no condition to escape. All I can do is to wait like I always do until he comes back.
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The whole day passes in silence and even at midnight V still hasn't come by to give me dinner. Did he forget about me? Is he purposefully trying to starve me to death because he knows I'm weak?
When the door finally opens I'm certain it'd be Jungkook returning, but instead I'm met with V's angry face. I stare in confusion because it's the first time I've ever seen him so expressive. Why is he frowning at me like that? He isn't carrying food either.
V closes the door behind him and I don't even have time to register that he's holding something before he throws it at my face. It's some kind of fabric and when I take a better look at it I immediately recognize it as my old uniform. It's patched up since Jungkook tore it to pieces, but it looks somewhat wearable. I give V a raised eyebrow as to why he's giving this to me and he keeps the same frown on his face.
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See you in Hell || Jinkook
FanfictionFalling from Heaven hurt a lot. Being dragged into Hell by devils also hurt, however nothing hurts as much as having your freedom taken away by none other than Satan himself. Jin just wants to return home. Jungkook won't let that happen, not when he...