Doomed — Min Yoongi (04)
Warnings: demon!Yoongi + fluff + angst + cliffhanger (because I’m evil :))
Description: Maybe dating a demon isn’t exactly what you thought it would be like…
When you woke up, you were temporarily blinded by the sunlight that was shining through the curtains.
You were sleeping in your bed because a couple weeks ago, Taehyung told you and Yoongi that he was going to sleep on the couch, and he wasn’t taking no for an answer.
Although there is a possibility that Taehyung was just being kind, you were almost sure that Yoongi was the one who convinced him to switch to the couch. You decided not to question it though.
There was an arm wrapped around your waist. It was Yoongi, and he held you closely, having his chest pressed against your back.
Since you were against his chest, you felt him softly breathing in and out. It relaxed you, even if you were already relaxed.
You put your hand on top of his and shuffled in the bed to get comfortable again, trying not to wake him up.
“Babe?” He called, his morning voice being heard. “I didn’t mean to wake you, sorry.” You apologized, turning to face him.
His eyes were half opened and his dark hair was almost covering his eyes. “It’s okay.” He muttered, pulling you close to him again.
“I love you.” He says, casually. “You don’t need to tell me that all the time.” You tell him, blushing.
“I know, but I want to tell you. I want to make sure you know how much I love you.” He speaks, eyes closed.
“Oh, look at that.” You giggled. “Min Yoongi, a demon, actually has a soft side.”
“I’m only like this because I know you love it when I’m soft.” He points out. “If it was anyone else, they wouldn’t hear these words from me.”
You smiled at him and moved his hair out of the way before kissing his forehead. “I love you too, Yoongi.”
You played with his hair for a bit until you smelled something coming from outside. “Do you smell that?” You asked Yoongi. The scent was very good.
“It smells like pancakes.” He comments, eyes still closed. “And bacon.” You added.
“Come on,” you say. “Lets go brush our teeth and then go see what the smell is. Taehyung is probably cooking.”
“Taehyung? Cooking? I don’t think so.” Yoongi chuckled. You raised your eyebrow, sitting up on the bed. Yoongi’s hand was still on your waist.
He opened his eyes a little bit before speaking. “Taehyung cannot cook. He couldn’t cook if he was in a cooking show and the prize was to keep his life.”
You giggled a little at his example before hitting his chest playfully. “Don’t say that. He’s your friend.”
“Yes, he’s my friend. That’s why I’m being honest. He can’t cook.”
“So who do you think is cooking out there? It’s not just some stranger.” You said, trying to stand up, but Yoongi pulled you back down.
“Can’t we stay in here for another hour?” He asks. You shook your head and he sighed.
“Let’s go.” You say, standing up and grabbing his arm so you could pull him off of the bed.
“Yoongi.” You groaned, not able to pull him off of the bed. “Come on.” You tell him.
“Fine.” He scoffed, standing up and walking with you to the bathroom.
You two brushed your teeth before walking into the kitchen.
In the kitchen, you saw three boys. They were each doing their own thing.
Hoseok was by the stove, cooking eggs in a frying pan. Namjoon was by the table in the dining room, setting up plates and utensils. And Taehyung was taking the pancakes that had been made and was putting them into the plates after Namjoon set them up.
You smiled at the boys before speaking. “I hope at least some of this is for me.” You say. “Nope.” Hoseok chuckles. “We just used your kitchen to make our own breakfast.”
You playfully rolled your eyes before Taehyung came up to you, grabbing your hand and pulling you into the dining room.
“Of course it’s for you. Why wouldn’t it be for you?” He smiles, ushering you to sit down in front of a huge plate of food at the table.
You took your seat and Yoongi took the seat beside you. “Thank you, but guys didn’t have to do all of this.” You speak.
“Yes, we did have to.” Namjoon smiles. “Today is your special day.”
“Plus, Yoongi paid us fifty bucks each to do this.” Hoseok added, laughing.
You looked at Yoongi and smiled. “Thank you.” You tell him.
“Happy birthday, y/n.” He smiled back at you. “Can you believe that we came face to face with each other a year ago?” He asked.
“It feels like it was just yesterday.” You say.
“You guys are so corny.” Hoseok groaned playfully. “Happy birthday, y/n.” Hoseok and the other two boys said at the same time.
“Thank you guys.” You smiled at all of them.
They all sat down at the table and you all ate and talked, having a nice breakfast. While you ate, you began to think.
These boys were like your best friends now. You can’t imagine your life without them anymore. They’re always by your side. It’s been a whole year with them, and you’re so grateful for all of them. You love them all so much.
“Aww! Y/n is thinking about us!” Taehyung says to everyone, looking at you. Everyone turned their heads and smiled at you, causing you to blush.
“What is she saying in her head?” Namjoon asks.
“She says that she loves us. And she’s grateful for us.” Taehyung informs them.
“Y/n is so adorable!” Hoseok says, excitedly. “Be quiet.” You tell him, looking down at your plate so they couldn’t see how much you were blushing.
“We’re grateful for you too, y/n.”
“And we love you.”
“Yoongi, stop calling me every five minutes.” You giggled, holding your phone to your ear as you walked through the aisles of the store you were in.
“I just want to hear your voice. I miss you.” He says.
“Aww you’re so soft. You saw me like ten minutes ago.” You laughed, picking up a shirt that looked pretty.
“I know, but I miss you. You know, you’re not supposed to leave your boyfriend when it’s your birthday.” He explains.
“You’re the one who gave me your credit card and said that I can get whatever I wanted.”
“Yeah, but I thought you were going to go online shop or something. I didn’t want you to leave.”
You playfully rolled your eyes, picking up a sweater.
“What store are you in by the way?” Yoongi asks you. “Victoria’s Secret.” You answered.
“Oh, really?” He asked. You could practically see the smirk on his face. “Don’t even think about it, Yoongi. I’m only in here to get some shirts and sweaters.” You told him, before he could speak again.
“Just listen to me. How nice would it be if you bought some lingerie? You know you would look so good in it. I just—damn. I’m picturing you in lingerie right now.” He tells you.
“Yoongi!” You groaned. “Stop. I’m not buying any lingerie.”
“Fine. But tonight when I give you your birthday present, you’re gonna wear that set I bought you last week.” He says.
“My birthday present?” You ask. “What is it?”
“What do you think it is?”
“The rent money, I hope.” You laughed.
Yoongi sighed playfully. You could tell that he was probably rolling his eyes. “You know what it is. It starts with an s and ends with all of our clothes on the floor.”
“Wow, you’re so romantic.” You rolled your eyes. “What can I say? I am a demon.” He chuckles. “How romantic can I get?”
After you got everything you needed, you went to the cashier to pay for the items with Yoongi’s credit card.
“How much money did you just spend?” Yoongi asked through the phone as you walked out of the store.
“A lot.” You said, giving him a vague answer.
“You know I can check, right?” He asked.
“Go ahead and check. I’m gonna hang up. I’ll see you later, okay baby?” You say.
“Hey! I’m not your baby! You’re my baby!” Yoongi said. “Whatever, baby.”
“Fine. I’ll see you later. I’ll probably call you in like ten minutes anyways.” He says. “Don’t.” You say.
“Okay, bye.” He said before hanging up.
You put your phone in your back pocket and walked into a different store. It was Hot Topic. The store was dark and had a lot of nice band merch that you liked.
While walking through an aisle, you felt a tap on your shoulder.
You turned around to see a tall boy with blonde hair. He was wearing blue ripped jeans and a black hoodie. He looked strong and muscular.
“Hey, you dropped this.” He smiled, reaching his arm out to give you something. You looked down at the object. Your phone.
“Oh, I didn’t realize that it fell out of my pocket.” You said, taking your phone from his hands. “Thank you.” You smiled.
“No problem.” He said. You were about to turn around when he spoke again. “You’re y/n, right?” He asked.
How did he know your name?
“Uh, yeah. That’s me.” You tell him, slightly nervous.
“You don’t have to be creeped out. I’m friendly.” He says. “I’m a friend of Yoongi’s.” He tells you. “He’s your boyfriend, right?”
You thought for a second. Should you tell the truth? Should you lie?
You remembered what Yoongi said to you one day.
“If you don’t know the person, make sure you don’t tell them that we’re together. It could be dangerous for me and for you.”
“He’s not my boyfriend.” You tell him.
The boy looked shocked by your statement. “Are you sure? I’m sure that Yoongi told me that you two were dating.”
“Well, were not.” You say. “What’s your name?” You asked him. When you get home later, you can ask Yoongi if he’s ever heard of this person.
“Wonho. Soo Wonho.” He answered.
“Okay, Wonho. I have to go pay for all of this stuff now, so…..bye.” You say, turning around to walk away from him, but he grabbed your arm, pulling you back.
“Let go of me.” You said sternly while pulling your arm back, trying not to make a scene in the store. Wonho let go of your arm, but stood closely to you. You tried to look away from him, but you were unable to. He was looking into your eyes, just like Yoongi does, rendering you unable to move. “Stop it.” You tell him.
“You’re dating Yoongi, aren’t you?” He asks.
“I’m not.” You answered.
“You like to lie? You should know never to lie to a demon.” Wonho speaks. As he finishes his sentence, his eyes turned fully black. Your eyes widened and you tried to scream but no sound came out.
“You’re coming with me.”
“Let me out of here.” You pleaded to Wonho. You were trapped in a small room. You only saw him through the small window that was in the red door.
“I can’t let you out. Not yet. Not until they see you. Not until he sees you.” Wonho tells you.
They? He? Who is he talking about?
“Let me out!” You screamed, going to touch the doorknob that was on the door. As soon as you touched it, you felt scorching pain in your hand. It felt like your hand was on fire. You yelped in pain, pulling your hand away from the doorknob.
Wonho laughed, standing on the other side of the door. “Stupid human.”
“You were a human once, weren’t you?” You asked him while hold your own hand. You were still in pain.
Wonho continued laughing. “Me? A human? How dare you?” He scoffs. “Do I look like i used to be some filthy human?”
Wow, this guys sucks.
Although you didn’t respond to him, he kept talking.
“I can’t believe you thought that I was a human! Me! Has Yoongi not told you about me?”
“I don’t see why he would want to.” You tell him.
“You’re so lucky I can’t do anything to you from behind this door. If I could, you’d be on the ground, gasping for air right now.” Wonho tells you.
You rolled your eyes, although you felt like crying. You were scared. Who wouldn’t be? You were literally in hell.
“Why won’t you just let me go? I did nothing wrong.” You say.
“You’re dating Yoongi! You must know that it’s against the rules. He must’ve told you.”
“I’m not dating him! Just let me go!” You lied and said that you weren’t dating Yoongi so many times that you were starting to believe it yourself.
“Just wait until they’re done with you. You’re going to regret whatever relationship you had with him.”
“I never had a relation—” You started, but he spoke over you. “Do you really think you’re in a position to lie right now?”
Even though you didn’t answer, he kept talking once again.
“If it was up to me, you and Yoongi would both be dead. You, because you’re a filthy human and Yoongi for dating someone like you.”
By the end of his sentence, you were crying. Was it because what he said was true? Or because you didn’t know if you would live to see the end of today?
You were terrified. Hell was a place you never wanted to go to. It was scary. You heard the sounds of screams, which sounded liked they were coming from all different directions.
They were ear piercing, eardrum shattering, loud screams. They terrified you.
“I don't—” Wonho starts, but is cut off by someone’s voice ringing through your ears.
“Bring her to me.” The voice says. It was a man’s voice. His voice was very loud, and you heard it over all the screams.
As the man stopped talking, Wonho grinned before opening the door and immediately grabbing you, forcing you hands behind your back.
“Let me go!” You yelled, fidgeting while trying to get out of his grasp. He was stronger than you, so although you were relentlessly trying to fight him away, he easily overpowered you, taking you to a different room.
The room was huge and Wonho stood you in the center of it. In front of you, a man was sitting on a big red throne. There were two smaller chairs on each side of his throne. Sat in the chairs were two men and two women.
They all looked different, but something that was the same was that they all had jet black hair and red pupils.
The man on the throne smirked at you before speaking.
“Ah, so this is y/n?” He asked. “Yep.” Wonho answers.
“Let her go.” The man says. Wonho released your arms, and you didn’t dare try to run anywhere. You were way too scared to even move.
“So, y/n, how are you?” The man asked. How could he try to have such a normal conversation with you?
“Not good.” You answered.
“Oh, how rude of me. I haven’t introduced myself.” He speaks. “I’m Lehun. Soo Lehun.”
Wait. He has the same last name as Wonho. Were they related?
Your question was answered as Wonho spoke. “She’s a liar, dad. She kept trying to tell me that she’s not dating Yoongi, but we know the truth.”
Dad? Lehun was Wonho’s father?
Lehun chuckled before looking at you once again.
“Y/n, I’m only going to ask you once. Lie if you want to, but I’ll know if you do.” He tells you. “Are you in a relationship with Min Yoongi?”
You took a deep breath before speaking. “No.”
As the word left your lips, you felt a sharp pain on your left arm. You looked down to see scratches forming on your arm, blood dripping from them.
You yelled in pain, holding your arm as if that would stop it.
“You’re not a very good liar, y/n.” Lehun chuckles.
As he spoke, the doors opened, and some people came through. Although you recognized that faced, it didn’t make you any happier. It just made you more worried.
“Leave her alone.” Yoongi says, entering with Namjoon, Hoseok and Taehyung by his side.
“Would you look at that? Everyone’s here!” Lehun smiled. “Now we can really have some fun.”
What did he mean by fun?
Lehun looked at Wonho without saying a word, but it seemed like Wonho knew what Lehun wanted him to do.
Wonho grabbed you once again, forcing your arms behind your back and standing behind you.
“Get off of me!” You screamed, trying to wiggle yourself out of his grasp.
“Don’t touch her!” Yoongi yells, running over to you. When he get close to you, Lehun looked at him, and he stopped.
It was like he was unable to move. Lehun did that to him? Of course he did! Lehun was a demon, he had all the same powers as Yoongi, maybe more.
Wonho held you close to him, his grip on your arms getting tighter as he whispered in your ear.
“When I’m done with you, you’re gonna wish you never had anything with Yoongi.” He says.
What did he mean by that?
“Stop! Let go of me!” You yelled, still struggling to get out of his grasp. You suddenly stepped on his foot and you heard him gasp, releasing one of your arms.
You took the opportunity to elbow him in the face, hoping that he would release you. Thankfully, he did, and you ran over to where the boys were standing. Hoseok healed your arm before linking his arm with yours, keeping you close.
“You little—” Wonho says, looking at you as he began to walk over to where you were standing.
“Stop.” Namjoon says, taking a step towards Wonho. Namjoon stood in front of you, blocking you from him.
Wonho scoffed before going to punch namjoon. Namjoon was able to back away before Wonho punched him. Wonho pushed Namjoon to the side easily, walking towards you once again.
Without hesitating, Taehyung stepped up, punching Wonho in the face. Wonho held his nose, which was now bleeding, before looking at Taehyung and smirking.
Wonho grabbed Taehyung’s arm, trying to pin it behind his back, but Taehyung fought back. They were hitting each other, getting in some good punches before Wonho wrapped his hands around Taehyung’s neck, choking him.
Taehyung was gasping for air while Wonho tightened his grip. Out of nowhere, Yoongi came running to them, pulling Wonho off of Taehyung before grabbing him and throwing him to the other side of the room.
Both Yoongi, Taehyung walked back over to where you, Hoseok and Namjoon were standing.
You all watched as Wonho stood up, walking towards you again.
“Enough, Wonho.” Lehun says, causing his son to stop walking.
“You should kill them. All of them.” Wonho speaks.
“You should shut up.” Hoseok finally says.
Wonho scoffed, not responding to Hoseok’s comment.
You all looked at Lehun, who had just got off of his throne and was now walking towards you.
When he got close, Yoongi stood in front of you, blocking him. “Leave her alone. She doesn’t deserve any of this.”
“I’m not going to hurt her. At least, not now.” Lehun says. Yoongi didn’t move, he stayed in front of you. “I should hurt you for dating her, shouldn’t I? You know that’s against the rules. You lied to me.” Lehun tells Yoongi.
“What was I supposed to do? Tell you the truth? You would’ve killed her in an instant. I couldn’t let that happen.” Yoongi says.
“That doesn’t matter. You shouldn’t have lied. You know how dangerous it is to have a relationship with a human. What if—” Lehun says, but then stops his sentence to say something else. “Move out of the way, Yoongi.”
“No.” Yoongi says, crossing his arms over his chest. “I don’t want you talking to her. I don’t want you to touch her or do anything to her. Just leave her alone.”
“How dare you talk to me like that?” Lehun asks, grabbing Yoongi by his shirt. “I don’t want y/n having any contact with you. You’re not a good person.” Yoongi says.
“Why are you like this? Why don’t you listen to me? I should kill her right now, shouldn’t I? Would that make you more obedient?” Lehun asks.
“Don’t touch her.” Yoongi states.
“You know, Yoongi, I thought that after your father died, you’d come to me. You’d respect me and then I’d treat you like my son. Do you know how much privileges you would’ve had if you weren’t so damn stubborn? If you were my son, you could rule this place with me and Wonho. But you don’t want that, do you? You want to run around causing trouble with your misfit friends and act like you’re not the nephew of the most powerful man in this place. You could’ve been somebody, Yoongi. You could’ve been someone important like your father.” Lehun speaks.
“All you do is hurt people. Maybe if you weren’t so violent, I would join you.” Yoongi says. “I’m the leader of the demon council. What do you expect?” Lehun says.
The demon council? Lehun was the leader of it!That still didn’t answer most of your questions. What exactly is the demon council?
Lehun released his grasp on Yoongi’s shirt, but Yoongi still didn’t move out of the way.
“Why don’t you respect me? All I’ve ever tried to do is make you powerful. Stronger.” Lehun says.
“Just because you’re my uncle doesn’t mean I have to respect you.” Yoongi tells him. “And I don’t want to be powerful or strong if it means that I can’t have these three idiots by my side.” He looks at Hoseok, Namjoon and Taehyung before looking back at Lehun.
Wait a minute.
Lehun was Yoongi’s uncle? They were related?
Lehun scoffed. “You could do so much better than them, Yoongi.”
“I don’t want better than them. I just want them.” Yoongi said. Yoongi was tough, but he could act soft sometimes. This was one of those times.
“Whatever, Yoongi. But you know that it’s still against the rules for you to date y/n. So that’s still a problem.” Wonho speaks.
Yoongi turned to look at you. You looked him in the eyes before speaking. “If it’s putting you in trouble then we can break up. It’s okay.” You tell him. You unlinked your arm from Hoseok’s and took a step closer to Yoongi.
“Y/n,” Yoongi sighs. “It’s fine. Really.” You say. “I don’t want you to be in trouble anymore. If we break up, neither or us will be in danger anymore.”
You didn’t want to break up with him, but you knew that you had to. What else was there to do?
Yoongi wrapped his arms around you, burying his head in the crook of your neck. “I love you, y/n.” He admits. “I love you too, Yoongi.” You wrapped your arms around him.
You closed your eyes, feeling a few tears run down your cheeks.
“This is so corny.” You hear Wonho say.
“I’m so tired of you.” Hoseok says to the boy. “Me too.” Taehyung and Namjoon say at the same time.
“Who isn’t tired of him?” Lehun says, honestly.
It made you chuckle a bit. You pulled away from Yoongi, wiping away your tears. “I love you so much.” He says. “I know.” You slightly smiled at him.
A few seconds passed and you and Yoongi just looking at each other before Lehun spoke.
“Wait.” He starts. Yoongi turned around to face his uncle, wanting to know what he had to say.
He carried an expression on his face, but you couldn’t quite read it. He looked worried, maybe a little confused.
“What is it?” Yoongi asks.
“I hear something.” Lehun says. “What?” You asked, confused.
“He’s telepathic, like me.” Taehyung says. “But he has more—senses? Abilities? Something like that. I don’t know what to call it.”
“Of course, you don’t know.” Namjoon says, hitting Taehyung lightly on the back of his head.
“What do you hear?” Wonho asks his father.
Lehun looked around the room before his eyes landed on you. “It’s you.” He tells you.
What did he mean?
“What?” Yoongi asks, before you could say anything. “Yoongi, move out of the way.” Lehun says.
“No. What are you going to do? What do you hear?” Yoongi asks.
“Yoongi, move or I will move you myself.” Lehun tells his nephew.
“Yoongi, it’s okay.” You tell him.
Yoongi looked at you before sighing and reluctantly moving to the side.
Lehun took steps toward you. He looked at you, inspecting you. “You.” He says, walking in circles around you.
He stopped, standing directly in front of you. He turned his head to look at Yoongi, who was just as confused as the rest of us.
“You two can’t break up. Not anymore.” Lehun informs. “Why not?” Yoongi asked. “Did something happen?”
Lehun took a deep breath before speaking.