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𝕷𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝕯𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓 𝕶𝖎𝖒 𝕿𝖆𝖊𝖍𝖞𝖚𝖓𝖌

“Summoning You was a mistake” y/n lets out a sigh slamming her grimoire. The red haired demon chuckled, he dragged his finger tips against y/n’s lips.

“Well darling I’m the best mistake you’ve ever made”

"Pride is more than the first of the seven deadly sins, it is itself the essence of all sin"- John Stott

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divine seduction | kth. (m)

banner by the wonderful @introgfx​ <3

➵ summary: you despise your quarterly meetings with the demon king, kim taehyung, for many reasons. one; being that he’s maddeningly charming, two; he tests the limits of your relationship every visit, and three; he’s gotten under your skin so bad, you’re ready to show him that two can play his game.

➵ pairing: demon king!taehyung x angel queen!reader

➵ genre: angels/demons, royalty, enemies to lovers!au, fantasy!au, smut, pwp, light angst, fluff

➵ rating: 18+

➵ word count: 11k

➵ warnings: fantasy depictions of angels and demons, explicit sexual content, hard but sweet dom!taehyung, switch/sub!reader, huge dicc!tae, dirty talk, biting, blood play (he’s a demon with it), bondage, handjobbing, size kink, pain kink, punishment, degradation/humiliation, nipple/breast play, possessiveness, choking, marking, so much licking (taehyung loves tasting his angel), begging, crying, orgasm denial/control, spitting, oral (f. receiving), cum eating, fingering, anal play, sex toy, double penetration, throne sex, reverse cowgirl, hitting it from the back, hair pulling, finger-sucking, deepthroating, forced orgasms, multiple orgasms, creampie <3

➵ a/n: lord forgive me for i have sinned, i have no explanation for this fic except complete horniness!! >_< please enjoy this to-die-for demon king tae 😌 as always, your feedback means the world to me <3

➵ playlist: wicked games by the weeknd

↳ in submission for the february games:

❂ “Where Cupid’s Arrows Lie”        ⁂ hosted by: professor ryen @kithtaehyung​​ through @bangtansorciere

⤐  au type: “why me?” // enemies to lovers ⤐  themes: angels/demons, fantasy ⤐  kinks: anal play, biting, blood play, bondage, choking, cunnilingus, degradation/humiliation, double penetration, fingering, handjob, hair pulling, orgasm control, pain kink, sex toys, size kink, deepthroating <3

“Must I really see him today?” 

“It’s essential, your Majesty. He requested the meeting himself.” 

“What for, exactly?” 

“He would not disclose that information, only that he desires to see you.” 

You sighed grievously as you fixed the backing of your earring in your mirror, ensuring it was snug. Wearing your appropriate royal robes, you dressed yourself for a cordial meeting, along with packing your utmost patience and tolerance. 

Soon, you were going to meet the most obnoxious, prideful, exasperating being in the universe. 

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Spooky BTS Fic Recs [smut]

I’ve never made a fic rec list but since it’s the height of summer and I’m missing fall weather and we all need to pay tribute to Vampire!Jungkook, I’m making a spooky list. Pretty much everything I read is smut and bc I can’t picture Nam2Seok like that I have no recs for them, sorry they’re just my bros (Hobi does make one appearance though).

🧛‍♂️ Jungkook 

Pi Gasu by @jungk0oksthighs [series, ongoing] - Vampire AU, donor reader It’s not an exaggeration when I say I check for updates on this fic daily. I’m addicted. This is the entire Vampire!Jungkook moment.

sweet tooth by @btsgotjams27​ [series, ongoing] - Vampire AU, donor reader Another Vampire!Jungkook moment. The recent flashback chapter has me absolutely hooked on where this story will go.

demon dickin’ down by @vin-taege [one-shot, 2k] - Demon AU, pwp, pure filth This might be my favorite demon smut ever.

wicked by @noteguk [one-shot, 9.1k] - Demon AU, pwp Corruption kink, seriously why is horny dream manipulation so hot

Bite Me, Jeon by @haliiimede [one-shot, 19k] - Vampire AU, friends to lovers Loved the vampire world (multiple vampire breeds) and the Illuminati? I come for the smut, stay for the world building lol.

scenes of misguided magic by @wwilloww​ (feat. Taehyung) [one-shot, 2.3k] - Magic AU A magical threesome for a spell. So hot!!

corrupt by @bratkook [one-shot, 5k] - Vampire AU, pwp German sex club and oc gets ittttt.

Consumed by @jkeuphoriadreamland (feat. Jimin) [series, complete] - Vampire AU, yandere Jimin is an absolute menace in this, but we love him for it.

oh my ghost by @mingoyeob-archive [one-shot, 13k] - Ghost AU Jungkook is a panty stealing ghost in your new apt.

Something Wicked This Way Comes by @softyoongiionly [one-shot, 7k] - Supernatural AU An unexpected visitor arrives on Halloween night. Such a cool concept! (And poor Kook.)

😈 Taehyung

divine seduction by @chateautae [one-shot, 11k] - Demon & Angel AU Demon King, Angel reader. Dom Tae. Eeeeessshhh. Such a good fic!

Obsidian by @kpopfanfictrash [series, completed] - Magic AU, enemies to lovers The world-building and concept in this fic is unparalleled. And this Tae is so hot.

tear you apart. by @bratkook [one-shot, 13.2k] - Demon AU, pwp This demon Tae should be illegal. Horny dream manipulation, as demons do. And Jungkook as a buzzfeed unsolved nerd, I love him.

Black Ravens by @kth1 [one-shot, 8k] - Vampire AU, pwp Dom vampire Tae. That’s all you need to know.

scenes of misguided magic by @wwilloww​ (feat. Jungkook) [one-shot, 2.3k] - Magic AU A magical threesome for a spell. So hot!!

Beastly Gods by @lemonjoonah [one-shot, 8k words] - Hybrid AU, yandere This one is so fucked in such a good way. Reminds me of a Grimm tale in a spooky forest.

Carved by @haliiimede [series, ongoing] - Demon AU, dark dark series, enemies to lovers This world is so interesting and I love Jungkook’s dynamic. One of the darkest fics on here, lots of trauma.

ALLURE by @badbhye​ [one-shot, 5.3k] - Vampire AU Dom but also soft and romantic Tae.

🧚 Jimin

Realm of Enchantment by @jkeuphoriadreamland (feat. Taehyung) [series, completed] - Fae AU, yandere One of my favorite Jimin fics. I think of this way too often. Faerie Jimin definitely has an FDA warning.

Lovely Demons by @kpopfanfictrash [one-shot, 42k] - Prince of hell, Witch AU, enemies to lovers This was one of the first fics I read by kpopfanfictrash and I was hooked. Everything they write is elite.

Treasure by @sombreboy [one-shot, 4.7k] - Faerie dragon hybrid, yandere I have a serious thing for Faerie Jimin.

oh, little red by @jincherie (feat. Yoongi) [one-shot, 13.3k] - Hybrid Wolf AU Y’all this is so hot. dom!Yoonmin, a dark forest, bondage, knotting, ok bye.

My Princess by @kth1 [one-shot, 10k] - Vampire AU, kinda pwp Jimin is so soft I love him.

🧟 Yoongi

Love Lockdown by @personasintro [series, ongoing] - Zombie apocalypse AU, enemies to lovers No smut yet but excited for it cause this dynamic is chef’s kiss.

Blood Bounty by @lemonjoonah (feat. Taehyung) [series, completed] - Vampire AU, yandere A mind fuck of a story, lemonjoonah never disappoints with the twists.

oh, little red by @jincherie (feat. Jimin) [one-shot, 13.3k] - Hybrid Wolf AU Y’all this is so hot. dom!Yoonmin, a dark forest, bondage, knotting, ok bye.

the dark. by @bratkook [one-shot, 18k] - Demon AU Love this concept! Mysterious Halloween club, sign me up.

the velvet devil. by @junghelioseok [one-shot, 10.5k] - Vampire AU Yoongi is so cute and protective.

Borderland by @mygsii [one-shot, 8k] - Demon AU The story building in this is great.

Forbidden love pt1

Taehyung x reader Demon!Tae Soulmate Au 

Angst wannabe, no smut, a little fluff later

Summary: You didn't want to get married to a random man, but your parents didn't seem to get it. When you reached out to your best friend, Taehyung, he disappeared, having to face his own problems. However, soulmates are all about the perfect timing, so Taehyung came back exactly when you needed him the most.

Word count: 1.1k (1169)

P.S. I know, it seems sloppy, I could totally write better than that, if English was my first language, but hope you like it.

“And what if I don’t want to get married with him? I haven’t even turned 18 yet and you’re planning my marriage?” I asked my parents who out of the blue decided to have a ‘serious talk’ with me.

My birthday is in two weeks and they suddenly remembered that they have planned my wedding and that I’m getting married in a month. This is absolutely disgusting.

“Exactly, you’re not 18, so you have to follow our orders whether you like it or not.” I hate her way of thinking. “Your father and I decided that this is exactly what you need at this point in your life and we found a boy, great family status, your age, who is just perfect. I’m sure you’ll get along and even if you don’t, since you’re going to get married, you’ll have to get used to him. You are going to be a woman soon. Women don’t work. You are young, I’m sure you can have children if you try, so there’s no point in arguing when you know I have a point!”

“But mom, what about my soulmate? My mark is going to appear as soon as I turn 18. How am I supposed to get married, if I have someone else’s name on my wrist?”

“First, you know, both of us don’t believe in those things. We’re ‘soulmates’ but we don’t have marks. Second, what if that man is your soulmate? But I still insist, those things do not exist. You can write anyone’s name on your wrist and pretend it’s a soulmate mark or whatever.” My father’s voice was loud and serious.

Well, my parents don’t have soulmate marks and strongly believe the whole soulmate thing is…. Bullshit. But I do believe in these stuff. I have seen older friends of mine have marks. 90% of the population has marks and just because my parents refuse to believe they belong to that 10% I’m supposed to follow their stupid orders.  

“It’s not-”

“Enough. You’re getting married to him in a month.” My father cut me off and left the room, pulling my mom by the arm with him.

I need Taehyung.

I left my house, quickly and visited my childhood friend Tae, who lives next door.

Taehyung is an orphan. Actually, his parents abandoned him at the age of 10. He had learned how to live alone, avoided the orphanage at all costs, so we just made sure he always had something to eat and visited him once a day around noon. That was all until the age of 12. Taehyung and I, then, got closer, when he beat up a guy that tried to rob me, so after that he was usually over at my house. He slowly became my best friend. He supported me and I supported him. He helped me solve my problems and I did the same. But right now, I knew he couldn’t do anything other than comfort me.

I spent the whole afternoon in his warm embrace. I felt his warm breath on my neck. His aura was calming me. We didn’t speak at all. Just stayed there. Enjoying each other’s company. I’m lucky Tae is part of my life.

A week passed slowly. I knew I had to live my life to the fullest, before I lost my freedom forever but I just couldn’t find interest in anything anymore. The weird thing was that I hadn’t heard from Tae at all. He suddenly disappeared from my life. Only a week before my birthday. I was worried. He had turned 18 a while ago. His mark had started to appear on his wrist but it wasn’t clear enough yet and for a strange reason he was covering it.

The days passed. My marriage with the unknown man took place. I think his name was Choi Kwangsoo. My parents and his were happy. He also seemed pleased, but I was disgusted. I was rude towards him, his family, my family, everyone. Tae didn’t come to my wedding and to say I was hurt was an understatement. I had no one at this point. I was living through this hell alone.

I had visited Tae’s house so many times. He was never there. I hadn’t heard from him since that day. Our last words to each other were ‘see you tomorrow’, but that day never came.

It wasn’t until six months that had passed after my wedding, when I received a letter, it was from Taehyung.

Dear (y/n),

I’m sorry for leaving you so suddenly, with no explanation, I still can’t explain the reason why though. (…) I hope you forgive me. I hope you’re happy with the man you are married to. I don’t want you to worry about me. Just forget I existed. Just like my parents. Just like everyone else.

Taehyung.

It was the worst day of my life. I kept reading and rereading the letter because I couldn’t believe it. After that I had no feelings. No happiness. No sadness. I just lived. My emotions were drained from me. It felt like I had lost my will to live. Nothing seemed exciting anymore. And that letter from Taehyung was practically nothing. I only knew he was alive. But as he wrote, no explanation. It was the only thing that could bring me slight happiness. That he was alive. He was breathing. But…

The paper was suddenly snatched from my hand by my husband. He quickly read it, despite my attempts to take it back.

“Who the fuck is this, you whore? Taehyung? What the hell? Are you cheating on me? You? A fucking slut, cheating on, ME? I could have any bitch I wanted .and you think you can cheat on me?” He was furious for no reason, but I knew I had every right to be upset with him.

“I-”

“Shut the fuck up!” he cut me off.

He let the paper fall from his hand and took big steps towards me. He tried to grab me but I kicked him as hard as I could

“Fuck you.” I screamed and rushed past him running outside.

I left the house as soon as possible, running to the forest to hide from him.

I ran for what felt like an eternity, before I stopped to catch my breath. When I looked up, the scene I was met with made me freeze.

I couldn’t believe my eyes. A man, with things like thorns coming out of his back, growing like tree branches, high above him. I couldn’t move. My breath hitched in my throat and all I could do was stare at the creature in front of me.

The man turned to look at me and I suddenly felt like I looked straight at medusa. Like a rock, I stood there, my eyes met his red ones that were glowing in the dark. He suddenly disappeared and I finally came out of the trance I was in.

What is this creature?

~~~~~~~

Part 2

Forbidden love pt2

Taehyung x reader Demon!Tae Soulmate Au

Angst wannabe, no smut, a little fluff later

Summary: You didn't want to get married to a random man, but your parents didn't seem to get it. When you reached out to your best friend, Taehyung, he disappeared, having to face his own problems. However, soulmates are all about the perfect timing, so Taehyung came back exactly when you needed him the most.

Word count: 810

You could listen to this while reading. (I’ll tell you when to begin) i just wanted to make it more dramatic hehe 

Pt1 here

After the shock I experienced when I locked eyes with the mysterious creature, I was reminded of my current state. Helpless, alone, in a forest, at night. What could I possibly do to, at least, survive the night? I climbed up a tree, using every rock and fallen branch I could find, to step on. I got on a big enough branch and sat. Well, this is all I can do. I tried to get some sleep, but the constant sounds around me kept me alarmed. 

  Unlucky me, didn’t know, that my husband had followed me, until he saw the creature and me lock eyes. That was when he left, realizing he could use all this against me. He, the same night, visited the castle, and to inform the king. Kwangsoo was a lucky bastard, because his childhood friend, Daejung, inherited the throne of his ill father, just a month after our wedding. So he practically didn’t have to do anything but to exaggerate, while explaining to him what happened.

And my luck was still absent, because it wasn’t even an hour after the sun had risen, when I heard voices from under the branch I was sitting. I was in a state of being half asleep, when I realized that the voices were threatening me.

“Get down from the tree, before we come up there.” Kwangsoo’s voice filled my ears. My eyes widened at the picture in front of me. Kwangsoo and five… soldiers? They were armed men in armors, so they were probably part of the king’s army. And at that moment I realized I was doomed.

The men started kicking on the tree to make it move. I had no choice but to get down. The men gathered around me, two of them grabbed each of my arms and the others walked around us, in case I tried to escape.

I was taken to the castle. My hands are tied. Literally. I was put down, sitting on my knees, in front of the king’s throne. Soldiers and maids all around me, Kwangsoo smirking in a corner.

Daejung had a look of disgust written across his face. He ‘tsk’ed out loud, shaking his head from right to left.

“Bring her to the guillotine.” He simply ordered. What?

The men grabbed me again and escorted me out quickly. I was placed in front of the guillotine, in the middle of the village’s central square. The king’s voice was loud behind me.

“Her decapitation will take place on sunset.” He simply stated and walked away with his men. Kwangsoo stayed behind. He placed his hand on my cheek, still smirking.

“And you thought you could run away, you cheating bitch.” He slapped me and walked away chuckling.

(You can begin listening to the song)

As the sun started setting, a lot of people started gathering around me. They were gossiping, everyone on my husband’s side. I never got the chance to even explain myself to anyone.

An ear ripping screech was heard from behind the crowd that had formed. My mother.

She pushed from between the people. As soon as her eyes met mine, she stopped. She took steps back. As people started questioning her about me, she turned to me with a cold glare and the words I heard, hit me harder than anything could.

“I don’t recognize this person. I never had a child. That girl is not my daughter.” She exclaimed and people apologized and let her go. She too steps back, but stayed to watch my decapitation unfold.

The king arrived, along with my husband and a few of his soldiers.

“You have one minute left.” A soldier said.

Revenge.

“Hi mom! Yeah you! Stop pretending you can’t hear m-” I was cut off mid-sentence by a hand covering my mouth.

“Did I say you could speak?” I glared at the soldier and licked his hand and he pulled it away, cringing.

“It’s time.” The king spoke up and moved closer.

“Kwangsoo, will you have the honor?” He pointed at the guillotine and my husband hesitated, before taking a step to the front.

“With pleasure.” He replied and held the rope.

“Let’s all count down, shall we?” The king turned to the crowd.

“3”

I took a breath in. Memories of Taehyung and I filled my thoughts. The first time I met him, the afternoons he spent over at my house, getting along with my family, his 18th birthday.

“2”

Why did he leave me?

“1”

And right before Kwangsoo let the rope go from his hands, a scream was heard from a person from the crowd.

“The demon!” the woman screamed, before fainting.

I turned my head to my left, where she was pointing.

I was faced with something I wasn’t expecting.

A creature with huge wings staring right at the king with a smirk on his face.

My eyes widened.

Taehyung.

~~~~~~~

Pt3

Forbidden love pt3

Taehyung x reader Demon!Tae Soulmate Au

Angst wannabe, no smut, a little  fluff

Summary: You didn't want to get married to a random man, but your parents didn't seem to get it. When you reached out to your best friend, Taehyung, he disappeared, having to face his own problems. However, soulmates are all about the perfect timing, so Taehyung came back exactly when you needed him the most.

Word count: 1.3k (1334)

You can read Pt1 and Pt 2 here. 

“It can’t be…” Kwangsoo’s mumble was heard from my right.

I was just as shocked as everyone else.

The creature I saw in the forest is… Taehyung? My childhood friend. The person that was there for me, when I went through hardships. The person I was there for, when the nightmares of his parents leaving him filled his thoughts. But most importantly, the person I was wishing, secretly, every night to be my soulmate. The person that ran around my mind whenever someone mentioned soulmates.

When he refused to show me the name that appeared on his wrist, my inner optimist thought that it was my name written on his skin, but my pessimist side, and the most dominant one, always replied with an “If so, then why isn’t he showing it to you?”.

Even after all this, I kept wishing to see his name written on my skin.

But when my mark was finally clear enough to read, it seemed too late. Taehyung had disappeared from my life and I was already married.

The words ‘Kim Taehyung’ written on my skin with calligraphic letters appeared. He is my soulmate. I repeated over and over again. I think I hadn’t lived a happier day in my life. I was dancing around my room, I was practically glowing with happiness.

He is my soulmate. He is destined to be mine and I, his. He is mine. Taehyung is mine. But, am I his soulmate? Am I his?

Every time this thought came back, my happiness faded. How could I know? How could he know? Taehyung wasn’t a part of my life anymore.

Still, now, so close to dying, the doubt filled my thoughts. Am I his soulmate?

Taehyung’s, now, wings were spread, the smirk never leaving his face.

As soon as Kwangsoo’s grip on the rope loosened, Taehyung flew as fast as he could towards me. He caught the blade with his bare hands, before it reached my neck. He pulled it off of the wood and dropped it down. He freed my head from the frame and pulled me close to him, but before he could do anything, soldiers gathered around us with their spears (Britney) pressed to his neck.

Taehyung chuckled. He just chuckled. The soldiers around him, confused kept their weapons in their hands.

“So, it is true.” The king’s voice got the attention of everyone.

“Your dumb wife did try to cheat on you with a demon. Too bad they’ll both lose their lives today. Isn’t it sad, Kwangsoo?” He turned towards his friend who looked ready to run for his life. I had never seen Kwangsoo scared and honestly, it is my favorite sight.

“You wish.” Taehyungs growl was heard from behind me.

He felt spears (Britney) jabbing his wings and pressing onto his neck tighter.

“Oh, you’re really optimistic, even moments before dying. How sweet, that you’re trying to act brave in front of your dumb bitch.” Kwangsoo’s shaky voice betrayed him. Taehyung’s grip around me tightened after he heard the word “bitch”.

Taehyung had had enough. He grabbed me and flew high. The soldiers moved to the front, but couldn’t grab him. He flew away from them, chuckling at how easy it was to avoid their, fancy but useless, spears (Britney).

“Dumb humans calling you a dumb bitch is ironic.” He mumbled and flew far away (so faaaaaar awaaaaay) from them.

My gaze fell to his arms wrapped around me and I tried to make out the words on his skin. But I couldn’t see anything.

“I’ll lower us down soon.” He said as he searched for a safe place away from them.

I still hadn’t spoken up. I was dumbfounded, but calm in the arms of my soulmate. But once again the doubt filled my head.

I finally stepped on ground, on a high rock, obviously too hard for humans to climb.

Taehyung freed my tied legs and when he reached my tied hands, his eyes fell on the mark. He gazed at this name engraved on my skin and his eyes widened.

He quickly freed me from the ropes and looked straight into my eyes.

I blushed under his stare, turning my head to my right.

His hand reached my cheek and I, subconsciously, leaned into his touch. He turned my face to make me look at him, and we locked eyes.

“So it is you. It’s actually you.” His voice was shaky and his eyes were teary.

He moved our hands next to each other’s and I finally saw what I was waiting to see all this time.

‘(Y/n) (Y/l/n)’

I shed a tear of happiness and pulled him close, burying my head in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent.

“I missed you” I whispered, my tears now staining my cheeks.

“I missed you so much. Do you know how hard it was to live without you? To spend my eighteenth birthday alone? To get married to a stupid man that made me miserable? Why did you leave Tae? Why did you leave me alone?” I whimpered.

Taehyung hugged my trembling body tighter.

“I’m sorry. I was scared. When I got your name on my wrist, I was excited. I tried to keep it a secret until you got your mark and make it a surprise, but when you came to me crying about your parents forcing you to marry someone else, I lost it. I couldn’t bear being around you knowing you couldn’t be mine.” He sniffled and pulled away staring into my eyes.

“Two days after I left, things like spikes appeared in my back, and I panicked. I hid in the woods, until I found an old man who explained to me exactly what was going on and showed me a place to hide from humans. The night I saw you, I also saw your husband hiding behind you, and panicked. I thought you recognized me. I hid from you, but stayed around, making sure no one would attack you in your sleep. And around dawn, I left to make sure you wouldn’t find me. But that was the biggest mistake, because that was when they caught you. I waited until I learned how to fly with my wings and I think I came just when I was supposed to.” He wiped away my tears and placed some hair behind my ear.

“I’m sorry I hid from you. I’m sorry you went through all these. I’m sorry I put your life in danger. But most importantly, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you that we are soulmates earlier. It would have been so different. Everything would be better.” He sighed.

“Taehyung,” He sat down next to me and spread his hurt wings, drops of blood flying behind him.

“But let’s not think about this now. You’ve got me and I’ve got you and you’re all I need.” He confessed and my heart fluttered.

“Isn’t this the part where we kiss? Soulmate?” He turned to me with a teasing smile and I blushed hiding my face in my hands.

“Ahh, you’re too cute.” He said and pulled me on his lap.

“You’ve gotten stronger.” I tried to change the subject and he buried his face in my neck, nuzzling his nose against me.

“I was always strong.” He mumbled and pulled his face away, a cute pout on his lips.

“Ahh, you’re too cute.” I mimicked him and he chuckled.

He placed his palm on my cheek and leaned in closer. My breath hitched in my throat as I stared at his lips. So kissable. So fucking kissable.(my actual thoughts on Tae’s lips)

Just before his lips reached mine, he stopped. “Can I?” He whispered.

I gave him a small nod and soon enough, he pressed his lips against mine. I felt him smiling into the kiss, as he pulled our faces closer deepening the kiss.

I placed my palm on his cheek as our lips moved against each other’s in perfect sync.

“I love you, soulmate.”

“And I love you too, soulmate”

My obsession with demons!AU is not normal 😔 the kissing part made me go fangirl mode, I'm weak lol, seriously, this deserves more recognition.

static voice pt 2 | kth (M)

➛pairing: Demon Taehyung x Fallen Angel Reader (ft. bff Angel Jin) ➛summary: It's been weeks since his healing, and yet you still have a lingering demon house guest - something your best friend isn't going to let you ignore. However, with more time that passes, you realize... do you even want him to leave? ➛genre: Angel/Demon!AU, fluff, humor, eventual smut ➛word count: 3741 ➛rating: 18+ for this installment, please check each part for rating as there will be smut ➛warnings: cursing, some quick descriptions of violence, some heavy petting. ➛notes: Demon Taehyung demanded a full story line, and here we are. Shout out to static voice anon who started this whole thing by sending a simple ask -- you have no idea how much your encouragement means! And as always, sending love to @allbutmemorywillfade who sent in the original prompt which lead to the creation of these sweet dinguses, and who has been nothing but supportive & kind. You're too good to me 🖤 This is rough edited and unbeta'd bc I have no patience whatsoever. ➛song: Mine - Sleep Token & I Can See You - Taylor Swift ➛tagging: @jimins-ass-eater, @quinnkoo, @thatlongspringnight​

It’s Sunday morning, and there is currently a demon folding laundry on your bed.

Everything about that sentence should be blasphemous, and yet, it’s become normal. Well, normal for you. Certainly not normal for any other Fallen you’ve ever known. 

Taehyung’s brow furrows as he concentrates, sorting the mass of clothes first into piles before making way to fold each piece. His hands are precise, fingers lining up each seam as he works, eyes only leaving his work to dart towards the TV playing something in the background. He liked having something on for noise, he had explained, and who were you to question someone willing to fold your clothes?

Jin would say that your use of that argument is what led to having a demon for a roommate in the first place, which is exactly why you keep these kinds of thoughts to yourself - you didn’t ask for that kind of negativity. 

Not that there was any downside that you could see. Sure, you hadn’t asked Taehyung what his plan was yet, but you also hadn’t needed to. He was the epitome of a perfect house guest, slotting into your life easily and effortlessly. He was considerate, always offering to assist with any healings that he could; from triaging those who showed up at the door, to talking with them softly while you worked, easing their anxieties with a few kind words. And in those difficult sessions where there was nothing for him to do, he offered what he could - his presence, his reassurance.

It made you feel safe, knowing that he was on your side, no matter what you opened your door to. 

“Does this need a hanger, or am I supposed to fold this?” 

Taehyung holds the garment pinched between his fingers, eyes peering up to meet yours. It’s a black silky dress, mostly held together with string and a prayer, and you know for a fact it was something you hadn’t worn recently - let alone put in the wash. 

Heat creeps up your neck, and you fight the embarrassing urge to rip the fabric out of his hands and throw it out the window. The demon blinks at you with wide blue eyes, and you wonder not for the first time if he’s fucking with you. 

The other thing about Taehyung is that he’s impossible to read. His ability to go from the aloof affectionate demon who cuddles with your cat to the flirty winky man who drops innuendos in your kitchen leaves your head spinning. Worst of all - at least, to you - is that nothing has happened since that night at your place four weeks ago. Other than a few lingering glances that leave you questioning, Taehyung has made no more comments about his desires, which you try not to think about. Even if it’s driving you crazy. 

“That needs a hanger - though I have no idea how that ended up with the laundry, I haven’t worn it in ages.”

It was something you had purchased on a spontaneous whim, back when you had first become Fallen. It had made you feel sexy, powerful; and you had nowhere to wear it, so it had lived its life mostly stuffed in the back of your closet. 

“Oh, I put it there,” Taehyung says, nonchalantly, as if he’s discussing the weather. “I was going through your closet to see if there were some things you could donate to that shifter that you healed two nights ago and found it crumpled on the floor. It was too beautiful to leave in that condition.”

Fighting the urge to sigh, you instead fix him with a glare. 

“Oh? So you were aware it needed a hanger,” you grumble, though there’s no heat in your tone. “And what am I supposed to do with it now? It’s not very practical to wear for healing,” scoffing, you nod towards the dress. 

“I disagree,” Taehyung sniffs, placing the garment on the hanger before laying it down on the bed delicately, smoothing it over with a palm. “I think the sight of you in that dress could be healing in more ways than you could imagine.” 

Suddenly, the air in the room was stifling and you forget how words work, instead just blankly staring at the demon on your bed. He looks up at you, the slightest hint of a smirk pulling at his lips, and before you can formulate a response, a loud sound interrupts from the other room. 

“HEY! Lucky, you asshole, I’m trying to walk!” Jin yells, clearly fighting a battle with the cat in the foyer of the apartment. “Where is everyone, anyway?”

“In here!” you call out, moving to grab the dress off the bed and put it in the closet before the angel sees. You’re not sure why you feel the need to hide it from him, but the last thing you need is him doing something to embarrass you - especially after Taehyung managed to fluster you so thoroughly. 

Jin bumps the door open with his hip, his arms full of plastic bags, various groceries sticking out of each. “These are the groceries I owe you after eating all your last ones,” he announces, eyes scanning the scene he’s walked into. “I want it to be known for the record.”

“Hi, Jin!” your demon roommate greets, moving to stand. “Want me to put these away for you? I was just finishing up laundry.”

Jin’s gaze slides over to you, and you do your best to ignore the pointed question he was daggering into your skull, instead answering for him. “That would be great, Tae. Thank you.”

“Yes, thank you, Tae,” Jin echos, sliding the bags easily into the blonde’s arms. “We’ll  meet you out there in a second.” 

You’re about to mouth off about how Jin isn’t your father and he doesn’t get to order anyone around, least of all you- but Taehyung is already acquiescing, leaving the bedroom with the soft click of the door.

“So, he folds your laundry for you now, too? What’s next, he gets your dry cleaning? On Wednesdays, are you going to drink wine and do face masks?”

Tsking, you cross your arms. “Don’t be ridiculous, Jin. We both know I don’t have dry cleaning, and face masks are part of Smut and Skincare Sundays.”

This time, the angel doesn’t hide his annoyance in his glare.

“Come on, you know what I mean. I get why you haven’t kicked him out, but…” he sighs, plopping himself on the edge of your mattress. “What are you doing? What is he doing? What’s the end goal here?”

It’s what you’ve been asking yourself these last few weeks, and yet you’re no closer to coming to answer now than you were before. All you know is that you enjoy having him around, and something about the unreadable lanky demon being nearby gives you a sense of peace you haven’t felt since before becoming a Fallen. A feeling of comfort, of safety - and you’re terrified of losing it. 

“I don’t know, Jin. I just know that I don’t mind having him around,” you avoid his eyes, instead rounding the bed to finish putting away the clothes. “It’s nice having help with the healings, especially with the late night calls. You know I don’t like being alone here.”

You leave the other piece unsaid - that you don’t like being alone, at all. That Taehyung’s warm, infectious laughter and mischievous charm added light back into your once dark, monotonous days. That it felt like he belonged there - but that you have no idea how he feels, at all. 

The silence is heavy, as if Jin could read your mind, but if he does he doesn’t say anything, instead letting loose a breath. “Yeah, I know. I get it. I’m not trying to be a hard ass or anything, but I am trying to look out for you.” 

“I know.”

“I just don’t want to see you get hurt,”

“I know that, too.”

“At least promise me you’ll talk to him about what his plans are? If he intends on staying here indefinitely, or…” Jin pauses then, as if he doesn’t want to even go down the route. “Whatever. But promise me you’ll discuss it?”

He reaches out then, stopping you in your tracks until you meet his eyes. There’s no longer any annoyance there, just genuine concern, but for some reason that doesn’t make you feel any more at ease. 

“Yes, Dad,” you tease, shaking your hand free with a grin. “I promise I’ll talk to him. But it’s certainly not going to be in front of you, so it’ll have to wait for tonight.” 

“Fair enough,” Jin moves to stand, reaching for your door. “Just make it soon, okay?”

He closes the door behind him, and you hear his voice joining Taehyung’s in the kitchen, giving you a moment to collect your thoughts. Why are you so scared to talk to Taehyung? It has nothing to do with his status as a demon, something you barely noticed outside of his beauty; you could tell he was a genuine being, regardless of his beginnings. And he’s easy enough to talk to, has been nothing but a perfect gentleman of a roommate. 

It’s easy to tell yourself that it’s because it’ll be an awkward conversation, one that has the potential to make him feel awkward as well, something that you don’t want in the least. But if you’re honest - truly, deeply honest - it’s because you’re scared that he will leave, and you’re not sure that you want that at all, anymore. 

Actually, you know you don’t want that anymore.

The answer seems simple enough, then - have the discussion, ask him to stay. 

But why does the thought of asking him make you feel like you’re swallowing glass?

“You better come out here if you want to help pick dinner!” Jin yells, and shakes you from your thoughts. 

Joining them in the kitchen, you see they made quick work of putting away the groceries, leaving the counters clear with the exception of a few paper take-out menus. 

“Grocery shopping exhausts me,” Jin explains, nodding towards the array of menus. “It’s my treat, just let me know what sounds good and I’ll go pick it up. I promised Tae I’d stay for a movie.” 

After settling on a local Thai place, Jin calls in the order before heading out, demanding that you both are on movie selection duty in his absence. 

Plopping yourself onto the couch, Taehyung joins you, sitting side by side so close that your thighs are pressed together. Ignoring the building heat his proximity brings, you quickly grab the remote, scrolling through various streaming options trying to settle on something that you’d all like. 

“Can I ask you a question?” Taehyung interrupts, voice low.

“Of course.”

“Do you ever wonder what life would be like if things were different?”

Tearing your eyes from the TV, you focus on his ethereal face illuminated in the flickering light of the screen, on the intensity in his eyes. He looks distant; his gaze still bright, but more serious than usual, more lost. 

“What do you mean, Tae?”

He sighs, a mixture of resignation and something more. “I mean, what if I wasn’t a demon? What if I hadn’t been injured, or it had happened in another district with a different healer? What if you hadn’t Fallen? Would our paths still have crossed?”

His eyes are a bright cerulean blaze, more solemn than you’ve ever seen him before, and it has you frozen in place. It feels like he’s asking you something much bigger, much more vulnerable than he’s letting on, and it makes your throat tighten. 

Meeting his stare, you reach for him, taking one of his hands into your own. “I believe that some connections are meant to happen, regardless of the circumstances,” you reply, hoping he could hear the sincerity in your tone. “We could have made different decisions, but ultimately, our souls found each other and brought us together.” 

It’s then you realize just how close you are, how close his face is to your own, how his body is pressed up against every inch of your side. The intimacy of your words and your bodies has you feeling exposed, and yet you can’t seem to pull away. 

Taehyung’s gaze meets yours, his eyes shimmering with emotion. “You really think that? That some connections are destined?”

“Of course I do,” you nod, and his answering smile is almost blinding. Sliding his hand away from yours, he instead launches into a hug, pulling you to his chest. 

“Thank you for saying that. You really have a way with words, you know,” Taehyung murmurs, nuzzling his face into your neck. “You have no idea how much peace your presence brings me, Angel. It’s something that I thought I’d lost forever.” 

His words have your heart squeezing painfully in your chest, your tongue thick with the things you want to say. You’re even more affirmed in your decision to ask him to stay, pulling out of his embrace to do just that, when a loud knock at the door startles you both. 

“Hello? Is this where the Fallen healer lives?” a male voice calls out, one you don’t recognize. “Please, I just need some healing - are you home? Hello?”

Moving to open the door, you wait until you hear Taehyung follow in step behind you before answering. Leaving the chain lock in place, you open the door enough to peer into the hall. “Yes, how can I help?” 

A demon stands there – the tiny horns barely visible in his dark hair – black like his wrinkled suit. He was dressed like he either just left some sleazy bar or was on the way to one, though based on the stale whisky scent emanating from him, you’d guess both. 

He gives a low whistle, eyeing you up and down in a way that makes your skin crawl. “Damn, they didn’t mention how pretty you are, just that you were the closest healer. If I wasn’t so hungover, I might try to shoot my shot, but at the present, I-” 

“Nevermind, I’m not home,” you deadpan, moving to close the door, when the demon's foot stops it from shutting completely. 

“Please, wait! I’m sorry, you’re right, that was rude of me–” he starts frantically, clearly not wanting you to leave. “Listen, I’m just really, painfully hungover, and I have a big meeting I have to get to with some guys that I do not want to piss off and I was hoping you could help me out a bit. I just need a little healing, and then I’ll be out of your hair.” His hands wring together, and you notice how much his teeth are working his bottom lip, the tinges of his fear evident despite his bravado.

Glaring at him, you sigh heavily before peering over your shoulder to lock eyes with Taehyung. If all he needed was a little hangover cure, it should be simple enough of a healing without taking too much of your energy, and then he could be on his way. Easy enough. When your demon gives you a reassuring nod, you turn back to the stranger. 

“Fine, a quick healing, and then you leave me alone.” 

“Yes, of course! Thank you, seriously,” he continues, pausing as you unlatch the chain and open the door to let him inside. “I really appreciate it.” 

Standing in the entryway, it’s once he closes the door behind himself that the stranger finally notices Taehyung, eyes narrowing. “What’s another demon doing here?”

“He helps me,” you reply, giving the same simple answer you give anytime the question is asked by a creature looking for your services. At the end of the day, it’s none of their business who he is and why he is with you, and the less information given, the better. “We’ll do the healing down the hall.”

Moving to get your supplies, you go to show him to your workspace but he’s still paused, glaring at Taehyung. 

“What, he helps you, you help him, that kinda thing?” he sneers, speaking to you but still only looking at Tae. “Can’t say I blame him, you really are a looker. I bet you’re really fun to play with.”

Temper snapping at his words, you spin on your heel to point to the door. “That’s it, you’re done. Get out.” 

Before the demon can utter a reply, Taehyung is in his face, as if he was waiting for your unspoken signal to spring into action. Holding him in place with a fist in his suit jacket collar, he shakes the demon once, walking him backwards toward the door. “You heard her. Leave now, and do not return.” 

“Come on! Can’t you take a little joke?” the asshole shouts, any pretense of niceties fully falling away. “It’s just a quick healing, you sensitive bitch!” 

You can feel the change in the atmosphere when Taehyung tenses, his form seemingly trembling with restraint as his pupils blow out until his eyes are black. “You’re going to regret that,” he murmurs, a sinister smirk on his lips.

A bright light has you covering your eyes, slowly blinking until you can make out the form of Jin, his wings fully spread and an angelic dagger in tow.  The Thai food was still in bags in his other hand, Jin clearly returning from his trip only to walk into a different kind of battle.

Dropping the bags by the door, he saunters into the room.

“He’s right, you will regret that,” Jin says, voice even, “but you’re going to have to deal with me now, instead.” 

Plucking the demon out of Taehyung’s hold, Jin tugs him into a headlock, placing the blade at the bottom of his throat before turning toward the door. “Taehyung, why don’t you make sure our girl here is all taken care of while I take care of the trash, will you?” 

He waits for Taehyung’s nod, and then Jin looks at you. “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah, I’ll be fine,” you affirm, stepping closer to Taehyung. 

“I’ll come check on you guys later.” He nods, and then he’s out the door, a bright light streaming through the cracks as it closes. 

And then, it’s just the two of you.

Taehyung immediately springs into action, arms sliding around your shoulders as he guides you to the couch, draping a blanket around you once you settle. Despite your assurances that you’re fine, he continues his task, moving next into the kitchen to put the take out in the oven to keep warm before putting the kettle on for tea. Finally, he searches through the newly stocked pantry for a sugary snack, something that will appeal to your sweet tooth. 

“What sounds better, sour gummy bears, or those nerd cluster things?”

“Sour gummy bears, please,”

Soon, the coffee table before you has a cup of hot honey lavender tea and a little bowl of sour gummies, and Taehyung is settling beside you, reaching for the remote to find something to put on TV. You feel cozy snuggled up on the couch, a blanket wrapped around you and your overly affectionate demon beside you, and it’s then that you realize just how comforted you really feel.

Effortlessly, without you realizing, Taehyung knew what to do to soothe you, knew the actions that would bring you peace after something stressful had happened. He didn’t need to be asked, or told – just sprang into action to support you, asking for nothing in return. There was only one other person who had done that for you, even before becoming Fallen, and that was Jin. 

The thought has your heart thrumming in your chest.

Pressing play on some vampire show, he then leans back on the couch, pulling you with him until you’re resting cuddled into his chest. “Is this okay?” he asks, eyes questioning. “If it’s too much, I can go get some pillows instead.”

It’s his thoughtfulness that finally breaks you, has tears welling in your eyes as you stare into his depthless gaze.  You can’t hold it back anymore, the question you were going to ask, and you blurt it out before you can doubt yourself. 

“Taehyung, will you live with me?”

 His eyes widen in surprise, and you feel your stomach drop, scrambling to explain. “I don’t know what your plans are, or how long you wanted to stay here… But I’ve come to realize that I really, really like having you around, and I don’t want you to go. So I wanted to ask, would you stay here with me?”

The surprise in his gaze fades, leaving behind wonderment, adoration. 

“You want me to stay?”

Not trusting your voice, this time, you just nod, giving him a watery smile.

Taehyung scoops you up, practically pulling you into his lap and  immediately wrapping you into a big hug, squeezing you so hard your lungs fight for air. “Yes! Yes, I’d love to stay with you.” 

A deep chuckle reverberates in his chest, and you can’t help but join in, his laughter and joy infectious as he crushes you. “No one has ever asked me to stay before.” 

You go to pull away, to move back to your spot on the couch and to continue this conversation, but Taehyung’s arms lock you in place, holding you to him. 

Brow furrowing,  you go to question him, but then his mouth is on yours.

The kiss is electric, sizzling down your spine and through your veins until you’re dizzy, until you’re consumed in nothing but the feeling of him and his mouth moving against yours. You’re drunk with it, on the precipice, and when his tongue licks at the seam of your lips, you let him tumble into your mouth, salvation be damned. 

“Well, what do we have going on here?”

Jin's voice startles you both, interrupting the kiss. Breathing heavy, you go to slide off Taehyung’s lap, but he is having none of it; instead tucking you in closer and giving the angel a proud grin. Rolling your eyes, you stay put, working to get your heart back to a normal rate. 

“I would say I’m surprised about the whole kissing thing, but I’m not,” he continues, moving fully into the living room to face you both. “However, could you tell me why in the hell you were both glowing?”