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“What the fuck is wrong with you!” The horned stranger exclaimed clutching the box of cheerios in his hand tighter.

“Shit! Holy fuck. oh my fucking- No. No fucking way.” Tae gapped words morphing into an incredulous laugh, “you have got to be fucking with me! what is this shit! What is /this/ shit?!” suddenly alarmed, Tae held up the torn out page of instructions and commands he followed that led up to this moment, with terror all across his face.

“Christ you swear a lot. But am I surprised? No. I mean this is the same guy who decided summoning a demon in a preschool playground was the right move.” The demon deadpanned.

“Demon huh? Summoning a demon. So that's what’s going on here.” he concluded shaking the paper “Well if I’m being honest, for a satanic ritual you’d think the pay off would be a little scarier. I was expecting either nothing to happen or smoke and fire and a giant demonic creature with scales… or something!”

“Really? Well, that’s different.”

“Yeah, just a tad actually Mr. cheerio eating, all black wearing, red horned college student.”

“College student,” The demon giggled throwing some cheerios at his summoner “that’s a new one, I like that one”

“Oh my God you're the softest demon I've ever met.” /it’s kind of cute/ Taehyung’s thoughts whispered.

“You’ve met a lot of demons?” he amusingly raised an eyebrow.

“You’d be the first if we aren’t counting shitty people who act like they’re straight from hell.”

“So dumbass why a preschool? I mean there’s way better options, pretty much anywhere is a better option than this. What if I wasn’t a college student demon what then huh??” With the nagging tone, the hand on his hip and the cereal box pointed right in his face the demon was really starting to look like his mom.

“It’s close to my apartment and it’s the weekend I didn't think anyone would be here..” Tae mumbled under his breath.

“Ever thought maybe somewhere a little more secluded and a little less child endangerment-y was called for in this scenario?” The demon scolds.

“Look ass wipe I didn’t judge your choice of snack preference so please stop judging my choice of location you fucking scale-less discount demon!”

“Discount demon! That’s rich coming from the discount Buzzfeed ghost hunter!” The demon retorts, cheerios flying all over the place from him shaking the box in Tae's direction.

Tae shuts his eyes and uncrosses his arms as cheerios come flying into his face. Reaching his limit, he stomps closer to the cereal box and knocks it straight out of the hands of the demon and onto the ground, all while looking dead in his eyes.
They just stand there for a while unmoving and blinking at each other. The demons arm still outstretched where he was holding his cereal and the human staring annoyingly at him.

The demon suddenly brakes the silence when he drops his arm to his side, bringing both hands into his hoodie pocket,
“You know I actually do have scales but they only show up after I've shifted and they don’t cover my whole body.” the demon states shrugging.

“Shifted? is that like demon puberty? You’ll only get your scales after puberty?” Tae mocks, squinting his eyes and cocking his head to the side to look at the demon at a different angle.

“No! It’s when I take my demonic form, it’s like when- wait why am I explaining this to you? You’re insufferable.” the demon sighs stepping out of the summoning circle, but stops in his tracks when he notices the human tensing up and stepping back.

“What you’re suddenly scared of college students?”

“Nuh- No.”

“Nuh- No,” The demon mocks in a teasing voice, rolling his eyes, “I thought you were better than this Buzzfeed unsolved.”

“It’s Taehyung and I don’t know what you're talking about” He spits out shakily.

“Okay, a little defensive are we. Let’s calm down we’re all friends here. I mean do you really have a right to be scared when you summoned me?? I was kind of in the middle of doing literally anything else, did you need something?” The demon probes, taking another step closer to Tae leaving about a meter between them.

“I…I wasn’t really trying to…we were just there- and they left it.. so I thought letsseewhathapens?? You know for research? Fuck- I didn’t think- but you- and I…yeah.” Tae struggles out.

“That was disgusting don’t ever speak again if it’s going to sound like tha-” The demon stops himself short, scrunching his nose and furrowing his eyebrows.

“What ?” Tae asks genuinely curious.

“Two kids coming up the block. On bikes…with training wheels.”

“WHAT!” Tae shouts immediately covering his own mouth then slightly removing them to whisper scream “Please tell me you don’t eat children!”.

“You’re awful you know that? You saw me eating cheerios do you really think my diet consists of cheerios and small children?” the demon rolls his eyes, turning around to pick up the box of cereal and proceeding to walk towards the playground exit.

“Heeeeey" Tae drags out when he realizes he doesn't know the demons name, "Asshat where are you going!” Tae whisper yells as he speeds behind the demon.

“I’m leaving. Also Jungkook.”

“Leaving? Leaving where? Not through there the kids will see you!” Tae continues to whisper yell as he scampers behind him.

“Okay? So let them see me? They’re human they can’t see the good stuff, they’ll just think I’m human.” The demon says calmly stopping their conversation as they approach the gate. He proceeds to open the gate, letting in two 8-year-olds struggling to open the latch. He smiles at them as they shout their thank yous and rush inside the playground.
Tae just stands at the gate perplexed, watching the demon make his way down the street casually. That is until he realizes the demon is taking a right onto the street he lives on, that’s when Tae dashes after him.

“Why are you running?” the demon asks when he hears Tae catching up to him.

“Where are you going?” Tae struggles to ask while he finds his breath.

“Your place thought that was obvious.” He dryly states.

“My place? How do you even know where I live- How are you walking so fast?!” Tae almost shouts, jogging beside the demon who's airily strolling.

“Your scent is really distinctive and you said you lived close so I figured if I followed it I’d get home,” he says shrugging

“Get home huh? You say that like we live together.” Tae says nervously.

“Well… considering we’ll probably be spending a lot of time together you better get used to the idea.” The demon says annoyance heavy in his voice yet a smug look appears on his face.

“And why exactly would we be spending a lot of time together?” Tae asks confused.

“Because my little human, the first word you said after you summoned me was shit.” The demon laughs out stopping to look at the absolutely lost expression gracing Tae’s face. “When you use the summoning spell that you did, the first word you utter after whatever you summoned materializes is the word that will summon them until the contract is severed” The demon explains studying Taehyung's face and features.

“So you’re saying every time I say shit you’ll show up out of nowhere?” Tae’s eyes widen at the sudden realization.

“You got it Super Sleuth Tae, and considering how much you swear I'm assuming we’ll be seeing a lot of each other.” The ridiculousness of the situation caused a genuine smile to creep up on the demons’ face.

“You have cute dimples.” Tae rambles out quickly and slightly dazed by the amazing smile.

“You have a cute face.” The demon winks turning to continue walking.
Tae decides it’s best he walks a little further behind from then on and not because of the cherry red blush creeping up his neck but because he stopped jogging and it caused him to fall behind a little.

“This is it.” Tae says under his breath staring at his hand as he stops in front of his apartment building.

“If I didn't have extra great hearing I would be so done with you,” Jungkook complains, turning around and standing directly in front of Tae at the door.
The proximity allows Taehyung to fully appreciate the demon's features. He had deep brown doe eyes, a sharp jawline, strong eyebrows, fluffy dark hair that curled and reach a little past his eyes, two red-tipped horns parted his hair right where his hairline and his forehead met and if he wasn't mistaken it seemed he might even have some fangs hiding inside his mouth. /I guess some could say he's borderline gorgeous, the most perfectly sculpted guy I've come across but then again he's not really just a guy/ his thoughts are cut off by Jungkook staring at him quizzically. “Hi..” Tae breathes out.
“Are you gonna go in or?” The demon asks raising his eyebrows.

“Huh? Oh! Rightyeahcomeon.” Tae squeaks, opening the door and speed walking faster than the speed of light to the elevators.

“Oh so now you can suddenly walk faster than me?” The demon jokes stepping in the elevator.
He gives Tae a disgusted looked when the human begins to laugh very robotically like he rehearsed his laugh prior to the conversation.

“Okay, what’s going on? Did I break you? Was it the compliment? Just because I said I like your face doesn't mean I'm going to try and sleep with you or trick you into marrying me and selling your soul or something. Okay? So just be annoying again this version of you is creeping me out.” The demon lets out a heavy breath, shuddering.

“How can you just say things like that you don’t even know if I'm home of phobic!”

“Please, you can’t even say the word. I’ll admit you calling me soft and getting nervous at the idea of us living together could have been anything. But, the way you focus on my dimples or my lips when I having fucking horns kind of gave it away.” The demon just stares at the mess beside him until the elevator doors open on their floor.
 
-
 
"So you're saying that you're a detective?" Jungkook asks for the 10th time.

"Yes"

"And you're working a case that involves some quote on quote cultish activities?"

"Yes"

"And while working this case you and your team managed to find out the main satanic ritual the group was worshiping?"

"Yeah"

"And upon this discovery, you thought your best course of action was to recreate the ritual so you could what join the cult?" Jungkook asks unimpressed.

"No! This cult they were taking orphaned kids and street kids and raising them into their twisted religion I was recreating the ritual to put myself in their shoes so I could see what environment that sort of ritual demands in order for me to figure out where the main base is, where they're keeping the kids." Tae explains once again exasperated.

"Where'd you get the pigs head? And the goat blood? It's pretty suspicious that you just have those kinds of ingredients laying around."

The grin on Jungkook's face makes Tae's blood boil, " Look you dipshit! I read the instructions, bought the stuff and did the ritual. Yes! buying a whole pigs head is a little difficult and don't get me started on trying to explain to the deli guy that I only needed the goat's blood so that I could boil my pig's head in it! It wasn't fun for me okay! I did not spend so much time and money on salt to make that big fucking summoning circle to be sitting here explaining how we got to this point ten times over to some annoying curly-haired emo kid with fangs!"

"Seriously are you always looking at my mouth? My fangs aren't even that big how'd you notice them." When Tae drops his head into his hands and lets out a frustrated groan Jungkook decides to cut the guy some slack, "Hey, Super Sleuth, I might actually know why your little summer camp was worshiping that ritual."
At that Tae's head shoots up, "What, How?" The question and look in his eyes are enough to tell Jungkook that if he's fucking with him he'll make Jungkook's life worse than living in hell.

"Promise you won't get mad?"

"Jungkook."

"Okay okay. Maybe a long time ago like perhaps 80 some years ago I might have seen some dark church believers coming close to finding that ritual that summons me and maybe because I wasn't really doing much at the time I decided to sort-of give them a little nudge to find that there scripture that guides you to summoning me and then perhaps I possibly let them believe I was some all-powerful demon God and that they should probably worship me. But then something came up and I kind of left them hanging for a few years and when I came back they had totally made a whole religion out of it and they had a whole following and fuck that shit was getting too deep so you know I appeared to one of the elders and was all like never summon your God again you've disrespected my teachings and I will not accept you until you've proven yourselves. And then I moved on to my next chapter because that was getting too fucking wild." Jungkook looks up again to meet Taehyung’s eyes already burning holes into him.
“But honestly it was a while ago it’s all pretty blurry now.” He finishes hoping that last part makes Taehyung stop looking at him the way he is, “Taehyung… you're not saying anything.”

“What in the actual fuck am I supposed to say to that Jungshit? What in the flying fuck do you expect me to say to that?” Although his voice hadn't risen, the way his eyes pop out on ‘flying fuck’ and one eyebrow raised at the end says enough.

“I was just trying to fill you in on what I know geez don’t get all” he flays his hand around towards Taehyung, “that.”

“Well thank you! Thank you so fucking much demon shit!” The outburst coupled with his sudden rise from his seat and push of his chair noticeably startles Jungkook, “You have got to be the most helpful fucking guy I’ve ever met! Really you’re so generous solving my case and pretty much creating it all at the same time! Thank you so much how will I ever repay you!” Throwing his hands up and strangling the air in front of him, he exits the kitchen where they had been ‘conversing’, “I’m taking a shower why don’t you evaporate or something I don't want to look at you.” and with that he slams the bathroom door.

/He is such an overdramatic asshole/ Jungkook’s head screams. He stands up from the island he had been leaning against and takes this alone time to scope out Taehyung’s apartment. It was pretty nice, modern, black wood flooring, grey walls. The kitchen had new appliances, what looked like cement countertops with glass on top, a matching island with two bar stools, a pentagon-shaped four-seat glass table sat at the other side of the room and lots of little pots of grass(?) littered the kitchen. The whole apartment had artwork draping every wall, Taehyung’s name signed neatly in the right-hand corner of each one. It was a nice place ‘nicer than the guy who lives here that’s for sure’ Jungkook thought to himself. He lifted his hood over his head and made his way to the couch. Netflix sounded like a real dream right now.

He closes his eyes to flop down on the couch the same moment Taehyung yells something from the bathroom. When the steam from hot water and the smell of mint soap consume him he figures the ‘hard couch’ he’s sitting on is probably the toilet and he’s probably in the bathroom. “Why? What are you doing in here for you to be saying shit?” His voice booms off the walls of the bathroom nearly knocking Tae off his feet inside the shower. He opens his eyes and they immediately land on Taehyung clutching his heart and keeling over in the shower.

“Fucking shit Jungkook I almost lost my fucking life why are you in here??” He turns his head to look at Jungkook sitting on the toilet staring quite intensely at him, that’s when the reality, the glass door in-between them is failing to leave even a millimetre to the imagination, becomes painfully obvious.

“What ARE you doing in here?!?”

“What are you doing in here yelling shit?”

“WHAT?? Jungkook get out!” His shriek is staggered by him slipping while struggling to hide with absolutely nowhere to hide and Jungkook’s stare tearing through him.

“YOU called me in here so what happened?” the demon calmly replies pointing at the naked mess panicking in the shower.

“Nothing Jungkook please just fucking leave!” His screams were starting to sound more like whining as he pouted desperately at Jungkook.

“So you just called me in here for fun then? What exactly were you expecting to happen here, Detective? Did you want me to jump in there with you so we could solve a case?” The shit-eating grin dancing on Jungkook’s face is only tripled when Taehyung gasps loudly and starts drowning him in profanities and insults, “Calm down you're going to pop a blood vessel. God you're redder than a tomato do you need me to help you get out” he gets up from the toilet walking closer to the shower door laughing amusedly when he sees the way Taehyung starts screaming no and moving to the back of the shower.
“I STUBBED MY TOE GETTING IN OKAY NOW LEAVE ME ALONE YOU FUCKING DISEASE!”

Jungkook, still laughing, throws his hands up in defense and turns around leaving the bathroom.
As soon as he closes the door Tae yells a very loud ‘fuck you’.
He pops his head back into the bathroom ignoring the yells to go back to hell, “Don’t call me in again unless you plan on doing tha-” He’s interrupted by water drenching his face, Taehyung choosing to lay waste to his entire bathroom and pointing the showerhead directly at the door.

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Beyoncé. A Performer, a legend, a queen and most of all the number one worst thing to wake up to at 5:57 AM. Although it was iconic when Tae first set Yoongi's ringtone to diva by Beyoncé, waking up to Beyoncé repeatedly preaching how she IS the female version of a hustler is not the way he pictured his morning starting.
After what seemed like the millionth time hearing "stop the track, let me state facts" Taehyung had had enough. He ripped the blanket off his body and sat up answering his phone. 
"King of my heart, please tell me there's a life-threatening reason as to why you're calling at the crack of dawn." He grumbled into the phone.

"Hey Tae I'm outside and I forgot my keys so let me in."

"Let me get this straight. You woke me up at ass o'clock so that I could open my door because you… forgot your key." 

"… Tae just open your door please I'm in a rush"

"Yeah? Are you? Well maybe-"
The line cutting after that was just the sweet icing on the cake, not only was he leaving his warm, cozy bed at 6 am he also had to walk all the way to the front door and lose his sleepiness. 

If this was the way his life was going to go Taehyung figured he might as well make a pit stop on the way to the door and drink a tall glass of water /very/ slowly.
All that's interrupted when Yoongi abruptly bangs on the door causing Taehyung to drop his glass of water, the glass shattering on the floor.
"Fucking shit!" Tae's morning was just getting better and better every second. 

"Tae I know you're in there open the door!"

"Who's at the door?" Jungkook asks from over Taehyung's shoulder.

"FUCKING SHIT!" Upon Jungkook's sudden inquiry, Taehyung managed to accidentally elbow him in the gut while trying to jump away from him. 

"Fuck Taehyung are you going to freak out every time I show up? This is ridiculous!" he glared at the human while clutching his gut.

"Move! Go! leave! Evaporate or something he can't see you in here!" Tae hissed at him shoving his shoulder and pushing him further into the apartment.

"You're kicking me out? I've been here for five seconds asshole." He sulked, allowing himself to be pushed further down the hall.

"Yeah well, that's 4 seconds too many so leave or hide those are your options, bye!" He shoved Jungkook into his room and closed the door. Rushing to the front door, he silently prays Jungkook decides to disappear and not burst out of his room while he's talking to Yoongi. 
/Oh God why did I put him in my room, if he does burst out it'll look like we were…ugh/ He and his thoughts were both having meltdowns respectively when he opens the door.

"You look like you just saw two old people having sex." Yoongi comments looking at Taehyung with a grimace.

"That sounds just as bad as my morning has been so far," Tae replies with an equally disgusted grimace on his face. That is until he notices Yeontan in Yoongi's arm, "Awe you brought my babyyy, my doggyy, my boggyyy!" He coos taking the small dog into his arms and into the apartment.

"I know I was going to keep him till Monday but there was a break in my case and I have to head to the coast for a few days." Yoongi explains a hint of sadness in his voice.

"That's okay Yoongs when you get back you guys can hang out for a weekend." Tae says smiling at him, "I completely get it if it's case related and I'm sure Yeontan understands too". Puts the dog down and watches fondly as he runs around the apartment, turning back around to look at his best friend he asks, "When are you leaving anyways?"

"Flight leaves in an hour, that's why I'm here at ‘ass o'clock' " He responds grinning when he uses the phrase Tae through at him earlier.

"Very funny. Since you're in such a hurry I won't force you to clean up the mess you inadvertently made in here." When Yoongi lifts an eyebrow he continues, "When you gracefully knocked on my door I may or may not have broken a glass because I dropped it."

"You fucking wimp. You scare so easily. Are you sure you're in the right line of work?" 

"Okay smartass get out of my apartment. I've had enough of you for one morning."

Laughing, Yoongi turns around walking out the door waving a ‘see you next week' as starts closing the door only for Taehyung's hand to stop it, "You didn't say I love you" Tae frowns.
"You know I do I don't have to say it."

"What if I die before I see you again and you didn't say it?"

"Jesus, Don't say that, that's not gonna happen"

"I love you King of my heart." Tae pouts.

"Yeah love you too Taehyung." 
Taehyung closes the door sighing.
"There goes my best friend, once again he left. How will I survive without him?"
He looks around his apartment wondering where Yeontan ran off to when he sees his bedroom door cracked open. Somehow the demon's presence had slipped his mind.
He steps into the room immediately halting when he sees what's going on in front of him. Jungkook and Yeontan are sitting across from each other on Taehyung's bed staring into each other's eyes as if they're communicating telepathically. The weirdest part, however, is the red glowing irises that not only Jungkook is sporting but Yeontan as well. When they notice him enter the room the both quickly turn their head to look at him, irises fading back to normal.

"Why is Yeontan in your home?" Jungkook asks giving the dog a nasty side-eye.

"What do you mean he's my pet?"

"That" he whispers pointing at the small dog, "is your pet?"

"Yes?" Tae answers confused.

"Okay fine since he's your ‘pet' how old is he?" He asks in an ‘I've got you now' sort of way.

"He's 2?"

"2! That's funny that ‘dog' is nearly 100 years old!"

"Jungkookie my sweet imbecile of a demon I think I would know if my dog was a century old."

Yeontan look's at Jungkook and tilts his head almost in a mocking manner.

"That! He's making fun of me! You saw that!"

"He's a smart dog and anyone can see that it's fun to make fun of you." Tae retorts petting the dog's head.

"Oh my God, okay fine how do you suppose I knew his name then you never told me."

"You probably just heard me talking to Yoongi. Don't you have like super hearing?"

"Well yeah I do have good hearing but I don't know his name because I heard you and your boyfriend talking! It's because Yeontan is my brother's familiar and he used to live with us! Come on you saw both our eyes glowing when you walked in didn't you? Don't choose the creature over me!"

"Okay. A) Yoongi is not my boyfriend he's my best friend," Jungkook scoffs, "B) Yeontan is a dog, not a creature and C) I did see your eyes, I just assumed you knew how to talk to dogs or something but now I'm getting the feeling you were trying to kill my baby and I stepped in moments before you got what you wanted!"

"WHAT! Look at his eyebrows! Tell me he's not evil! Tell me he doesn't look like he's seen things!" The demon yells vigorously gesturing to the dog. 
Taehyung just looks at him long and hard before picking up the dog and cuddling him. 

"Jungshit get out of my room I need to get dressed and I'm afraid if I leave Yeontan with you you'll eat him."

"If anything he'll eat me!" Jungkook whines getting off the bed.

"Yeah yeah just leave me and my evil dog alone." Taehyung closes his room door, locking the demon out and putting his dog back on the bed.

-

Jungkook drags himself into the kitchen feeling defeated. /We should've killed that creepy thing instead of leaving it in the human realm/ he opens the kettle to pour water into it.
"That's /my/ human" The demon mumbles annoyed.

"Well that's MY familiar and you told me he was eaten alive by hellhounds you prick!" 

"Ugh, Jimin I told you to stop spying on me!" He yells looking down into the kettle where Jimin's face made out of water is scowling at him. 

"You're a dick you know that!" Jimin's watery counterpart yells.

"That thing is super creepy ask anyone! And you guys kept talking to each other telepathically and then laughing it was so weird!"

"He was my best friend!"

"He's evil!" 

"Fuck you!"

"Fuck you too!" he screams closing the kettle and stomping to the living room.

 

The only problem is when he steps in said room Jimin is already standing in the middle of the room, arms crossed and a deadly look in his eye. 
Jungkook stops and then quickly walks over and starts poking Jimin all over, "Fuck you're actually here in the flesh!" He whisper-yells incredulously.

"Yes, you plastic bag I'm here in the flesh because you are worse than the end piece of a loaf of bread." Jimin spits rather loudly. 

"Shut up you're so loud the human is gonna hear you!"

"Let him hear me he's going to die anyway for harboring my familiar."

"Jimin what the fuck you're not going to kill him! You're so dramatic!"

"I'm going to kill him then I'm going to kill you and then I'm going to bring you back to life and tell Joonie what you did." he threatens a wide grin forming.

"You wouldn't. You're not a snitch, you wouldn't tell dad!"

"Try me." Jimin smiles maniacally.

"Jimin."

"Jungkook."

"Jungkook?" Taehyung yells from his room.

"Taehyung?" Jungkook yells back nervously.

"Jimin!" Jimin yells to no one in particular.
Jungkook covers Jimin's mouth frantically while Jimin doubles over laughing.

"Is there someone else out there?" Taehyung yells, his room door opening.

"Go back home Jimin!" He whisper yells at jimin who's shaking his head ‘no' while recovering from his laughing fit, "Fine but I swear if anyone dies I'm killing you." He groans dropping his hand from jimmies mouth.

Taehyung steps in the room and freezes, "Wow."
"I like him" Jimin quickly decides.

Whoever the new stranger in his home is, is the most beautiful person he's ever seen. Soft purple hair, perfect glowing skin that looks like it's iridescent, long lashes, silver eyes, perfectly sculpted face, and body and the most twinkly smile. He had jewels suspended in the air beneath his ears like earrings, he was wearing black jeans, a loose grey silk top and a very large and long white and silver robe. He was perfect, magical even.
Taehyung stood there staring, admiring for quite some time. While Jungkook nervously looked between the two waiting for something to happen and Jimin just stares at Taehyung eyes sparkling and smile bright as ever.

"You're really pretty." Jimin drawls, a smile growing.

"Did THE most beautiful person ever just call ME pretty?" Taehyung gushes, his smile matching Jimin's.

"What's going on?" Jungkook asks looking extremely pained.

"I'm Tae," Taehyung announces taking a step closer.

"I'm Jimin, I'm kook's brother" jimin counters taking two steps closer.

"How can that" He glances over at Jungkook, "be related to you?"

"I ask myself the same thing every day," Jimin says shaking his head dramatically. "How did you end up becoming friends with him?"

"Not by choice he's stalking me." Tae answers shrugging

"Hey!" Jungkook interjects.

"Jungkook the big kids are talking. Evaporate!" Tae commands, shooing him away with his hand.

"I think I found my other half." Jimin declares dreamily.

"I thought I was your other half?" Jungkook pouts.

"Please, Kook I'm sorry it's just, have you met Tae! Besides you're just not pretty enough to be my other half."

"You literally said you were going to kill him!"

"What!" Taehyung yells snapping out of his trance and taking a step back.

"No no I was being dramatic I swear! I hadn't even met you yet!" Jimin pleads.

"Why would you kill me? I'm just regular!" Tae splutters.

"Nooo-" They're interrupted by Yeontan walking in, Jungkook and Yeontan immediately entering a staring contest.

"Tannie!" Jimin exclaims rushing to the dog and picking him up swiftly.

"Okay, you're awfully excited to see my dog." Tae furrows his eyebrows

"Yeontan is my familiar, not your pet. He was probably drawn to you because he felt that we were soulmates." Jimin pouts as he cuddles the small animal. 

"There's no way you guys can sell me this familiar story." Taehyung laughs as he walks to the kitchen remembering the broken glass on the floor.

Jimin follows him close behind petting the dog in his arms. Taehyung goes to get a dustpan for the glass and some paper towels for the water. Though when he comes back to where the broken glass was its now only water.

"Oh I'm sorry did you want the glass? I figured it'd be easier to clean up if it was all water" Jimin laughs nervously, " I'll fix it." 
He moves his right hand towards the water then raises it slowly, a glass slowly forming out of the water. He then brings the glass fully into the air the gently places it on the island. He looks over to smile at Tae only to see him staring hard at the water on the floor. 
"Oh! I can pick that up too!" He said hurriedly turning his hand palm up and spreading his fingers, he lifts his hand up slowly, the water lifting off the ground simultaneously, then starts slowly closing his hand into a fist the water turning to steam and evaporating. 

 

"That… was probably the coolest most unsettling thing I've ever experienced," Tae says very slowly. 

"Thank you?" Jimin smiles.

"Did you Evaporate the water because Tae told me to evaporate?" Jungkook blurts suspiciously.

"You know kook not everything is about you. But yes I did."

"Fuck you." Jungkook mumbles.

"Awe Jungkookie don't be like that" Tae giggles elbowing jimin lightly.

"Yeah Jungkookie, it was only a little joke." Jimin giggles returning the elbow.

"Whatever," Jungkook grumbles turning around.

"Kookieeee" Jimin coos, "I'm sorry" He whines louder, back hugging the Demon, "I'll leave you to cuddle your human boyfriend if it makes you feel better okay?"

"My what?"

"His what?"

Jimin lets go of Jungkook and laughs, turning around to wave at Tae then dissipating into what looks like sparkles(?).

Taehyung and Jungkook stare at each other before Taehyung blurts "Wait he took Yeontan!"

-

"Jung...Rook, Jung...Took, Jung...Book, Jung... Look... Jung..-"

"Stop" 

Taehyung turns around and presses his face against the bathroom door, "Please come out of the bathroom Jungkookie I have to peeee." Taehyung whines.

"Suck it back up."

"Jungkoooook why are you mad please talk to me its been 40 minutes!" Tae groans sliding further down the door where he's sat.

"I'm not mad. I'm just… I just need space."

"Well, demon boy if you really wanted space wouldn't it make more sense to I don't know leave my apartment?" Tae presses his head back against the door waiting for Jungkook to say something. Instead, he falls into the bathroom when Jungkook suddenly opens the door.

"I can't just leave!" Jungkook blurts.

"Okay? I didn't know you were that attached to me." Tae grins looking up at him from the floor.

"It's not that you unwashed coffee mug," He glares at Taehyung, "If I go home Jimin will probably be waiting for me and if Jimin's there then he'll tell our Dad why he's there because he doesn't just come over without a reason and if he snitches on me, he'll kill me." He looks Taehyung in the eye then steps over him speeding down the hall. 

"Will he really be that mad?" Taehyung questions getting off the floor and following Jungkook.

"It's not that he'll be mad he's just all about solving problems and equality and stuff so he'll tell Jimin to kill me if that satisfies him, and of course Jimin will say yes that satisfies him because it's Jimin he lives for that dark magic shit. I don't wanna die! Last time it hurt like a bitch I had nightmares for a year! It wasn't even all me Hoseok was there too it was his idea to leave Yeontan in the human realm I was gonna kill him so really Hosoek is to blame too I mean come on!" Jungkook rambles loudly pacing back and forth in Tae's bedroom.

"I'm sorry did you say you were going to KILL my dog!" Tea emphasizes flopping down on his bed.

"Tae you don't understand, you haven't lived with the real Yeontan, all that catnip you let him eat probably keeps his powers dormant. By the way what's up with that," He stops walking facing Taehyung who's laying on his stomach with his face in the palm of his hands, "You know giving regular dogs catnip is like giving them a sedative and judging by how much you have growing in your kitchen I'm guessing you let that thing eat it like it's a snack. If he was a regular dog you would've killed him."

"I just thought he was.. special or immune and liked the taste." Tae defends, pouting yet rolling his eyes at the same time.

"Jimin's probably going to detox him and then they'll start talking shit again. That things voice is so deep I have nightmares." Jungkook shudders and Taehyung sits up finally intrigued.

"Voice? You're saying Tannie can speak? Like with words? From his mouth?"

"No he's telepathic which is worse because you can't hide from that deep voice when it's in your head." Taehyung's smile grows tenfold and Jungkook looks disgusted.

"That's so cool."

"Can we talk about literally anything else?"

"Fine. So you've died before?"

"Yeah" Jungkook sits on the bed crossed-legged right in front of Tae, "Jimin is half elemental witch, part dark witch and part Fae so he's pretty powerful and he's really into all the illegal magic he can only perform in the demon realm, so yeah he's killed me and my brother Hoseok a few times."

Taehyung looks at him dumbfounded.

"He brings us back of course but he's always finding new disturbing and painful ways to kill us, especially Hoseok since he heals so fast."

"I have to admit you kind of lost me a bit." Tae's voice comes out low and shaky "So Jimin is a witch? Who likes Illegal magic? And is also an evil scientist. And your other brother is wolverine?"

"Yeah, pretty much but Jimin isn't considered a witch because the magic counsel is racist and thinks anyone who has mixed blood isn't deemed ‘qualified', so he's classified as a magic-user." Jungkook disgust towards the counsel is evident in the way he spits out ‘qualified' and ‘magic-user'.

"That's fucked up." Tae frowns.

"Also Hosoek is a fire demon, which means he basically looks like me but he can manipulate and conjure fire and heat." He adds

"So what kind of Demon are you? What powers do you have?" Tae asks excitedly, sitting up a little straighter.

"Haha.." he laughs dryly, "Well, you see Hoseok gets his magic powers from our Papa who's half dark witch, half Fae and Jimin gets all his powers from him since he's only my half brother. And I… I didn't really inherit any of his magic powers." He looks up at Tae waiting to see his disappointed face only to see him staring at his horns like this is the dumbest conversation ever. 

"Okay yes, I have horns and fangs and all that jazz. My other dad is a Dragon demon and I got the whole package but honestly, it's not that fun unless I shift and I can only shift in the demon realm everywhere else it's illegal."

"Why what happens when you shift?" Tae asks not following.

"/Dragon/ Demon… I turn into a dragon? I didn't think it was that complicated." He rolls his eyes.

"Like a whole dragon?" Tae's eyes widen his mouth slowly dropping.

"No just one wing sherlock."

"Holy fuck show me I wanna see."

"I can't just show you there's not enough space also like I said it's illegal."

"Fuck so you're like super big! How big are you?"

"Wouldn't you like to know." Jungkook's smug look is enough to kill Taehyung's excitement.

"Oh fuck you. You ruin everything." He sighs laying down, then sitting straight back up when something occurs to him.

"Wait you said you have two dads?"

"Yeah?" 

"And they're both your biological fathers?"

"Yeah?"

"How?"

"What?"

Taehyung takes a deep breath and scoots closer to Jungkook, "Male" he lifts his right hand,
"another male" he lifts his left hand looking at the demon to make sure he's keeping up, "equals… baby?" he squishes both hands together and points at Jungkook.

Jungkook looks at him like he just explained what a banana is, "Yeah that's how babies are made," He furrows his eyebrows even more, "what are you not grasping?"

"Wh- What am I not grasping? What AM I not GRASPING? I don't know Jungkook, tell me WHAT AM I NOT GRASPING!" 

"I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE NOT GRASPING!" Jungkook shouts back, nervous because he doesn't know what's happening.

"Okay, look, Jungkook I'm a boy, okay? I am, that's what I am."

"Yeah, that's what you are." Jungkook nods.

"Yep and I can't have babies, okay? I mean I can HAVE babies but like I can't push one out, you know of me." He stares at the demon.

"Are you trying to tell me you want to have my kids but you can't?"

"NO," Tae shouts covering his face with his hands and groaning.

"So you can?" Jungkook sounds painfully lost.

"NOOO" Taehyung groans out loudly.

"I'm confused."

"Okay." Tae sits up looking determined as ever, "I have two parents, like you, but I have one dad and a mom- "

"So you're like Jimin, that's cool" Jungkook interrupts.

"Wait what?" 

"Jimin had a mom but she was weak and he was sucking all her life-force out from inside the womb so she died." He shrugs.

"Wow, okay that's intense. What I'm trying to say is Humans can't just make a baby no matter what gender they are."

"Yeah I heard about that, must suck." Jungkook shakes his head sympathetically.

"If you heard about it then WHY WAS THIS CONVERSATION SO HARD?" Tae shouts hitting Jungkook's shoulder.

"I didn't realize that's what you're getting at! you were beating around the bush! It's your fault!" His reasoning comes out breathy since he's trying so hard to swat Tae's hands away. When Tae finally stops he elaborates, "I think the Human realm is the only one that has those weird reproduction systems. Otherwise, I don't think it matters." 

"So how does it work?"

"I don't know." He shrugs.

"What do you mean you don't know?"

"I'm not planning on having any kids anytime soon so I never asked. Either way, I think I rather find out when it's happenin- Stop hitting me Tae I didn't do anything!"

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Driving home.
Such a small thing can feel so heartwarming sometimes. It was Taehyung's favourite part of the day, just sitting in his car lost in his thoughts as he made his way home. It was peaceful and especially on a day like today. It had been a great day, they had found the churches the cult members were living in and had a huge lead that could locate the camp where the kids were being held, on top of that the captain had given permission for him to be on-site for the raid. Everything was seemingly falling into place.

Taehyung's apartment wasn't very far from the precinct, a 20-minute drive, 30 with traffic, but with the satisfaction and happiness coursing through his body it felt like 5. He pulled into the underground parking, lining up the butt of his car to back into his parking space.

‘I should really do some grocery shopping I've been eating out for the past three days.' He thought, taking the key out of the ignition. ‘I should've just went straight to the store. I'll just go tomorrow.' He pressed the 4th-floor button in the elevator and leaned against the back wall.

"Finally." Taehyung sighs out loudly closing his front door behind him. He shrugs off his jean jacket and tosses it on the front bench along with his badge. He makes his way to his bedroom, stopping abruptly after passing the kitchen because was the fridge door open? Backtracking he peers into the kitchen and spots an all too familiar horn poking out from behind the fridge door.

"Are you watching me?" Jungkook asks without moving from behind the door.

"I know I'm not crazy so maybe it's just short term memory loss, but I'm pretty sure I didn't say the 's' word." Tae grins walking into the kitchen and looking over the fridge door, "What are you doing in my refrigerator Hellboy?" 

Jungkook looks up at Taehyung's face looming over the fridge door, "You know it's been three days since you last said shit. Are you avoiding me? I expected you to at least fall down a flight of stairs and say it by accident." He feigns a wounded expression, "Where have you been? I've been waiting for so long and I'm hungry." He whines further. 

"I was at work, the same place I've been the past three days and contrary to what you probably think, I don't actually swear at work." He looks in Jungkook's eyes by accident and his heart constricts at the way they sparkle when he pouts, "Stop pouting." He flicks Jungkook in the forehead, his breath catching when Jungkook's head bounces and his left horn brushes Taehyung's hand. He pulls his hand away like it's on fire, gripping it to his chest until he realizes what he's doing and looks back at Jungkook with his eyes wide. 

"You winced." Jungkook almost whispers.

"Jungkoo-" He stops when Jungkook gets up and closes the fridge.

"No it's okay I get it, I make you uncomfortable it's fine. I'll just go." He says flatly walking out of the kitchen and disappearing altogether.

"What the fuck is my life now." He says to himself. He lets out a breath he didn't realize he was holding and throws on a hoodie before grabbing his keys and heading back to his car. 

-

"What did he expect to happen? Normal people don't just have bones growing out of their heads! And his touched me!" He angrily pushes the shopping cart as he mumbles to himself, "I didn't mean to seem so freaked out it just caught me off guard. Stupid emo kid." 
He turns down the next aisle picking up a few things and dumping them aggressively into the cart. He smiles at an old lady passing by who looks more than concerned about him adamantly talking to himself. He picks up a box of Frosted Flakes when he spots the cheerios on the shelf beside it. 
 
"What?" He stares at the box of cheerios.

"Fine! I get it!" He puts the Frosted Flakes down and holds onto the shopping cart with a death grip,

"Shit." He says under his breath.

"What do you want?" Jungkook spits out from behind him.

"Jesus! Really? Behind me?" Taehyung whips around to find the demon staring back at him.

"Why are you swearing in the cereal aisle?" Jungkook asks uninterested.

"I wasn't, I called you on purpose," Taehyung admits looking anywhere but at Jungkook.

"Why?" Jungkook asks like he desperately wants to go home.

"I…just wanted to know what you wanted from the store. That's all." 

"What I wanted." Jungkook repeats.

"Yep, that's what I said."

"Fuck you Taehyung." He says bitterly walking past Taehyung and dropping two boxes of cheerios into the cart, "I want banana milk too." He declares, walking to the next aisle.

Taehyung smiles, satisfied and follows Jungkook with the cart, allowing him to drop random things he assumes Jungkook likes into the cart, "So how long were you waiting for me in my apartment?".

"Long enough to try on your swat uniform" Jungkook turns around and half-smiles at him, "and watch Pocahontas while wearing it."

"You watched Disney movies in my swat uniform?" Tae clarifies, disbelieving.

"Yeah and then I popped over to Jimin's house to show him, but he threw a fireball at me so I left, apparently, he's still mad about the whole dog thing," Jungkook rolls his eyes, throwing a bag of chips to the pile he's created in the cart.

"You took my swat uniform to Hell." Taehyung deadpans.

"No I took your swat uniform to the demon realm." he corrects.

"Same thing, it went to hell and back."

"The demon realm isn't hell it's just… another realm. Think of each realm like another earth. Besides my family isn't all that religious, Joonie always told us he didn't really believe in Satan or hell and heaven." Jungkook explains picking up banana milk and putting it in the cart happily.

"Joonie?" Tae questions.

"My dad, Jimin started calling him Joonie like 15 years ago and it just caught on." 

Taehyung nods picking up some apple juice.

"Don't get that," Jungkook utters, completely disgusted.

"Its apple juice." 

"Exactly it's disgusting."

"It's /apple juice/." Tae presses

"It's /disgusting/." Jungkook wags his finger.

"What's wrong with apple juice?" 

"What's /not/ wrong with apple juice?"

Taehyung rolls his eyes putting the drink in the cart.
Jungkook takes the apple juice and puts it back on the shelf, "No."

"Yes." Taehyung counters dropping it back in.

"Ew." Jungkook nods his head putting it back. 

"Yum." Taehyung shakes his head retrieving it.

"It's piss colored." Shelf. 

"It's golden." Cart.

"Leave it." Shelf.

"No." Cart.

"It's all sugar and garbage you don't need it." Shelf.

"Are you seriously saying that? Look at all the crap you picked up!" Cart. 

"This is different. THIS is gross." He shakes the apple juice.

"You're gross." Taehyung crosses his arms.

"Yeah we established that, about two hours ago." Jungkook glares slamming the apple juice back on the shelf.

"I don't think you're gross." Taehyung grumbles.

"Really because my demon parts beg to differ." Jungkook scoffs.

"Your demon parts" Tae laughs, "Did you have to put it like that."

"Laugh again and I'll ram you, I fucking swear."

"You'll ram me! Okay, goat boy." Tae laughs more.

"You're getting pretty comfortable for someone who almost shat themselves as soon as they made slight physical contact with demon parts." Jungkook turns around grabbing the shopping cart at the back end and pulling it to the cash.

"I did not almost shit myself I was just… surprised." Tae says sheepishly.

"I can't imagine what you must be like at surprise parties then." he aggressively starts putting the contents of the cart on the conveyor belt.

Taehyung watches as he squeezes and crumples almost every single thing in the cart as he unpacks, "Kook you're squishing all the food…"

"Don't ‘Kook' me. Pay for your food." He spits out, tossing the last thing on the belt and storming out of the store.
Taehyung sighs putting the bags in the cart as the cashier packs them.

"Trouble in paradise?" The cashier offers.

"More like a conflict in hell." Taehyung smiles, swiping his card to pay for the shit show Jungkook picked up.

"Amen to that." The cashier agrees dramatically. 
Taehyung lets out a small laugh, wishing the cashier a nice night and heading to his car. Along the way, he half expects to see Jungkook somewhere waiting for him but when he doesn't show, Taehyung packs his car and sits in the driver's seat. 
Thinking.
Or waiting, he's not sure.
"Shit."

When nothing happens, he looks around the car confused. He's opening the glove compartment ‘just in case' when Jungkook bangs on the driver's window. 
"WHAT THE FUCK JUNGKOOK" Taehyung screams opening the door and hitting Jungkook with it on purpose. 

"STOP INJURING ME EVERY TIME YOU CALL" Jungkook yells back hopping on one leg and holding his knee, "ASSHOLE!" He screams disappearing again.

"YOU'RE THE ASSHOLE!" Taehyung yells to the empty space where the demon had been hopping. He slams the car door and starts his car very angrily driving home.

When he parks his car and opens the trunk, he realizes the predicament he's in. How is he going to get all this crap up to his apartment?
"Hey, Shit head."

"No." Wherever he is he sounds muffled.

"Where are you?" He's looking around the car when his eye catches something glinting through the rear-view mirror. 
Lone behold, there in the driver's seat Jungkook is sitting giving Taehyung the middle finger through the rear-view mirror, his ring reflecting light off the mirror. 

"You're getting craftier with these entrances aren't you." Taehyung smirks.

"I'm leaving again." Jungkook states. Doing the exact opposite by getting out of the car and walking to the back, where Taehyung is standing, "That's a lot of stuff." He says analyzing the trunk.

"Yes, Jungkook I've noticed. Can't you like poof them with you upstairs?" Tae asks making tiny explosions with his hands.

"I could, but why would I help a homophobic racist?" Jungkook shoots back, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow.

"Come again." Tae looks at him, absolutely done with his shit.

"You heard me. Home OF THE phobics! And RACE," he points up, "IST." he drops his hand down, finger-pointing directly at Taehyung.

"Literally fucking where?!?"

"Being mean to me is automatically homophobia and flinching when touching me is racism in my books," Jungkook affirms, matter of factly.

"Jungkookie I'm sorry okay? Please just help me." Tae pouts.

"Don't call me Jungkookie you cyberbully. Help yourself."

"This is real life? How am I a cyberbully?" 

Jungkook doesn't say anything he just stares into the trunk, arms crossed.

"Jungkook?" Taehyung tries.
"Rungshmook?" he sighs, "Jungshit? Demon breath? Hellboy?" Nothing.
"Koo?"
Jungkook glances at him but when he's caught in the act he sends Taehyung the bird, stomping closer to the trunk and disappearing with more than half the bags. 

"Koo huh?" Taehyung says to himself, picking up the three remaining bags and closing the trunk, "Okay."
 
When he makes it to his apartment, He walks in to find Jungkook watching Netflix, clutching the banana milk in his hand like his life depended on it, and all the groceries neatly on the island and the table.
Taehyung smiles at the thought that Jungkook didn't just drop all the food on the ground but unpacked them nicely instead. On top of that, he didn't even leave after, he sat down to watch TV while he waited for Tae. 
Taehyung laughs painfully ‘He's not even mad, is he?'
He strolls into the kitchen putting away the groceries with a newfound pep in his step. While putting everything away he discovers how poorly Jungkook eats judging by all the crap he didn't notice him grabbing. He puts all the junk food in the bottom drawer of the island, and mentally notes that as ‘Jungkook's drawer'. He grabs a box of cheerios and opens it on the way to the living room.

Jungkook doesn't say anything when he enters the room, however, when he sits down next to him, shoulder to shoulder, crossing his legs and letting his right knee drape over Jungkook's left, he can feel Jungkook's whole body go still.
"Cheerios?" Taehyung offers, angling the box in Jungkook's direction, not taking his eyes off The Bee Movie ‘really Jungkook'.

Jungkook doesn't say anything but he does reach his hand in the cereal box and grab a handful. 
As the movie progresses Jungkook eventually relaxes, even allowing Tae to snuggle up to him, resting his head on the demon's shoulder. Somewhere down the line Tae stopped watching the movie and started staring up at Jungkook. Like he was thinking long and hard about something or trying to engrave every square inch of Jungkook's side profile into his memory.

"You're staring." Jungkook points out under his breath.

"Yeah, I guess I am." Taehyung admits casually, "You don't gross me out."

"I know," Jungkook replies quietly looking down at Tae.

"You don't make me uncomfortable." Tae continues, positioning his head in front of Jungkook's when the demon turns to look at the TV again.
"And I'm sorry I freaked you out by freaking out." He finishes, sitting back and waiting for Jungkook to say something, anything. When he gets nothing, he cards his fingers through the back of Jungkook's hair, smiling fondly when the demon leans into his touch. He slowly lets his hand travel all the way up to a horn, gently grasping and using it to turn Jungkook's head towards him, meeting the demon's very surprised eyes.
"I'm sorry I was being homophobic, Koo." He says grinning.

Jungkook stares at him, a stupid smile forming because /wow/ this is a moment he never knew he needed until right now.  

-

When Tae wakes up the next morning he's a little bit disappointed when he walks into the living room, the sleeping Jungkook he left last night nowhere to be found. He grabs the abandoned box of cheerios and goes to the kitchen taking out two bowls, two spoons, and the milk, plopping down on a barstool at the island.

"Shit" Morning voice still going strong.

 

"What happened it's so early," Jungkook asks from the kitchen entrance, clad in his silk pajamas and long black robe, looking like he stepped out of a 20th-century vampire slumber party.

"burnt my tongue on some coffee." Tae lies through his teeth.

Jungkook snickers, "Where's the coffee then? I only see what looks like cereal for two."
His smile only grows when he sees Taehyung patting the chair beside him, signaling for him to sit, "How long ago did you wake up? You're not even talking to me and your voice still sounds sleepy." Jungkook giggles.

Taehyung ignores him, pouring him a bowl of cereal and pushing it in his direction. 

"Why'd you wake up this early?" Jungkook asks taking a spoonful.

"Why are you asking so many questions?" Taehyung groans, "Work."

"You wanted to have breakfast with me before work? That's cute."

Taehyung grunts, eating his cereal.

"Can I come with you? It'll be like bring your demon to work day!" He says enthusiastically.

Taehyung shakes his head no.

"Why not I could totally help. I'd be great at catching criminals!"

"Mmhm" Taehyung taps the other's bowl as if to say, ‘that's great Hun eat your breakfast'.

Jungkook sulks, eating his cereal. Taehyung reaches over and ruffles his hair.
"You're treating me like a house pet." Jungkook pouts and Taehyung frowns back at him, flicking his chin before turning back to his cereal.
They finish their cereal in silence, Jungkook huffing and puffing every so often, as if that will change Taehyung's mind. When they're both done, Taehyung picks up their bowls, popping them in the dishwasher.

"What am I supposed to do all day?" Jungkook whines.

"You can stay here or you can go home it's up to you Jungkookie." Tae smiles walking over and flicking his chin again. Jungkook looks at him through his eyelashes pouting. "Don't look at me like that you can't come. Especially dressed like that." He gestures to the demon's clothes, raising his eyebrows.

"You don't like my formal pajamas?" He frowns.

"Formal pajamas? Do you have pajamas for different occasions too?" Tae jokes.

"Yes," Jungkook responds obviously.

Taehyung pauses, "What are you rich?"

"Kind of yeah."

"Excuse me?" 

"Joonie is a Demon Lord and my papa is the ruler of the Fae so yeah kind of."

"Okay so not only are you RICH rich you're also basically royalty and you're only sharing this now?" 

Jungkook shrugs, "It never came up in conversation, didn't think it was important."

"You are just so-," he squishes Jungkook's cheeks.

"Does that mean I can be a detective?" He asks as soon as Tae let's go.

"No." Tae reaffirms heading to his bedroom.

"You don't wanna hang out with me?" The demon follows close behind.

"Going to work and hanging out is not the same thing." Tae opens his closet, "My job is serious I won't have time to make sure you're not doing weird demon stuff. Red or white?" He asks holding up two dress shirts.

"I won't do any weird demon stuff! Also, red, it'll look better with that long black coat you have and those cuffed pants." 

"That's true, it would match- how long were you going through my clothes?" Tae asks, throwing the red top on his bed.

"Long enough to realize you own too many Chanel items to be a regular detective." Jungkook sneers, walking over to Tae's jewelry and picking up a Chanel necklace. 

"Not that you care but I teach advanced painting classes. And there are a few galleries that sell my work so it's not like I /can't/ afford the Chanel." 

"It's really just a guilty pleasure." Taehyung half laughs.

Jungkook turns around to make a snarky remark about Taehyung being the rich one but bites his tongue when he sees the human almost naked and struggling to stick a foot in his pants without falling over. He moves to turn back around but for some reason, his feet and eyes seem to be glued in place. His gaze traveling up and down that smooth tanned skin, his spine slightly poking out, exposed as he's bent over, fluffy light chestnut hair falling into his face and covering his eyes, long fingers zipping up his pants when he /finally/ gets them on. The fact that he struggled harder than a 5-year-old getting dressed is completely overlooked by the fact that ‘he is the most gorgeous human ever created'.

"I can see you gapping at me from my peripheral vision." Taehyung smirks, putting on the red top and facing Jungkook simultaneously, "Didn't think me putting on clothes would rile you up more than seeing me completely naked." His suggestive smile only grows when he sees the way Jungkook looks away, blood rushing straight to his face. Taehyung walks up to him to flick his chin only for the demon to swat his hand away, Taehyung tries again this time getting swatted away by Jungkook's other arm. They stare at each other for a moment before hands go flying and somehow a full-on arm swatting battle begins. 

"I gotta say this is not what I was expecting when I heard slapping from the hallway," Jimin interjects from the door frame, startling the other two who were all shits and giggles at this point. 

"Hey Jimin!" Taehyung smiles brightly, pushing Jungkook onto the bed by his forehead quite forcefully, "Is there a reason you're trespassing at 7 in the morning?" He asks, more curious than sarcastic.

"Just came to collect my brother is all."

"Collect me? Why?" Jungkook asks, sitting up in the bed.

"Dads said they wanted you at the banquet." Jungkook frowns, "Dragon side up." Jimin adds and Jungkook's face lights up, jumping out of the bed.

"Well, guess we gotta go! Bye Tae!" Jungkook grabs Jimin by the arm and drags him out of the room. Jimin Waves at Tae, putting his thumb and pinky to his ear as if to say, ‘call me'.

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There are three realms. The Magical Realm, the Demon Realm, and the Human realm. 
The Magical realm is home to all witches, wizards, magical creatures, The Fae and magic-users. Each race co-exists peacefully and happily in their individual factions or countries if you will. The Magical Realm Is home to mostly peaceful species making it the only realm to successfully achieve world peace, however, out of the three, it is also the most racist and discriminating realm. It's a place where interracial marriage is frowned upon because it ‘weakens the bloodline' and mixed babies are stripped of their titles and classified as magic-users. No laws are forbidding interracial marriage or interracial kids however the general population regard it as taboo. The only species to outright support it, have been The Fae. With a ruler that has Dark Witch blood and Fae blood alike coursing through his veins, the land of the Fae has always been the haven for ‘outcasts', frequently sheltering runaways and abandoned magic-users. Being that the Magical Realm is one of peace, entering is one of the most difficult tasks. You must either be of blood relation to a species living inside the realm or be a member of one of the three counsels. Demons and humans are prohibited unless they can provide entrance validation.

The Demon realm was entirely blissful chaos. Having barely any laws and being home to all demons and anyone who practiced dark magic. The demon realm was built off power and curiosity. Higher-level demons got higher-level jobs, the more powerful you were the bigger your paycheck. However, being powerful wasn't entirely up to fate, the demon realm was the most advanced, medicine wise and technology-wise alike, having Dark witches and Demon lords with a thirst for knowledge and magic more powerful than needed, new spells, potions, and procedures were constantly being invented and researched to heightened abilities. Demons were native to the land but because mixed bloodlines were so common in the Demon Realm, pureblood demons were hard to come across. Purebloods were referred to as Demon Lords due to their rarity and incredible magical capabilities, they were equivalent to nobility. Purebreed demons were demons who were half pure blood but fully inherited the pureblood traits and powers, completely disregarding the other part of their lineage. Although they were powerful, these types of demons fell victim to something called contract bondings. Contract bonds were ancient texts that when performed by a human correctly will bind a demon to their soul for 30 consecutive days. Legend has it that there was once a powerful mage in love with a purebred but after a falling out, the mage cursed the demon and all its kind from that day on to be bound to contract bonds.  Dark witches were witches who were born with the ability to tap into dark magic and use it to enhance and amplify their own, they possessed powerful and dangerous magic, that is the main reason they were cast out of the Magical Realm and dark magic was banned. Traveling to and from the Demon Realm was accessible to any species of any decent.

Both Realms were overseen by their respective councils, something akin to a government, only, the councils were comprised of 6 members respectively. 
The Human Realm was one of ignorance. Although they too had a council, their council had chosen to conceal the existence of the other two Realms from the rest of the world, the reasoning being that humans would feel far too inferior compared to the other realms. All magic was banned as well as any display of ‘Non-human activity'. However, Non-humans were never banned, nor was the act of divulging the truth to humans, it wasn't necessary, they weren't interested anyway. To other species, humans were considered primitive, boring if you will. Even so, there were still humans who managed to access dark magic, these humans were known as mages. Once their magical abilities manifested they were sent to live in the Demon Realm, all traces of their existence in the human world wiped away.
 
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As the face of the Demon Council, Demon Lord Kim Namjoon was frequently hosting galas and banquets. It's not that, holding these events bothered him, it was the fact that more often than not they took place in his home. Although his home was an estate and was more than suitable for the occasion, preparing for those kinds of events was tiring, not to mention dealing with the swarm of people that have invaded his house to sort various things. All he wished for was a moment to himself before the banquet that evening.
It was times like these where sneaking away to take a breather in his study felt like the best thing to ever happen to him. 
That is until he caught an all too familiar whiff of someone approaching the study's door. 

"JOONIE!" Hoseok bursts through the door.

"Dad" Namjoon corrects.

"Where's Jungkook I've been looking everywhere for him!" 
Namjoon turns around from where he was gazing out his floor-length windows, "Did you use the main entrance?" 

"No?" Hoseok frowns, not following.

"Well if you had you would've seen him," Namjoon says, pointing his finger up to the sky and rolling his eyes.

"Oh." Hoseok says flatly, pulling his mouth into a line and crossing his arms, "How long has he been up there?"

"Almost 5 hours now." Namjoon sighs, "I was going to check on him but you know how he gets when he hasn't shifted in a while." He adds, fanning away the idea.

"Yeah… Dragon kook isn't my favorite." Hoseok laughs, "Remember that time he almost broiled-"
Hoseok is cut off by a very loud and aggressive roar followed by flaming rocks falling outside the window, "Jimin must be here!" He exclaims.

Namjoon's attention is drawn to the far side of the room where he catches a glimpse of Jimin materializing, "Do not encourage him Hoseok." He warns, Hoseok shooing him away as he excitedly watches the shimmering fog shape into a body.

"He almost got me that time!" Jimin shouts happily as he appears in the room.

"Jimin I've told you countless times to stop antagonizing your brother."

Jimin paces to Namjoon and grabs his shoulders, "You don't understand he aimed right for me! And I was only like 10 meters away! I almost didn't have enough time to repel the fire and throw it back at him! Oh, hi Hobi!" Jimin smiles over at his brother.

"Jimin you know he's on edge when it's been a while, don't anger him more." Namjoon scolds rather calmly, taking Jimin's hands off his shoulders and sitting down at his desk.

"He's just upset that I pulled him away from his human." Jimin comments, an evil grin plastered across his face.

"His what?" Namjoon and Hoseok blurt in unison.

"His /human/. Yeah, I know, surprised me too, it's been like 30 years since someone's summoned him. But what really got me is that he hasn't asked me to sever the bond yet. It's been 19 days." Jimin emphasizes the '19 days' by stretching his arms out wide.

"19 days?!" Hobi shouts incredulously, "That's almost double his record!"

"If you ask me I think he's tryna fuck." Jimin shrugs.

"Jimin!" Namjoon glares.

"Do you think it'll happen?" Hoseok asks intrigued.

"Hoseok!" Namjoon shoots again.

"100%" Jimin wiggles his eyebrows, walking over to Hobi and hitting his arm, both snickering. 

"Unbelievable, do you two even have parents." Namjoon exhales frustrated.
Jimin stares over at Hoseok, Hoseok staring back with the same vigor. 

"Jimin, stop talking to him telepathically, you know I don't like that." 

Jimin wiggles his eyebrows at Hoseok, the evil grin reappearing on his face. 
Hoseok gasps, looking over at his dad, "Joonie! You slept at Papa's!?!?"

Namjoon gives Jimin a life-threatening glare, "Stop charming the mirrors."

"Oh my God! You did sleepover!" Hobi's eyes widen, he whips his head back to Jimin, "Are they doing it /again/???" He hisses.

Jimin tilts his head to the side and gives him the, ‘what the fuck do you think', look. 

"Gross." Hoseok scrunches up his face.

"Disgusting." Jimin agrees.

"Okay! That's enough, get out! And get your brother off my roof!" Namjoon demands, not a drop of patience detected.

The boys throw their hands up in defense backing out of the study and shutting the door, before laughing to each other and running down the corridor.

 

The double doors to Jungkook's room creak as Hoseok slowly open them. He pops his head in first and looks to the balcony to make sure Dragon kook isn't flying guard. When the coast is clear he lets himself in and immediately starts snooping. It had been a while since he last came into his brother's room, the least he could do was make sure his little brother wasn't up to no good. After about ten minutes of snooping, he's almost convinced he won't find anything incriminating until he finds Jungkook's sketchbook. He grabs the book and plops down on a love seat. 
There aren't that many new entries since the last time he's seen it, a few landscapes, a rough sketch of Jimin stabbing Jungkook in the back, an even weirder one of Jungkook stabbing Jimin in the back while Jimin's eating an apple, what takes the cake is the very detailed drawing of Jimin's face in a pot of water, a hand turning the heat up on the stove the pots sitting on. Hoseok chuckles flipping to the next, that's when it gets juicy. There are about 6 /very/ detailed drawings of a boy Hoseok has never seen before. 
‘Looks Fae judging by how pretty he is. But why didn't he draw the sparkly skin?'

That's when it clicks, "So this is the human." Hobi smirks. He flips through the pages again looking at them a little differently with this new discovery.
He gets a little caught up in his head when the sound of heavy wind and wings flapping snaps him out of his thoughts. He shuts the book throwing it across the floor like it's toxic. Rushing to his feet, he picks up the sketchbook, regretting the decision of tossing it and returns it to where he originally found it. He runs back to his seat, flaying his body all over it attempting to look ‘casual'. 

The balcony doors come flying open. A naked, annoyed and very demon looking Jungkook stalking into his room. 
"What are you doing in here Hoseok?" He asks sternly.

"Oh God, you look and sound exactly like Joonie. If you had green eyes, fire powers and the ability to make me apologize just by looking at me, you'd be him." Hoseok sneers sitting up.
He wasn't wrong, you see whenever Jungkook shifts from his dragon form, there's some… residue left over. His horns grow three times their length, going over his head and curling upwards behind his ears, his irises turn bloodshot red, nails grow out to resembles claws, black scales cover the area under his eyes, around the part of his head where his horns grow out and on various spots of his body, and his fangs grow out a little. Save for the green eyes, height, firepowers and lighter brown hair, he could be his fathers double.

Jungkook almost laughs, almost. But for some reason he's just not in the mood, "Is there a reason you're making yourself at home in my room?" he eyes Hobi sprawled on the couch.

"Is there a reason you made yourself at home in the human realm?" Hoseok matches. 

"You got me there blow torch, you got me there." Jungkook shakes his head, opening a wardrobe and taking out the formal attire left there for him. 

"Did you sleep here last night?" Hoseok asks, holding back a smirk.

"Yeah, why?"

"Did you know Dad slept at Papa's?" Hoseok states more than asks.

"Really? I mean I heard him take off but Papa's? Really?" Jungkook turns around surprised.

"Yep." Hoseok pops the ‘p', "They're having sex." He turns towards Jungkook.

"Again?" Jungkook stops buttoning his shirt, disgusted.

 

Hoseok nods, "So," he sits up a little straighter, "are you having sex?"

Jungkook looks at him like he's seen an atrocity, "Excuse me?"

"ARE YOU" he points at Jungkook, "HAVING SEX"

Jungkook turns back around getting dressed with impressive speed, "WhatkindofquestionisthatImeanyeahbutlikenotrightnowiguesswhowouldievenhavesexwithwhyareyouasking????" He word-vomits all at once.

"Was I supposed to understand that?" Hoseok laughs. When Jungkook doesn't say anything, he pushes farther, "So you're telling me you /haven't/ slept with that boy you keep drawing?" 

Jungkook storms past him to his shoe closet, avoiding eye contact, "What? What boy?"

"The one in your sketchbook. The human. Or is he a mage?" 

"He's not a mage and what were you doing in my sketchbook?" Jungkook chooses a pair of shoes and sits down on his lounge slipping them on, "He doesn't even like me anyway and we're barely friends."

"But you would sleep with him?" Hoseok smirks bigger, leaning towards his brother.

"I hate this conversation and I hate you. Did you come here just to talk about my sex life, you perverted fire extinguisher." He glares at Hoseok and proceeds to get up and head for the door, "Are you coming?" He calls over his shoulder.

Hoseok jumps up nearly tripping on his robes as he follows Jungkook out the door. 

"Where's Howl Pendragon?" Jungkook asks as they make their way to the grand hall.

"/Jimin/ left about an hour ago, said he needed the white robes instead of the black ones because ‘the white ones scream power'" Hobi slightly mocks, "He's been fussing over his outfit all day. I can't stand these robes I'm constantly tripping because my tail gets caught in them. I don't know why he's so excited about it." He whines.

Jungkook rolls his eyes, "Please don't leave me with him when we get in there, I hate how these things make his ego shoot through the stratosphere." 

"Can't promise that Dad's making me mingle with the council members." Hoseok fake throws up in his mouth.

"Fine," Jungkook sulks, "But I'm dipping the minute Joonie tries to show me off to the snobs."

"You might as well leave now then." Hoseok laughs.

"Shut up," Jungkook mumbles as they enter the hall. 

 

"Good evening my Lords," a butler greets them, "Your father has requested your company in the main lounge."
They bow politely and make their way to the main lounge, greeting some guests along the way.

"Where's your brother?" Seokjin questions as soon as 2 out of 3 of his sons arrive.

"Well hello to you too Papa." Hoseok smiles.

"Never mind I just sensed him on the property." Seokjin smiles, physically relaxing,

"Jungkook shouldn't you be with your father? I thought he'd be parading you around by now." He teases.

"Don't get me started," Jungkook exhales dramatically, sitting down beside his dad, "I'm glad I haven't run into him yet."

"He's just happy he has a mini him" Seokjin reassures, rubbing circles on Jungkook's back.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me!" Jungkook blurts eyes popping out of his head.

"Language!" His father scolds.

"He didn't! he wouldn't!" Jungkook gasps louder, bolting up from his seat and sniffing(?).

"Who? Do what?" Hoseok asks.

"Jimin!" Jungkook bellows.

"What did Jimin do this time?" Seokjin asks warily.

"He brought him." Jungkook almost growls.

"Brought who?" Hobi asks glancing at his dad with a matching puzzled look.

"Him," Jungkook says flatly as Taehyung and Jimin stroll towards them through the crowd. 

 

"Who's that?" Seokjin whispers in Hobi's direction. 

"I think it's his human," Hobi whispers back

"Come again." Seokjin deadpans full volume. 

 

"Taehyuuung!!" Jungkook whines when his brother and his…  and Taehyung arrive. 

"Jungkook?" Taehyung eyes him up and down, astonished.

"Jiminnnn!!" Jungkook whines more.

"Hello Jungkook." Jimin smiles brightly, "Taehyung this is my brother Hoseok and my dad." He introduces. Taehyung gives them a small nervous wave, not really taking his eyes off the not-so-discount demon throwing a fit.

"Hobi, papa, this is my date Taehyung." Jimin finishes throwing Jungkook a shit-eating smile.

"DATE!" Jungkook nearly screeches, bending over hands on his knees.

"Jungkook please." Seokjin rolls his eyes, kicking his son lightly on the back of his knees and standing up to approach Taehyung, "Kim Seokjin, King of the Fae, pleased to meet you." Seokjin smiles reaching his arm out to shake Tae's hand.

Taehyung finally pulls his eyes from Jungkook, staring at the outreached hand. He puts out his hand to shake the one in front of him but struggles halfway there once his eyes meet Seokjin's. If Jimin was beautiful then this man was ethereal, God sent, unreal. He had the same iridescent skin as Jimin, he was tall with strong yet soft features, broad shoulders, icy blue eyes, soft silver hair, a silver diadem crown with purple jewels sat on his forehead matching his white suit, purple waist-coat and silver robes. He was perfection personified.  

"I- the pleasure is really all mine, your highness." Taehyung shakily takes Seokjin's hand into his own holding it so delicately as if it might break.

"Please," Seokjin smiles putting his other hand over Taehyung's, "no need to be so formal, your eminence will do." 

Taehyung's smile falters a little bit, ‘this must be where Jimin gets all of /that/ from.'

"If you'll excuse me it's almost time for me to speak, so I'll be off." Seokjin gives Tae another smile before passing him and grabbing Hoseok, "Come on the council's waiting." Hoseok sighs waving to his brothers and Tae.

When they're out of sight Taehyung releases the air he was holding in.
"No offense Jimin, but I think I'm in love with your dad." Taehyung grips Jimin's shoulder, trying to catch his breath. Jungkook chokes even more from where he's curled up on the bench. 

"Jungkookie you're being dramatic" Jimin chuckles.

"I'm not being dramatic. My worlds are colliding. This is too much for me." He mumbles from the fetus position.

"I think it's great. Your house is huge!" Tae gloats, plopping down beside Jungkook, "I can't believe you haven't brought me here." 

 

"Well, I have some things to take care of so I'll leave you two lovebirds to catch up." Jimin chirps, turning on his heel and heading in the same direction his dad went.

Jungkook groans, "Why'd you come with Jimin? I would've brought you." He whines.

"You didn't ask." Tae shrugs, "Jimin invited me."

"Are you guys friends or something?" Jungkook scoffs.

"Borderline soulmates." Taehyung clasps his hands together feigning a love-sick expression before hitting Jungkook. 
Jungkook groans again sitting up and facing Taehyung.

"You look… a lot." Taehyung half laughs poking a spot on his neck where some scales are visible.

"You think I'm ugly." Jungkook chokes.

"I didn't say that. Maybe a little intimidating but not ugly." Taehyung rolls his eyes.

"Oh." Jungkook physically deflates pulling back from Taehyung.

"I'm not saying I'm scared of you kook, God you're so fragile." Taehyung nudges Jungkook. 
‘He's really fucking moody today' Tae thinks to himself, watching the demon cross his arms and sulk.
"I'm just saying you don't look like a college student demon anymore." Taehyung pats
Jungkook's knee and smiles, "A little less approachable is all." 

Jungkook looks at him with his eyebrows furrowed, "Was that supposed to make me feel better?"

"Yes?" It comes out more like a question because, honestly, he's not sure either.
Jungkook laughs. Like genuinely laughs. 

"You're laughing!" Taehyung coos, clutching his heart, "Your teeth!" He squeals, grabbing Jungkook's cheeks, "Your fangs grew out! That's so cuteee" He pouts.

"Lett go oh we" Jungkook demands with his cheeks squished.

"AWEEE SAY SOMETHING ELSE!" Taehyung squishes his face harder, absolutely dying of adorableness.

"Tae." Jungkook tries to pull Taehyung's hands away only to be kicked in the shin, "Ow! Cun on there's hehole around!" Jungkook whines struggling out of the hold. 

"Fine, my little demon weemon." Taehyung coos scrunching his nose and dropping his hands to his knees.

Jungkook rubs his cheeks, "You really do treat me like a pet, God." 

Taehyung boops his nose. 

"Stop touching me." Jungkook glares.

"Come on Mr. Grumpy-pants, I know you missed me!" 
Jungkook grabs his wrist before Taehyung can flick his chin. He takes one look at Taehyung's fake pout and immediately gets up, pulling Tae with him.

"Where are we going?" Taehyung asks from behind him.

"Away" Jungkook answers simply, pulling them through the crowd of people.

 

"Jungkook!" A voice that's not Taehyung's calls from his left. 

He halts, letting go of Taehyung's wrist and intertwining their fingers, pulling him to his side.
"Just don't say anything please." He pleads into Taehyung's ear.

"Jungkook! I was wondering when we'd bump into each other!" The stranger smiles approaching them.

"Seojoon. It's been a while hasn't it." Jungkook pulls out his best fake smile.

"It has." Seojoon half laughs glancing at Taehyung then down at their joined hands.

"Where are my manners! Seojoon this is my boyfriend."
Taehyung chokes on his spit.

"Honey are you alright!" Jungkook lays on the fake concern thick, rubbing Taehyung's back a little too hard to be caring.

"Ya" Taehyung squeaks out painfully. He composes himself and turns back to Seojoon, "Sorry about that, all the champagne must be getting to me!" He strangles a laugh, "I'm Taehyung." He smiles reaching his arm out.

Seojoon shakes it, a peculiar look on his face, "I had no idea Jungkook was dating!" He shakes his head.

"Me neither! I was just as surprised when it happened!" Taehyung laughs over-enthusiastically.

"We better be going, don't want to miss my brother's announcement! It was great seeing you again Seojoon!" Jungkook interjects, taking Taehyung's hand back into his, attempting and failing to leave.

"It was nice meeting you Taehyung." Seojoon grins.

"Likewise, I hope we can talk again later in the evening!" Taehyung smiles widely, allowing Jungkook to pull them away. 

 

"What was that?!?" Jungkook squawks when they exit the main lounge.

"I should be asking the same thing, dickwad!" Taehyung deplores.

"I hope we talk again??? What was that?" Jungkook questions flaying his arms.

"Boyfriend??? What was that? Huh?" Taehyung raises a brow.

"I had to! He and his family have been incessantly trying to set us up! I was getting him off my back!" Jungkook defends.

"Why? He seems nice and he's hot, I'll date him for you." 

Jungkook pauses, staring at Taehyung with distaste, "You think he's better looking than me."
Taehyung groans, covering his face in his hands. 
"He's conceited and wants me for my title and you think he's better looking than me."

"Oh my fucking God" Taehyung says into his hands.

"You don't even know him and you like him more than me." Jungkook's face contorts into a worried expression, "Did you come here with Jimin because you like him more than me too?" His voice wavers. 

Taehyung removes his hands, eyeing Jungkook. 
‘He looks genuinely hurt.'
"Jungkook," he steps forward, "What's wrong? You've been freaking out over every little thing since I got here." 

"I am not freaking out! This is serious!" Jungkook's voice cracks like he's on the edge of breaking out into tears.

Taehyung holds back a laugh, moving in front of Jungkook and putting his hands out in front of him in surrender, "Okay, okay. You're right, I'm sorry, it is serious." He rubs the side of Jungkook's arm, fighting to keep in the laugh when he sees Jungkook's bottom lip jut out.
"I swear I don't think Seojoon and Jimin are better than you. Okay?" The watery red eyes staring back at him don't look convinced, "Kookie please stop looking so sad. You're my favorite." He drawls like he's talking to a baby.

"Do you promise?" Jungkook asks quietly.

"I promise" Tae grins, flicking his chin.

"Even if you hang out with Jimin you're still mine, right?" Jungkook innocently asks staring deep into Taehyung's eyes.

Taehyung swallows hard and lets out a very high-pitched "mmhm".

"Okay!" Jungkook smiles easily as if he wasn't just about to burst into tears.

Taehyung stands there mouth open, completely lost. He barely even registers Jungkook holding his hand or them walking into the main hall or even whatever it was Jungkook said to him before letting go of him. He does, however, notice Jungkook walking away from him towards the lounges by the stage and leaving him completely alone in the crowd of ‘people'. 

 

"Are you okay?" Jimin asks from beside him.

"Fuck!" Tae lets out under his breath, "When did you get there you scared me."

"Tae I've been here for like 5 minutes. Did you not hear Jungkook tell you to stay with me?" Jimin asks, the evil grin slowly appearing.

"Not really."

"Something on your mind?" Jimin quips.

"What's going on with Jungkook he's being so…emotionally-unstable," Tae asks looking in the direction Jungkook went.

Jimin chuckles, "Ah the mood swings. Yeah, he gets a little emotional when he hasn't shifted in a while. You might think it's cute now but don't take it personally if he gets mad at you, I don't think he has that much control when he's like this." He pats Tae on the back, "I've gotta go up on stage but Jungkook should be back soon." 

Taehyung looks unsure so Jimin figures Jungkook will be fine with what he says next, "If you want I can put up a psychic link so you guys can chat while he's gone"

Taehyung looks at him in awe, "You have telepathy?"

Jimin smiles, wiggling his eyebrows.

"How does it work?" Taehyung queries.

"Just focus on what you want to say to him and try not to think too much, It gets easier as you go." Jimin starts stepping away, "Just keep one thought ahead of the others and don't overthink, you got this!" Jimin gives him a thumbs up heading for the stage.

 

‘This is fine' Taehyung thinks nervously, ‘just one thought, I can do that!'

‘How'd you get in here?' Jungkook's voice comes blaring into his head.

"Fucking hell that's fucking loud" Tae whispers to himself.

‘Do you… Have a thing for my voice oh my God'

Taehyung's palms start sweating, ‘fun so he heard that little bit'

‘Taehyung, can you focus I can hear everything you're thinking right now'

‘Everything? Fuck sorry, this is hard I don't know how to stop.'

‘Clearly. Just take a deep breath and concentrate on what I'm saying like we're having a real conversation… Okay, stop repeating the word breathe and just focus on my voice, imagine I'm standing right behind you. Treat this like I'm there and you just can't see me.'

‘If you were standing right behind me I wouldn't be panicking you gorgeous dumb fuck'

‘This is super entertaining I can't lie.'

‘How come I can't hear your thoughts?'

‘I used to live with two telepaths, I'm fluent.'

Jimin's exuberant greeting pulls Taehyung out of his thoughts.

 

"I hope everyone's having a wonderful evening! I'm so glad we could gather here today to support these amazing foundations that my father, 4th Demon Lord Kim Namjoon and the councils have been so generously funding and supporting for all these years. In fact, the whole ordeal has opened my eyes and my heart to the realization that I too want to give back and contribute to my various communities to the best of my abilities. Recently, I've been offered to take over a position that I thought to be too great for a regular guy like me, however, I soon discovered that embracing this new step in my life is the perfect way to give back to the people. So,"

‘Here it comes' Taehyung can almost hear Jungkook rolling his eyes.

"as the 5th ranking Dark Witch and 2nd most powerful magic-user, I, Kim Jimin, prince of the Fae, will be filling the position of Headmaster at the University of the Sacred Arts."

The audience erupts in the most pompous applaud Taehyung has ever witnessed, Jungkook's laughing in his head only adds to the ridiculousness.

"As of the 1st of next month till my future coronation, I will be overseeing not only the Magical realms' campus but the Demon realms' as well." Jimin smiles cockily, continuing on to finish his speech.

 

‘His ego is bigger than this house' Taehyung laughs to himself.

‘Hey! You're actually starting to get the hang of this' Jungkook praises.

‘Actually, I forgot you were there.'

‘That's rude. Are you still where I left you? I'm coming back.'

Taehyung suddenly gets nervous. It's just Jungkook, he didn't even say anything weird. But the fact that he has to talk to him face to face and /try/ to keep his thoughts to himself, has him sweating.
It's fine he just has to think of something else until Jimin cuts the connection. Simple enough shouldn't be hard, Jimin already got off stage, he's only talking to people in the crowd so it shouldn't be long. Right? Maybe if he mentally sings a song Jungkook won't notice his last three brain cells throwing a party in celebration of his smile.

"You're having a mental breakdown." Jungkook points out, putting his hand on Taehyung's shoulder.

‘It's your fault fuck face'

"How is it my fault?" Jungkook scrunches up his face, "You're the one who's scared you'll spill the beans because you can't think straight."

‘Think straight!!!! Fuck him honestly. Fuck. I'll fucking fuck him into my headboard- fuck don't think that! Holy please think of anything besides having sex with Jungkook-OH MY GOD I JUST THOUGHT ABOUT HAVING SEX WITH JUNGKOOK. ' Taehyung stills, begging his thoughts to stop running wild.

"Taehyung," Jungkook laughs, "calm down."

‘His laugh, sweet baby Jesus.'

Jungkook's laugh turns into a cackle, "You're actually obsessed with me, aren't you?" He looks at the way Taehyung's staring at him, blushing profusely and not saying a word, "You staying silent is probably making it way easier for me to hear everything." He smiles.

"Fuck you." 

"Are you voicing your thoughts now too? If you wanted to fuck me I don't think this is the right time or place to bring it up."

"Jimin!!" Taehyung calls, darting his eyes to the floor.  

Jungkook almost falls over from busting a lung, when Jimin comes rushing over.

"I'm here what is it?" Jimin asks looking between Jungkook bent backward and Taehyung looking mortified.

"Cut it. Cut it now." Taehyung says into the void.

Jimin snickers, slashing an imaginary dagger across his throat, "Cut."

Taehyung glances at Jimin, "Are you sure?" He asks quickly.

"Don't worry I can't hear your dirty thoughts anymore" Jungkook assures, hanging on to Jimin for support as he finds his composure.

"They were not dirty!" Taehyung gasps.
Jungkook raises a brow, amused, "So grabbing my horns while I-"

"Okay! They were like 38% dirty." 

"You guys are gross." Jimin chuckles, "I hope all the guests with heightened hearing heard you guys."

"I hope so too." Jungkook winks.

"Can you guys do this somewhere else? Like anywhere else" Jimin gags turning around and leaving.

"Shall we go do this somewhere else? Anywhere else?" Jungkook suggests, placing his hands on Taehyung's waist and turning him to the exit.

"Not unless ‘this' involves me stabbing you with a spork. Multiple times." Taehyung snorts, planting his feet on the ground to stop Jungkook from pushing him. 
"What is that a violence kink? I mean at this point I'm not surprised." Jungkook slurs into Taehyung's ear, giving his butt an ample-two-hand squeeze.
"Jungkook!" Taehyung splutters whirling around to hit Jungkook.

Jungkook chuckles, allowing Tae to hit him some more, steadying him by gripping his hips and giving a curt smile to onlookers glancing over curiously. He brings his attention back to Taehyung, giving his outfit a once over, he's still wearing the outfit Jungkook had picked out but he'd paired it with Jimin's black robes and the Chanel necklace Jungkook had been eyeing that morning. 
‘He looks good. But he /always/ looks good.' 

Jungkook moves his hands into the robes and up to Tae's waist, rubbing circular motions. Taehyung stops assaulting him, a light blush dusting his cheeks, "As much as I adore being physically abused by you, it's almost time for us to make a sweet escape back to your realm so please behave for one more hour."

Tae frowns, "we're leaving?" dropping his hands onto Jungkook's chest, "I wanted to see Dragon Koo, and you said you could only do it here." he murmurs.

"Oh don't even try me with your fake sadness." Jungkook scoffs, "I'll shift for you another time." 
They stand there for a moment, barely any space between them, silent, just enjoying the closeness until Jungkook looks away, removing his hands and walking.
"Let's go."

Taehyung sighs but follows Jungkook anyway, admiring the way the short train of his robes flow behind him. It's then that he notices the way people part in the crowd for Kook to pass and the stares people are giving him as he trails behind.

‘Are they staring because they know I'm human or because they just watched all that go down?'

Jungkook slows down, hooking his arm into Taehyung's, leaning into him he whispers, "Everyone's staring."

"Ya I noticed that dipshit." Taehyung huffs.

"Do you think it's because they know we're dating or be-"

"We're not dating." Taehyung interrupts.

Jungkook gives him an annoyed look, glancing at the people around them, "geez way to tell the whole world."

Taehyung looks around to see what Jungkook's glancing at and catches the judgy looks and small whispers.
‘Well if that's what they're all thinking then I might as well play the part' his head says.
He snuggles completely into Jungkook nosing at his neck "I'm just kidding baby." He purrs.

Jungkook stiffens, picking up the pace nearly giving Taehyung whiplash.

Taehyung hangs onto Jungkook's arm with a death grip, "Jungkook slow down!"

 

-

 

"And then I told her I had no interest involving myself with her or her dirty coven!" 

Taehyung looks up at Jimin from where his head is resting in Jimin's lap, "Wow, that's rich coming from her" 

"I know! Fucking vampires." Jimin shakes his head, running his fingers through Taehyung's hair, "don't you have work tomorrow? Do you need me to bring you home?"

Taehyung gives him a heart-wrenching smile, "It's fine Jungkook wanted me to wait for him." 

Jimin cringes, "I gotta say I'm both disgusted and impressed that you guys managed to start dating in the two hours that I left you alone with each other." 

"We're not dating" Taehyung rolls his eyes, "Maybe we lied and told one person that, and then somehow the lie just started spreading. So we went with it." He shrugs nonchalantly.

Jimin gives him a look, "It spread because you two are incapable of holding back your PDA and have zero brain to mouth filter, even when in a room full of people who are obviously watching." he retaliates.

"That's not even true." Taehyung laughs.

"HA!" Jimin shouts pushing Taehyung off of the couch and onto the floor, "So what do you call excessively booping his nose and squishing his cheeks!" Jimin accuses.

Taehyung props himself up on his elbows, glaring daggers at Jimin, "I call it friendship."

"Do all your friends manhandle you and grab your ass as much as Jungkook does??" Jimin hounds, eyebrows raised.

Taehyung looks away, "He doesn't touch my butt that often." he mumbles.

Jimin's eyes almost pop out of his head, "I beg to differ!" Taehyung closes his eyes, annoyed, "He literally pulled you away from me by the ass and you didn't even bat an eyelash!" Jimin argues.

"He did not! His hand just happened to land there…" Taehyung trails off.

"IT WAS A FULL GRAB I HAVE TWO WORKING EYES" Jimin shouts exasperated.

"Whatever." 

"You guys are driving me up a fucking wall." Jimin curses throwing his head back onto Jungkook's couch. 

They had been hanging out in Jungkook's room since Jimin was hiding from all the people badgering him about his new career choice and Taehyung was bored of following Jungkook around so that his dad could show Jungkook off and Jungkook could show Taehyung off. With every new introduction Jungkook kept stretching the lies more and more, Taehyung went from being Jungkook's boyfriend he met in college to his childhood lover to a mage he met during the witch segregation. When he became a brain surgeon turned philanthropist/Jungkook's shapeshifter fiancé, Taehyung knew it was time for him to leave.  
Now that he thinks about it Jungkook turned him into all sorts of things but didn't mention him being human not once.
"Jimin?" Jimin lifts his head up, "Is Jungkook allowed to date humans?" 

Jimin raises an eyebrow, a sly smirk on his face.

"I mean like can demons or like whatever date humans? Is that like a no-no?" Taehyung continues nervously.

"Why do you ask my little bug?" Jimin smirks.

"Don't give me that look, I'm only asking because Jungkook never brought up the fact that I'm human to anyone."  

Jimin sits up straight in his seat, "Did everyone else you met disclose what species they were?" 

"…no"

"Then why would he be advertising the fact that you're human?"

"I don't know…" Taehyung whispers, crossing his arms on the floor and resting his head.

Jimin sighs, "You're overthinking it, babe." He throws his head back onto the couch again.

"Please refrain from calling my boyfriend babe." Jungkook barks walking through the door.

"I'm not your boyfriend" Taehyung grumbles from the floor.

"Wow, I'm surprised you know that considering how well you were fooling me" Jungkook booms, walking over to sit beside Jimin, bending down to slap Tae's butt on the way over.

"Do you see!" Jimin yells pointing at Jungkook, "Tell me you're seeing the pattern!"
Taehyung mumbles something, turning his head away from the people on the couch.

 

"What's wrong with my future husband?" Jungkook looks over at Jimin with a huge smile.

"Why are you so happy? It's creeping me out." Jimin grimaces.

"Love does crazy things to the brain." Jungkook laughs, lightly pushing Jimin who's face only looks more disgusted.

Taehyung starts fake crying from the floor.

Jungkook pouts, "Awe baby come here, come cuddle with me it's okay. I know marriage can be scary." 

Jimin puts some distance between them on the couch, "Tae do you want me to kill him? It's not illegal here I'll do it." He assures, staring at Jungkook with that same disgust.

"Jimin I'd appreciate it if you'd respect our relationship and stopped pressuring my Fiancé into-"

"Just do it Jimin" Taehyung groans.

"TAEHYUNG DON'T JOKE LIKE THAT HE'LL ACTUALLY KILL ME" 

"That's the point" Tae mumbles

"Well if you're sure." Jimin shrugs standing up, "Tae you'll probably wanna leave the room for this" He warns rubbing his hands together in anticipation.

"Jimin please choke, he doesn't mean it." Jungkook laughs nervously.

"I mean it," Taehyung confirms, unmoving.

"Tae! Please!" Jungkook begs.
Taehyung turns his head looking at Jungkook.
"Baby" Jungkook whines

"Yeah kill him" Taehyung reiterates.

"WHAT!" Jungkook shouts, jumping back.

Jimin laughs, conjuring some… questionable tools.

"Will it hurt?" Tae asks casually.

"Definitely." Jimin nods

"Good" Taehyung grins sitting up.

"I never thought you would betray me like this." Jungkook shivers backing away from Jimin.

"Don't be a baby he'll bring you back"

"Will you be here when he does?" The hopefulness in his eyes makes Taehyung's heart skip a beat.

"Sure. I'll wait for you." 

"Okay" Jungkook gives in, slumping against the wall and closing his eyes.

Maybe it's the way he would willingly die for Tae's amusement, or maybe it's the way he asked if Taehyung would wait for him to come back. Whatever it is, it has Taehyung feeling all kinds of queasy, his stomach doing Olympic backflips as he watches Jungkook wait for his imminent death. Taehyung sighs standing up and signaling Jimin to stop. He walks over to Jungkook, ghosting his fingers over the scales that are slowly fading from his face. He cups his face with both hands, making Jungkook open his eyes. 
"I wouldn't kill you so easily Koo." He breathes as he brushes his thumb over Jungkook's bottom lip.

Jungkook looks at him with stars in his eyes.

"But remember this the next time I'm upset." Tae smiles, patting Jungkook's cheek rather harshly. He turns around smiling even wider at Jimin who's surpassing a laugh, "Jimin could you take me home, I think Jungkook's recovering" he chuckles.

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The following two weeks seem to flow quite smoothly. Life returning to normal, or as close to normal as Taehyung’s life could get at this point. 
Jimin and Taehyung had decided to ‘co-parent’ Yeontan, Jimin getting him during the week while Taehyung got him Friday to Monday morning. 
Jungkook would come over every morning to have breakfast with Tae, summoned or not, and he had moved a bunch of his gaming gear to Taehyungs so he wouldn’t be bored if he decided to stay there while Tae was at work. They had also made an agreement that Jungkook was not to materialize in places that would illicit a jump scare, he had to materialize into another room from now on. Amazingly enough, that didn’t stop Jungkook from being creative, even coming through the window once. 

Of course, there were some new … complications. One of them being, Jungkook’s newfound infatuation with Taehyung’s job. Jungkook showing up in alleyways near crime scenes or outside the precinct or worse in the morgue was becoming way too regular. The worst part is Taehyung’s pretty sure he only started doing it because he liked following him around but now, he was /actually/ helping and he seemed genuinely into it. Showing up in alleyways near the crime scene turned into showing up at the crime scene, popping up outside the precinct turned into walking into the precinct, and well the morgue was the morgue. To be fair it wouldn’t be all that big of a deal considering Jungkook made sure to conceal his demon appearance when he went out and Jimin had conveniently conjured him an internal affairs badge so no one would think him suspicious. The real problem had to do with a bigger complication, Jungkook was growing accustomed to flirting with Tae during any type of conversation, calling him pet names when they were in the interrogation room, being overly touchy when a murder victim was laying in front of them, ANY type of conversation. At first people at the precinct had chalked it up to flirtatious behavior, but now the other detectives and more importantly, Yoongi, were starting to get suspicious. 

Which brings us to today, 10:15am Wednesday morning. There had been a new development in one of Taehyung and Yoongi’s unsolved joint cases so they were going over old case files in Taehyung’s living room. 

It was safe to say Tae was a little more than on edge. It was the first time in two weeks that Yoongi had set foot in his apartment for more than 30 minutes and the paranoia that he’d accidentally say shit or Jungkook would poof right in front of them was driving him crazy. Even though Jungkook told him he’d be busy helping Hoseok with Council work, he still had this uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach. 

He could just tell Yoongi the truth but would he really believe him? Jungkook was so caught up in being petty towards Yoongi because he was convinced Yoongi had ‘closeted feelings’ that he’d never agree to provide proof. It made more sense to just avoid the topic and wait it out until Jungkook wasn’t around anymore.

“Taehyungie? You’ve been making up your face all morning and it’s not the case-solving-face so what’s bothering you?”

“Oh sorry, it’s nothing just wondering if Tannie is having fun at Chungha’s.” The lie that his best friend (in the art world) was taking care of his dog during the week was really starting to come in handy.

“I’m sure he’s having loads of fun. I know how hard it must be for you to be without him, but for what it’s worth I think you made the right decision, work does keep you pretty busy during the week.” Yoongi grins sympathetically, “You should go see him after we finish going through these boxes.”

Taehyung rubs the back of his neck, guilt creeping up, “Yeah I’ll do that.”

Yoongi goes back to comparing some autopsy pictures and reports, “Now that I think about it we should really bring in that boyfriend of yours.” Yoongi says, not looking up.

“Wh-what?” Taehyung stutters.

Yoongi looks at him puzzled, “The college kid? Friends with the victim? He kept flirting with you during questioning?” Yoongi lifts an eyebrow as if this was common knowledge.

“Oh! Right yeah. Sorry I spaced.” Taehyung laughs nervously.

“Geez,” Yoongi exhales, “Someone’s messy today.”

“Oh fuck you.” Taehyung squints.

 

A sound akin to a closet opening comes from the bedroom making Taehyung freeze.

“Did you hear that?” Yoongi asks looking towards the hallway.

“Nope!” Taehyung hurriedly answers opening another file.

“No, I heard something.” Yoongi nods

Taehyung slams the file shut, straightening his face “Okay! Fine, you scaredy-cat I’ll go check if it’s really bothering you.” He hops to his feet patting Yoongi’s head and casually walking down the hall. As soon as he’s out of sight he sprints to his bedroom, throwing open the door and shutting it behind him.

 

“What are you doing here!” Taehyung whisper yells at the closet.

“What is /he/ doing here?” Jungkook whispers back, going through Taehyung’s T-shirts. 

“We’re friends he comes over all the time just like how you come over all the time except he’s not an asshole and I actually like him!” Tae grunts

“Don’t lump us into the same category” Jungkook side-eyes, “at least I’m not pining for my best friend” 

“He has NO interest in me you’re so- why are you throwing my clothes on the ground!” 

“I’m changing” Jungkook rolls his eyes 

“Why????? No” Tae huffs picking up the clothes and putting them on his bed, “go away you said you’d be busy!” 

Jungkook takes off his shirt and looks at Tae, “So just because I said was busy you decided to cheat on me?” He accuses, raising his voice from a whisper to a hiss. 

Taehyung picks up his shirt back up shoving it in Jungkook’s face, “Stop getting undressed! We’re not together and I really don’t want to see your face today!” 

“Baby!” Jungkook whines full volume

Taehyung jumps him covering his mouth, “Jungkook please shut the fuck up!” 

Jungkook grabs his waist pulling him flush against his bare chest, “Hamsndmkaojshgff” 

Taehyung rolls his eyes, cheeks reddening slightly, “What?” he uncovers his mouth.

“I’ll go but can I have a goodbye kiss?” Jungkook grins

“No!” Taehyung makes up his face, prying Jungkooks' arms off him. 

“Just one, I promise I’ll stop you before you make out with me.” Jungkook laughs, tightening his hold. 

“No stop being obsessed with me.” He pushes Jungkook’s chest, not really making any progress, “Let go shithead Yoongi’s gonna wonder what’s taking so long”

“Then we’ll tell him we got caught up.”

“We?!” Taehyung shriek whispers pointing between them, “No. Bye!”

“Are you choosing him over me?” Jungkook pouts.

“Yes!” Taehyung nods furiously.

Jungkook drops his arms, shrugging on Tae’s shirt, “Fine.”

“Bye!” Taehyung waves in a ‘what are you still doing here’ kind of way.

“Rude.” Jungkook snaps, disappearing.

 

Taehyung leaves his room internally screaming.
“Selfish asshole” he curses under his breath.

 

“So you’re hiding someone in your room.” Yoongi deadpans when Tae walks in.

“Yoon come on. Why would I even do that? My TV was glitching and wouldn’t turn off that’s all. Geez, do you even trust me? Hiding someone that’s a good one.” He rambles sitting down and opening a new file box.

Yoongi gives him a look and snickers. “So your TV yelled ‘baby’ all hurt?” 

Taehyung flips through the pages of a report, “It was stuck on some romance drama.”

Yoongi drops it, shaking his head and getting back to what he’s doing.

They go on like that for about 30 minutes, until the sound of the bedroom door opening sends Taehyung out of his skin. The sound of footsteps approaching and Yoongi’s mouth up turning into a knowing smirk, set Taehyungs brain on fire.
‘That asshole he’s not really gonna show up is he? Fuck he is, fuck is one day too much for him? Okay, fine fuck what do I say? He’s so fucking annoying I can’t-’

“Babe did you-” Jungkook starts, hands combing through his hair, grey sweatpants, Tae’s shirt, looking like he got straight out of bed, “Oh, Yungi I didn’t realize you were still here.” 

‘Ohhhh he’s good that shocked expression almost looks real’

“It’s /Yoongi/.” The look of amusement across his face is really bringing up Taehyung’s breakfast.

Jungkook gives him a curt nod, passing him to where Taehyung is sitting on the floor. He bends down and leaves a big sloppy kiss on the corner of Tae’s mouth. Taehyung pushes him away immediately, eyes wide. He whips his head to Yoongi who’s watching with his brows raised.
“I swear this isn’t what it looks like,” Taehyung begs.

“How could it not be what it looks like?” Yoongi half laughs in disbelief.

 Jungkook sits down behind Tae, pulling him into his lap. He goes to wrap his arms around Tae but opts for picking up a file instead when Taehyung slaps him. 
“Would you believe me if I said he teleported into my room and is pretending to be all cozy with me right now?” Taehyung tries, a sliver of hope in his eyes.

“No.” 

“Fair, I completely understand. But I promise you we’re not sleeping together, we haven’t even kissed!” Taehyung pleads, shoving Jungkook’s head off his shoulder by his face. 

Yoongi’s amused expression turns into an absolutely done one, “Tae it’s okay it doesn’t bother me so you don’t need to lie.” 

‘This is the worst day of my life’ 
Taehyung sighs, giving up. He slumps down into Jungkook, taking the file out of his hands and throwing it into the September pile. He turns to look at Jungkook and almost vomits from annoyance, “Can you like, go away?” he snaps.

“Tae bear” Jungkook chuckles, poking Tae’s cheek

“Jungkookie” Taehyung says flatly

“Yes, baby?” He smiles

Taehyung grabs his chin in between his thumb and his index finger and shakes his whole face, “I hope you’re ready to die!” He coos.

Jungkook’s face falls, “Well, I’m gonna go shower!” He announces pushing Tae off him forcefully and standing up, “Sorry for interrupting, carry on” He almost says sincerely in Yoongi’s general direction.

 

“Stop looking at me like I just ran over a cat” Yoongi mumbles from the couch.

Taehyung frowns even more, “You haven’t said anything unrelated to the case in an hour.”

“What do you want me to say Taehyung?”

“You called me Taehyung.”

Yoongi takes a deep breath, “That’s your name, isn’t it?”

“You’re mad” Tae squeaks

“I’m not mad”

“You are”

Yoongi drops the papers in his hands and looks up at Tae, “I’m not mad Taehyung, I’m just annoyed that you lied to me. You never lie to me!”

Taehyung shifts uncomfortably, “I wasn’t trying to lie to you…”

“Then what were you /trying/ to do? I get it if you wanted to keep the fact you’re fucking Jungkook on the down-low but come on I thought you’d at least tell me! And the way you tried to hide him when he’s down the hall!” Yoongi exhales frustrated, “I’m not mad okay, you didn’t do anything /wrong/, it’s just…” he trails off when he notices Tae looking at his hands, clearly feeling guilty.
Yoongi sighs, getting up, “Let’s call it a day. Don’t stress it, alright?” 

Taehyung nods not making eye contact.

Yoongi proceeds to pick up his things, looking over at Taehyung every now and then.

“I’m sorry for raising my voice okay?” He calls from the door.

Taehyung nods.

“I love you” 

“Love you too” Tae replies quietly, forcing a tiny smile.

 

After Yoongi lets himself out Taehyung just sits on the floor, staring into the distance, rethinking his whole life.
Jungkook comes creeping down the hall, peeking into the living room.

“You’re still here?” Tae croaks

“Yeah I’m still here” He frowns 

Jungkook watches him slowly grab an empty box and put it in-between his legs. He dumps a mountain of files into it, fumbling to place the lid on with glassy eyes. 
His heart betrays him and almost cracks when Taehyung bites his lip to hold in his tears. 
He carefully enters the living room, picking up the box and moving it out of the way. He sits down on the floor in front of Tae, hooking his hands under his knees and pulling him onto his lap. Cupping the back of his head and resting it on his shoulder, he whispers an “I’m sorry” while stroking from Tae’s hair to the small of his back. 

“It’s not your fault” Taehyung whimpers, wrapping his arms around Jungkook’s torso.

 

“It really is though”

 

“Yeah, I guess” Tae agrees, hot tears seeping through Jungkook’s shirt.

“I didn’t /want/ to hurt you.”

Tae readjust his head to sit comfier, "It sure feels like you did" 

"Taehyung-"

“Why does everyone keep calling me that!” He angrily sobs.

Jungkook weakly laughs, “Sorry baby”

“Whatever” he blubbers, hugging Jungkook tighter. 

He cries for a while longer, never letting go of Jungkook and Jungkook consistently stroking his hair and holding him just a little tighter whenever he caught his breath on a cry.

 

When the crying dies down and Taehyung’s left a sniffling mess, Jungkook leans back craning his neck to take a look at him.

“Stop” Taehyung whines, voice cracking.

Jungkook moves his hands to Tae's sides, tapping him softly, “Look at me” 

Taehyung pushes his head further over Jungkook’s shoulder, “No-o” he sniffs.

“Tae” He shakes the shoulder Taehyung’s head is resting on.
Taehyung reluctantly sits up in his lap, fiddling with Jungkook’s shirt.
Even with puffy red eyes and a tear-stained face he was still an adorable mess, “Oh baby” Jungkook pouts tilting Tae’s head up to look at him.

Tae looks at him through his eyelashes, eyebrows furrowed and biting his bottom lip like he’s about to break out into round two. But instead of sobbing, he brings his hands up Jungkook’s chest, and gently holds Jungkook’s face, looking into his eyes as he sniffs.

“Good?” Jungkook asks still pouting.

Taehyung leans in pressing his forehead against Jungkook’s horns and breathes out a shaky “Good”
He glances down at Jungkook’s lips, ignoring the way Jungkook’s doing the same. He swallows his spit and rips off the metaphorical bandaid,

“Kook, were you just never going to tell me our bond was ending today? Did you plan on just leaving tonight and never coming back?” His voice is hoarse and small but the pain in it is clear.

“Wha..what?” Jungkook stutters, lifting his head up

“Jimin told me. A while ago actually, like a few days after I met him, that the bond only lasts a month. And I’ve been waiting for you to bring it up, but you never did and…you were never going to, were you?”

Jungkook bites his tongue, “no… I wasn’t really planning on telling you”

“Yeah, I thought so” Taehyung chokes out, “did you think I just wouldn’t care that you’re suddenly gone?” a loose tear falling.

“No… I just, I’m always annoying you and I figured everything was easier for you before I came over and ruined your day every morning like I so obviously do.” He whispers wiping Taehyung’s tears.

“Don’t you think if you were ruining my day I would stop telling you to come over every morning? I could easily not summon you, I’ve pretty much mastered not saying shit at this point.” He rolls his eyes fully starting to cry again. “I don’t want you to leave I’m attached now, and as much as you annoy me, you choose good movies on Netflix and you actually make my job a lot easier, you stupid piece of shit” He huffs, snaking his arms around Jungkook’s neck and hugging him, “And then on top of that you start uncontrollably treating me really well like you’re head over fucking heels for me? Like what the fuck am I supposed to do with that? Ignore it? Calling me baby and Honeybun like that’s not supposed to make me want to suck your dick? Leaving your hoodies all around my apartment like I’m not going to wear them? Staying up late with me while I’m working on cases just to keep me company? Am I just supposed to act like all that didn’t happen once you leave me, you selfish bitch!” He bawls into Jungkook’s neck.

Jungkook chuckles tiredly, “Is all this the real reason you’ve been having a break down for the past hour?”  

“A little bit, yeah” Taehyung laugh cries. 

“I’m sorry bub, I’ve just been hurting you all around haven’t I?” Jungkook stammers, squeezing Tae’s thighs.

“Yeah, pretty much” Tae weeps

“At first I wasn’t planning on telling you, but then I decided I wasn’t leaving you either so there was no point in telling you. You’re really crying for nothing. I’m not going anywhere.” He assures rubbing the back of Taehyung’s thighs. 

“Selfish bitch!” Taehyung shouts, shoving Jungkook to the floor.

“Okay, not the reaction I was expecting.” Jungkook laughs, propping himself up on his elbows. 

“Ughhh I hate men! I wanna be straight! I wanna be straight!” Taehyung wails

“You’re so fucking dramatic, holy.” 

“Fuck you Jungkook!” He shouts crossing his arms, “I was going through a one-sided breakup.” He sniffs, finally calming down.

“That would mean you considered us dating” Jungkook smirks.

“Friends can break up, business partners can break up, bands can break up, you’re not special.”

Jungkook takes Taehyungs hand twiddling with it aimlessly, "We're not business partners, we're not in a band and we're definitely not friends" He scrunches his nose.

 Taehyung blushes looking down at Jungkook's stomach instead of his face, "You're still not special" He says under his breath, intertwining his other hand with Jungkook's.

“You literally just listed reasons why you have an undying crush on me and why I’m special” Jungkook laughs

“That’s NOT what that was.” Taehyung whines still sniffling

“Okay, that’s not what it was” Jungkook sits up, brushing some of Taehyung’s bangs behind his ear, “You’re gorgeous you know that?” 

Taehyung’s heart skips a beat, “Yeah, I know” he mumbles.

“God I love when you get conceited” Jungkook gushes over-dramatically, Taehyung cracking a smile.

“Ya? Does it turn you on?” Tae sniffs

Jungkook scoffs, “Don’t try to flirt with me while you’re crying”

“I’m not crying any more” Taehyung laughs, wiping his face with his sleeves.

 

“Please don’t cry like this again, my heart almost fell out of my ass” Jungkook moves Taehyung’s arms from his face, bringing his hand to the back of Tae’s neck and connecting their heads again. Horns to forehead and nose to nose.

“That would’ve been bad.” Tae giggles

“Yeah would’ve been a shit-show” he smiles

"That was so bad” Taehyung snorts, grabbing Jungkook’s face

“Was it?” Jungkook breathes out, tilting his head so his horns aren’t creating distance anymore, “If I kiss you will you have another meltdown?” Jungkook practically speaks into his mouth.

“Yeah probably” Taehyung answers, smiling into the kiss when Jungkook closes the distance.

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"And then he told you he loved you!" Jimin nods in anticipation.
"No! We cuddled for a bit, I fell asleep and when I woke up he was gone" Taehyung shrugs, handing Jimin a plate.
"That's so anti-climactic." Jimin takes the plate, drying it and placing on top of the other staked plates, "I was sure you guys would be sleeping together by now"
"Um no. There was probably snot hanging out of my nose, I don't think he would've wanted to put his dick in me. Besides it's not even like that." Taehyung protests, vigorously washing a cereal bowl.
Jimin's mouth drops, "… It's not… like that." Jimin hits him with the drying towel, "You confessed! You cried in his arms! He kissed you!" he yells in his face.

Taehyung pushes him away, turning off the tap, "I didn't confess per se I just expressed my emotional attachment" he argues, "and he kissed me because I was crying over him leaving me… that's all."

Jimin squints making a pained expression "Bros don't just kiss each other when they're sad or sob into their bros' shoulders while straddling them."

"Okay, you're attacking me."

"I'm not attacking you that's literally what happened!" Jimin implores, shaking his hands in front of him.

Taehyung's phone rings cutting their debate short, Taehyung dries his hands picking it up quickly, "Taehyung…. What do you got for me…." He furrows his eyebrows, "What do you mean odd?.... yeah?" Taehyung's face lights up, "I'm there, give me 30."
He hangs up the phone, shoving it in his back pocket and passes Jimin.

"There was a suspicious double homicide" he laughs smugly, Grabbing his badge and a long coat.

"And that... excites you?" Jimin questions, watching him from the hall.

"Yes, Jimothy. Yes, it does." Taehyung smiles, slipping on his shoes, "Don't charm my mirrors while I'm gone!"
"Why? It's not like I'll be seeing anything good anytime soon" Jimin rolls his eyes
"You never know!" Taehyung winks, leaving his apartment.

~

Taehyung hops out of his car, walking towards the yellow tape in front of the gate to the driveway. He nods at the to officers standing guard, flashing his badge and stepping under the tape.
‘Big house, with a gate and driveway like this, they've gotta be rich' He thinks to himself.
He walks up to the curving driveway, finally catching a glimpse of the house around the corner. He laughs to himself picking up the pace.
"A mansion murder."

As he approaches the house he passes more cop cars and officers standing outside, and then he sees Jungkook, leaning against an ambulance chatting with an officer.

‘Is he real. He's completely inserted himself into my life'

Jungkook seems to notice Taehyung watching him because he pats the officers back and starts walking in Taehyung's direction.

Jungkook looks him up and down, "What took you so long?"
Taehyung stops in his tracks, "Excuse me? What are you even doing here before me??"
Jungkook scrunches his face, "I was called in."
"You don't even have a phone!"

Jungkook digs his hand into his coat pocket pulling out a phone and wagging it in Taehyung's face.

Taehyung looks between him and the phone, "Who even called you in???"

"Detective Jung said it was a weird case and he knows I love those." He shrugs

Taehyung stares at him, completely stunned by his audacity.
"You know you don't work here right?" Tae quips, turning on his heel and walking towards the entrance to the mansion.
Jungkook follows at his side, "Actually I do, the director of internal affairs called the captain and had me temporarily relocated to this station, as a detective."

"Did he now? And does that have anything to do with a little guy who's name rhymes with Limin?"

"Maybe" Jungkook smirks.

"Good you're here" Detective Jung calls, as they enter the front door, "follow me"
He leads them to a staircase, walking down it rather slowly, "Called you guys in since I know you guys like the weird cases, and well… this one's weird."

Taehyung side-eyes Jungkook, who looks way too excited, "Who are our victims?"

"Married couple, late 30s"

They get to the bottom of the stairs and entering a cellar, old and oddly unkempt for such a big, luxurious house.
"Cause of death?" Taehyung asks, following him down a hall.
Jung pauses right before a door, looking at Taehyung, "That's what I'd like to know" He moves to the side, gesturing for them to go in the room.
Taehyung raises a brow, turning to give Jungkook a ‘What the fuck is that supposed to mean' look.
Jungkook drops his face like ‘I don't know what it means either dumb fuck why don't you go in the room'
Taehyung rolls his eyes, stepping into the room.
"Oh"
He puts his hand back, grabbing Jungkook's arm and pulling him in beside him.
"Oh," Jungkook snorts.
Taehyung walks in further, carefully making sure not to step on the blood on the ground.
"Looks like we got ourselves a ritual gone sour" Jungkook half laughs.

Taehyung analyzes the summoning circle on the floor. It was huge, at least twice the size of his, and this one was made of /blood/. At all four points of the circle, there were huge piles of salt with a candle perched on top, completely melted.

The alarming part was the couple laid in the center of the circle. Their bodies were charred from the waist down and they were bleeding out of all orifices.

"Our little artwork here is made from the couple's blood and the blood on their fingers match so, they were the Picassos of this masterpiece. However, it couldn't have been a sacrificial suicide because they didn't kill themselves, forensics said the burns look post mortem so whatever made them bleed like that is what killed em." Jung explains from the doorway.
Taehyung crouches down to take a closer look at the wife's body, "So you're saying, Ben and Linda here we're getting their satanic freak on when someone broke in, drugged them with something and then burned their bodies but stopped midway because he had some sort of prior engagement?"

"Nope. No signs of forced entry so either our guy was already down here or the couple had a friend in here with them. If it's the latter then might just be a sacrifice." Jung points out

Taehyung looks at Jungkook, "I've got a pretty good feeling this isn't just a sacrifice."

Jungkook clears his throat, combing his hand through his hair, "Who found the bodies?"

"The maid found em this morning. She's outside if you wanna talk to her." Jung answers, taking another look at the bodies and then heading back down the hall.

Taehyung gets up, walking over to Jungkook, "So what do you think /really/ happened?"

Jungkook sighs putting his hands in his pockets, "I think Bob and Mary summoned a demon who's not all that fond of humans. Probably didn't want to be bothered with being at their beck and call for 30 days so killing them was the best option."
Taehyung' heart drops a little, "You said that so casually, like killing people for such a petty reason is okay"
Jungkook breathes out stepping a little closer, "Not everyone has the privilege of having a Jimin around who can easily break bonds. Most demons don't like to be summoned, so killing their summoners isn't unheard of. Yes, it's illegal to use our powers in this realm but some demons just disregard that and do it anyway."

Taehyung makes up his face, "Is it not illegal to kill humans?"

Jungkook shakes his head and licks his lips nervously, "Babe, humans have shorter lifespans and they don't have the same kind of knowledge of the world as we do so you value life to a greater extent, but it's not like that for demons. I mean Jimin kills me for sport." Jungkook emphasizes. "Killing isn't illegal in my realm because it's not that big a deal when most of the time you can be brought back. The only death demons fear is execution at the councils' hand because there's no coming back from that."

Taehyung stays silent, processing the new information.
"So, you've killed people before too?" He asks, voice a little quieter than before.

Jungkook raises a brow, "Taehyung I'm 235 years old"

"Is that supposed to answer my question?" Taehyung bobs his head.

"I'm a /dragon/" Jungkook presses

"So, that's a lot of people then?" Taehyung shifts, "How many?"

Jungkook pauses, "Baby, do you really want me to answer that?"

Taehyung scoffs, stepping around Jungkook and heading to the stairs.

"Tae, you can't honestly be mad?" Jungkook calls from behind him.

"Who said I was mad? I'm just going to talk to the witness." He states flatly.

"If you're not mad then why are you all upset with me?" Jungkook frowns, following Tae down the halls.

"I'm not upset I'm just not impressed" Taehyung snaps glaring at Jungkook.

"I don't just.../you know/ for no reason!" He hisses.

"That's great Jungkook, I'm glad you have morals." The monotone in Taehyung's voice just makes Jungkook even more exasperated.

Taehyung skips down the front steps stopping at the bottom and facing Jungkook, "I have to talk to the witness and get the victims' information so here," He shoves his car keys into Jungkook's chest, "Go wait in the car." He spits.
He turns around, fixing his hair and walks to the witness.

Jungkook stands there, blood pressure rising and starts laughing to himself.
‘Why do I put up with him'

He stomps down the driveway.
‘Wait in the car, I don't need a fucking car!'
He gets to the gate, throwing it open angrily.
‘He's a cop he's probably killed people too, why's it such a big deal when I do it???'
He ignores the surprised looks on the officers' faces and marches to Taehyung's car.
‘He's so fucking judgemental'
He takes the keys out of his pocket unlocking the doors.
‘What? Did he think I was some push over dragon who just flies around picking flowers?? Like what the hell?'
He gets in the passenger seat, slamming the door.
‘I'm never shifting for him, he doesn't deserve it. With his stupid face and nice ass and deep voice and beautiful smile…'
He slumps down in his seat sighing painfully, "Fuck him"
~
"I'll make sure all the information is sent to your desk, sir." The officer informs him.

"Thank you, and make sure I'm notified first if forensics gets a hit on anything" Taehyung calls as he walks to his car.

He squints trying to peak at Jungkook through the window.
‘Is he pouting? What a baby' he rolls his eyes.
He goes around to the driver's seat and gets in, opening his hand out in front of Jungkook.

"I don't want to hold your hand." He sulks

"I need the keys genius."

Jungkook looks over at him, embarrassed, "Oh" he hands him the keys, quickly bringing his hand back to his lap.

Taehyung bites his lip trying not to smile, "You're such a baby" he starts the car, backing out onto the street.

"You're such an asshole" Jungkook scowls.

Taehyung snickers, reaching over and grabbing Jungkook's hand, lacing their fingers together.
"Thought you were mad" Jungkook mumbles to the window.
"I told you I wasn't mad. Are you ever listening to me?"

They sit in silence the rest of the drive, the only interaction between them being Jungkook reaching out for Tae's hand anytime he let go.

Taehyung only speaks up when they park at the station, "I just can't imagine you killing anyone, you're too docile"

"I get pretty touchy when I shift or if someone gets me worked up," Jungkook says quietly.

"Worked up?" Tae questions.
Jungkook shrugs, "Yeah, one time there was this shifter that was stalking me, even following me to this Realm. I had enough when he broke into my house and scared some of the staff pretty bad so," He pauses taking a quick glance at Taehyung, "I shifted and burned him alive."

"Burned him alive" Taehyung repeats surprised.

"Yeah… Jimin thought I overreacted so he brought him back and then reported him to the council for using his powers in the human realm and he was executed."

Taehyung nods mouthing an ‘oh'.

Jungkook looks at him nervously, "Any questions?"

"How many people have you killed?"

Jungkook stares blankly.

"You said /any/ question."

"Well, pick another one." Jungkook groans

"No, tell me" Taehyung insists

"Does it matter?" Jungkook snaps suddenly.

"I just want to know" Taehyung defends, taking back his hand and crossing his arms.

"Fine, I don't know, okay?" he shifts his gaze to the steering wheel, "I've killed for revenge, I've killed for the Councils…I took a lot of lives during the witch segregation, lives that weren't brought back." He exhales, looking Tae in the eyes, "So I don't know Tae, I have no idea how many people I've killed, could be 2 hundred could be 3, who's keeping count am I right!" He swings his door open, getting out.

"If you wanna consider me a murderer from now on then go right ahead I really don't care!" He yells, storming off in the opposite direction of the precinct.

 

~

WAAM!

Taehyung's head snaps up, "It doesn't make sense!" Jungkook exclaims

"You scared me! Was slamming your hands on the table necessary??"

"I was thinking about it and it just doesn't make sense! Why would this so-called demon murderer burn the bodies if they were already dead?? That's so pointless and on top of that if said murderer had some sort of fire powers then why did Janice and Terry die from something else????" Jungkook jabbered.

"Mark and Hannah actually but I do see where you're coming from."

"So then I got to thinking and I started wondering what if maybe this isn't what we think it is at all? What if this a completely human situation with a human murderer?"

"I mean it could be but why the ritual?"

"I asked myself the same thing." Jungkook agrees, he moves around to Tae's side of the table and leans on it facing him, "This is gonna sound weird but I'm starting to think there was someone else in the house, other than the couple and the hypothetical demon. And I'm betting that person poisoned the couple before they even started the ritual and died during it or after it was completed."

Taehyung leans back in his chair, "So how do you explain the burns?"

"Well, we found them inside the circle, right? They had been moved but not much which means they died in the circle, and if they died in the circle then they must've still been in it when our lovely demon appeared, Judging by all the salt and candles I'm guessing it was a fire demon so-"

"He accidentally burned them on his way in and then stopped the fires when he realized they were in the circle…."

"Exactly"

"But why did this ‘someone else' rope our couple into doing the ritual? Couldn't they have just done it themselves? And on top of that why the ritual? Why did they need a demon but one that's not bonded to them?"
"Well considering how well they hide their tracks leave no trace of them having been in the house and the cause of death I'm gonna assume we've got a good old hunter on our hands."

"Oh my God hunters exist??" Taehyung pipes, a little too excited for Jungkook's liking

"They're usually racist mages who think humans are the greatest and everyone else is a reincarnation of Satan's shit."

"Charming." Taehyung grins

"Very."

Taehyung straightens up in his chair, "I'll tell forensics to do another sweep of the house this time keeping in mind there may have been a third and/or fourth party, I need traffic cameras to track the couples' car see if they might have visited our hunter or anywhere suspicious, and I want to talk to the maid and that neighbor again, see if they noticed any new visitors or guests."

The corners of Jungkook's mouth start upturning into a smile, "What?" Tae asks, putting his foot on the chair with him.

"It's really hot when you get into your job."

Taehyung flushes, "Pffft that is so bare minimum."

Jungkook makes a low laugh, "Kissing you yesterday did me dirty, I'm obsessed now, everything you do just has me hanging by a thread."

Taehyung's eyes go wide, his foot losing its footing on the edge of the chair and hitting the floor with a thud.
"Well, time to get back to work!" He screeches, shooting up from his seat and zooming past Jungkook.

Jungkook catches his wrist before he completely passes, "m' sorry for snapping earlier, it's a bit of a touchy subject for me."

Taehyungs turns around, giving him a small smile, "It's fine, I shouldn't have pushed"

"Can I get a kiss?" Jungkook smiles devilishly.

"No???" Taehyung squawks, his whole face going red.

"I find it incredible how you still get flustered when I flirt with you" Jungkook laughs pulling Tae in-between his parted legs, "Your default setting is acting like I'm your boyfriend up until the moment I try to make any kind of move"
Taehyung laughs breathily, slapping Jungkook's arm and shaking his head with his mouth open like he's going to say something.

Jungkook loops a finger into Tae's belt buckle and pulls him in just a little closer, not missing the panic growing all across Taehyung's face.

"What are you doing?" Taehyung whispers nervously.

"Nothing" Jungkook smiles, ogling him.

"Stop looking at me like that." Taehyung stammers

Jungkook chuckles, ignoring him completely and keeping eye contact as he takes Taehyung's coat off.

"What are you doing?" Taehyung asks again, voice smaller than ever.

"Nothing" Jungkook replies absent-mindedly, setting the coat on the table beside him. He stands up off the table, causing their bodies to press together and wraps his arms around Taehyung, clasping them together at his lower back. He inhales slowly, probably taking in Taehyung's sent and looks Tae in the eyes lazily.

 

Taehyung's heart is beating a mile a minute. This is it. He's sure he's about to die. A stroke, a heart attack, brain failure, maybe some sick and twisted combination of all three. It was a long time coming, only a matter of time. This was bound to happen at some point. Jungkook staring at him like that isn't doing him any favors either, looking like he's ready to pounce at any given moment.
Taehyung takes a sharp deep breath,
‘He's gonna kiss me but I'm not gonna freak out and I'm not gonna meltdown it's gonna be fine, you're gonna be fine, he's gonna be fine, everything's gonna be fine, just calm down and let it happen, as long as you don't scream in his mouth then we're good right?'

Jungkook leans in, a small smile playing on his lips.

‘Fuck we're not good! I'm not good! I'm gonna fucking scream in his mouth oh my fucking God. This is the end this is it it's over for me'

Jungkook moves his head to the side, passing Taehyung's face, "Was Jimin here earlier? I can still smell his glittery presence" He breathes onto Tae's neck.

Taehyung steps back, face contorted in disbelief, "That is not what we're doing! Not okay! That was very stressful for me why are you like this! I fucking swear to God I'm going to kill you in your sleep one day fucking shit I-"

He's cut off by Jungkook's lips on his. He stands there for a second, not kissing him back, not even realizing what happened and then Jungkook's hands grip his waist and suddenly he's opening his mouth and kissing him like they've got no time to waste. It's soft, warm, a little bit messy and holding way too many unsaid words. Taehyung relaxes sighing into the kissing and running his fingers through the back of Jungkook's hair. The little gesture seems to spark something inside Jungkook, he backs Taehyung against the wall, the soft and warm kiss turning rushed and sloppy. Taehyung yelps into Jungkook's mouth from the sudden movement, which only encourages Jungkook more, pushing in between Tae's legs, a hand coming to the wall to steady them.
Tae slides a hand under Jungkook's shirt venturing part of his skin he can reach and pulling him in as close he can. A small moan slips, the friction from Jungkook's knee between his legs becoming a little bit too much, Jungkook grins, a laugh escaping as his mouth travels to Tae's neck. And that's it, that's Taehyung's breaking point, it's either they're taking this to his bed or they're taking him to the hospital for heart failure. He tugs at the hem of Jungkook's shirt, hoping he gets the message across but all he gets in return is an "mm-mm".

He furrows his brows, ‘is he saying no?'

He pushes on Jungkook's chest, tugging on his hair lightly with the other hand to pull him off. When Jungkook pulls back and looks at him, Taehyung pouts, lip jutted out, eyelashes batting, the whole spiel.
Jungkook laughs, cupping Tae's face and pulling down his lip with a thumb, "No"
Taehyung tilts his head whining.
"No" Jungkook repeats.
"Whyy" Taehyung whines out
"Because who knows how long we'll be going at it and there's a whole murder to solve"
"Pleeasse" Taehyung whines, rubbing his nose against Jungkook's.
"How did you go from breaking down at the mere sight of me to begging me to fuck you?" Jungkook snickers

Taehyung pushes him off, "Never mind"

"Baby" Jungkook laughs, making grabby hands at Tae.

"What? Let's go don't we have /a whole murder to solve/?" He mocks an octave lower, squinting at Jungkook.

Jungkook backs up in defense, "okay okay" he laughs leaving the kitchen and heading down the hall.

Taehyung rolls his eyes, snatching his coat and the casework from the table.

"Don't worry baby we'll have a sleepover tonight and you can have all the sex you want" Jungkook teases in a baby voice.

Taehyung scoffs walking out his front door Jungkook's holding open, "Actually I don't think I ever want to have sex with you, I think I'd rather eat a whole bag of potatoes raw.”

"I'm sure you would babe" Jungkook smiles slapping Tae’s butt as he closes the door.

Chapter Text

"Hot chili pepper Pop-Tarts"

"EWWWW"

"I know and trust me it's worse than it sounds"

Taehyung snatches the box of pop tarts from Jungkook, "I refuse to believe the demon Realm isn't hell if it manufactures /Flamin'/ Pop-Tarts" he takes a silver package out of the box, ripping it open.

Jungkook nods his head, "cookies and cream is the only flavor that matters" he grumbles mouth full.

"Umm, no brown sugar is the all-time best" Taehyung argues, taking a large bite of his snack.

"How can you say that when a whole red-velvet exists!" Jungkook bellows wagging a Pop-Tart in the air.

"It comes noo where close to the iconic classic that is brown sugar!"

"That's funny! Then why are we sitting here eating your stash of S'mores Pop-Tarts!"

"They're the best stake out snack!"

Jungkook shrieks, grabbing the box back and pointing accusingly at Taehyung, "So you admit brown sugar isn't the best flavor!"

Taehyung swallows his food and drops his jaw, "Who the fuck said that????"

"You did!"

"Why would I lie?"

"How can you possibly believe something as boring as brown sugar, could be the best Pop-tart flavor when there are thousands of better options!"

"The only thing that's come close was the Hot Fudge Sundae flavor but it's discontinued." Tae shrugs brushing the crumbs off his hands.

"Man living here must suck, back home we still have all the discontinued flavors, Hot Fudge Sundae, Banana Split," Jungkook makes up his face, "Even the grape one."

Taehyung stares him down dumbfounded, "Every day you give me more reasons not to like you"

Jungkook leans against the window, legs crossed, fully facing Taehyung, grinning, "That's the closest you've ever come to admitting you like me."

Taehyung pauses, then looks him in the eyes, "That's because I don't like you."

Jungkook lets out a high-pitched laugh, "You know if I was a complete dumbass that would've really hurt my feelings, you dick"

Tae tilts his head acting confused, "But you are a complete dumbass?"

Jungkook shifts towards the windshield, crossing his arms.

"Oh no!! My poor baby! Did I hurt your feelings? I'm sorry munchkin the truth can really hurt sometimes. Awe, come here lemme kiss it better."

Jungkook takes a quick look at the annoying half pout/half-smile on Taehyungs face and scoffs, leaning toward him.

Taehyung smiles and pulls him closer by the chin, ignoring the way Jungkook is rolling his eyes as he pecks him all over the face.

"Admit you like me" Jungkook dares.

"Why would I do that?" Taehyung questions, continuing to kiss Jungkook's face.

"Knew you were weak"

Taehyung stops, catching Jungkook's competitive stare, "Is that a challenge?"

"It's not a challenge if I know you won't admit it"

"There's nothing to admit." Tae squints

"See, I win you can't admit it." Jungkook sits back, arms still crossed.

"That's not fair how can I admit something when there's nothing to hide??"

Jungkook cocks his head to the side, eyebrows raised.

"Okay fine! The matter of fact is… That… I'm entirely unsure that the fact that I don't not not like you is completely untrue" Tae smiles proudly.

 

"Pathetic"

"Technically, I win"

"Technically, you're pathetic"

"Oh yeah like you could do any better." Taehyung snorts.

Jungkook gawks at him.

"What?"

"Taehyung, you do realize that I'm voluntarily sitting in this car, stalking some random house because I enjoy being with you, right? I have no reason to stay in a realm that discontinues amazing Pop-Tart flavors, other than the fact that I like you. Which I do, by the way, I like you very much and I don't know why you'd think I wouldn't be able to say that."

"I literally want to die." Taehyung wheezes, "Slit my throat I'm ready."

Jungkook rolls his eyes again, patting Taehyung's thigh lightly.

Taehyung shudders at his touch, swatting his hand away and shooting him daggers, "Why the fuck would you say that to me?? Do you want my internal organs to shut down???" He bends over, clutching his chest as he hyperventilates, "You selfish fuck, I'm gonna throw up."

"Oh my God!" Jungkook hisses, slapping Taehyungs shoulder.

"Stop abusing me, haven't you done enough"

"It's him!!"

Taehyung snaps his head up, scanning the house across the street until he spots the suspect they'd been waiting for walking up the sidewalk.

"He's anxious," Jungkook says curiously.

"You can sense that from in here?" Taehyung whispers, eyes still on the man entering his house.

"I can smell it actually, and I can hear it in his heartbeat."

The blood drains from Taehyung's face. He slowly turns his head to Jungkook who's already looking at him nervously.
"So you're telling me you can hear his /heartbeat/ from across the street" he squeaks.

"Yes but that doesn't mean I'm constantly listening to your heartbeat or checking your scent to see what mood you're in or if your lying to me and stuff! I swear I don't do that!" Jungkook answers frantically.

Taehyung chokes a little, "Oh my God you were totally doing that weren't you."

Jungkook shakes his head vigorously, reaching over at Tae but not touching him.

Taehyung gasps, "Oh my God you're doing it right now! You can tell that I didn't want you to touch me!"

"I'm sorry it's a habit!" Jungkook whines worriedly.

"Habit!?!?" Taehyung shrieks

"I-" Jungkook cuts himself off, not wanting to make it worse.

"Let's go creep, I don't really want to be in this car with you anymore." Taehyung gets out of his car.

"Babe I'm sorry! It's hard to turn it off!!" Jungkook pleads two steps behind him.

Taehyung crosses the street.

"It's not like I can read your mind! Besides, I don't benefit /that/ much from it"

Taehyungs walks up to the front porch of the suspect's house.

"Although I'm pretty sure I figured out you liked me before you figured out you liked me"

Taehyungs heart does a thing and- wait Taehyungs fucking heart does a thing. He whips his head around to Jungkook who's holding back a grin.
"Fuck you" he groans knocking on the front door.

 

The door creaks open, a small blonde male peaking through.

"Eugene Fletch?" Jungkook asks

The man stills for a few seconds then gives a small nod, "…Yes… that's me"

Jungkook flips out his badge taking a step closer to the door, "Sorry to bother you so late, I'm Detective Kim, this is my partner Taehyung, we'd like to ask you a few questions."

‘His partner? Am I the sidekick now?'
"Would it be alright if we came in?" Taehyung smiles politely.

"Oh yes of course" Eugene pulls open the door, ushering them inside, "May I ask what this is about?" he asks timidly.

Taehyung strides down the hall, "Unfortunately, Mark and Hannah Wilder were murdered yesterday, their bodies were found this morning"

"And you Mr. Eugene were the last person to see them before their untimely demise."
Jungkook finishes.

"Mark and Hannah are… dead?" Eugene repeats, voice wavering.

"Very dead, Eugene," Jungkook confirms, earning a nudge from Taehyung.

"Eugene, could you tell us where you were yesterday afternoon?" Taehyung inquires.

Eugene looks at his hands, clasping and unclasping them, "I uh… I was up north, with a friend…she's got a chalet." He looks back at the detectives idling in his living room, "But you don't think I killed them, do you? They were good friends of mine- I would- I would never."

Jungkook looks at him with disgust, "Calm down Eugene we're just covering all our bases, trying to get the story straight."

"Right, forgive me. Please, please have a seat!" rushes over to the couches, gesturing for them to sit as he takes a seat opposite them.

Taehyung takes a seat on the couch, "Can this friend confirm your whereabouts?"

"Yes yes, that's no problem!"

Taehyung side-eyes Jungkook inspecting every picture and trinket in the room, nausea written all over his face, "What can you tell us about the Wilders?"

"They were ni- such very nice people, we met at a pottery clas- a pottery class off main and Henningburg and we became fa- fast friends soon after" Eugene explains anxiously glancing at Jungkook's turned back every so often.

His uneasiness towards Jungkook doesn't seem to bother the demon, he simply keeps inspecting the room.

Taehyung decides to ignore Jungkook's sudden lack of interest and further questions Eugene, "Did you notice anything weird in the last few weeks or the last time you spoke to them?"

"No nothing, nothing unusual" Eugene mumbles glancing at Jungkook again.

"Eugene, can you see my horns?" Jungkook interjects loudly, "Do you know who I am?"
Jungkook turns around, nausea now accompanied by curiosity.

Taehyung is about to interrupt and pull some bullshit out of his ass, but he doesn't get the chance because he looks over at Eugene and his face is blank like he's seen a ghost, hands shaking, eyes wide and he gives Jungkook a nod.

"I take it the cedar wood smell isn't all in my imagination then?"

Eugene shakes his head no, ashamed.

"Okay /Eugene/ if that's really your name." Jungkook strolls to the back of the couch, gripping it right behind Taehyung's neck, "Where's the hunter and why are you protecting em"

Eugene's face falls, panic sets in, "I, I don't know- I don't know what you're talking about"

"Look I know hounds are peaceful by nature, you don't want this. I understand. But you need to understand that this forest stench is getting to my head and I'm /not/ a peaceful creature so let's make this snappy, dog breath."

 

Taehyung gives up deciding Jungkook should handle it rather than him trying to understand what exactly is currently happening.

Eugene looks like he's about to pass out on the spot, "Ah geez alright ok, Mark and Hannah were helping her and I told them it was a bad idea, she was sketchy, but they didn't listen. She-she said she didn't want to hurt anyone- anyone not on her list. And- and when she found out what I was, who I was and didn't hurt me I- I believed her. I don't know where she is, I really don't, but I do know her name, her /real name/, so /he/ can find her."

Jungkook rests his hands on Tae's shoulders, "Thank you Eugene, you did great. If you could just write that all down, we'll be on our way" He looks down at Taehyung who's looking up at him, "Get up baby we're leaving."

Tae feels the heat rush straight to his cheeks, "/Taehyung/" he corrects. He gets up from his seat, tailing Jungkook out of the house like a lost kitten.

Eugene speeds out of the house head hanging, "Here you are Lord Jungkook" he hands him a small folded paper.

Taehyung raises a brow. ‘Jungkook never told him his name… Also, Lord???'

"And congratulations. I wish you many blessings!"

Jungkook's eyes bulge a little, "Thank you! We'd better get going come on Taehyung!"

 

"Lord Jungkook?" Taehyung emphasizes, getting in the car after the demon.

"You said it yourself, I'm like royalty. Demons tend to know me by face."

Taehyung starts the car, "And the many blessings?"

"Uhh, ‘blessings' is kind of like another way of saying successors… babies I guess"

Taehyung lifts his eyebrows turning off onto the main road, "Did you forget to tell me you're with child?"

Jungkook half laughs, "Um, remember that one time you came to that event with me and I kind told everyone we were together?"

"…yes"

"Well, somehow, maybe, that rumor got around the Realms and now everyone thinks we're engaged…"

Taehyung stops at a red light, "Jungkook really! Why didn't you just say we're not actually getting married before it blew out of proportion like this!"

"I was going to but then Jimin started telling people too and then it got really entertaining watching everyone freak out over the golden child finally marrying and I figured hey! Eventually it won't be a lie! So, it's fine!"

"EVENTUALLY IT WON'T BE A LIE?!!?!?!?!??"

"STOP SHOUTING AT ME AND DRIVE YOUR CAR PEOPLE ARE HONKING!"

"WHO SAID I WAS GOING TO MARRY YOU????"

"TAE!! DRIVE!!"

"I'M DRIVING! MARRIED???? BABIES????? DID I MISS SOMETHING??? DID I BLACKOUT AND MISS THE WHOLE RELATIONSHIP????"

"The whole relationship huh" Jungkook wiggles his brows.

"Canceled! Go back! Bye! I'm revoking your friendship card!"

"Are you saying we should get divorced? Did you really have to pull over can't we just-"

"Jungkook! I'm serious!"

"Does it bother you that much?"

Taehyung peeks at him to check whether he's serious or not.

"You hesitated" he smirks

"I didn't /hesitate/ I was just wondering whether I should spare your feelings or not"

"Weird that you're still lying to me now that you know I'm a lie detector."

 

Taehyung cuts the engine.

"We're parking on the side of the highway?" Jungkook notices the slight heavy breathing and increase in Tae's heartbeat, "Baby please don't tell me you're about to have a meltdown."

"I… I don't understand why you'd want to ever marry me? That's like a lot of commitment? And I'm not even nice enough to you for you to even want to date me like you shouldn't want to date me let alone MARRY me? Like what the fuck why are we skipping steps I'm so confused as to how you even think that could happen because I've done nothing NOTHING to prove that marrying me would be fun! I don't even know why you like me like aren't I shitty to you?? I could've sworn I was but I guess you must be into that, you fucking masochist! I don't even know how to make a baby! YOU don't even know how to make a baby! I don't even know how to?? I don't even know?? And you're like 500 hundred years old??? AND you look like THAT?? When I'm 60 I'm gonna be a wrinkly ass bitch and you want to MARRY ME??? Are you okay?? What's the thought process? Tell me because I'm melting I'm fading away Jungkook I need the answers!"

"Are you done?" Jungkook asks flatly.

Taehyung tenses, "I think so"

"Get out I'll drive"

"Okay," He squeaks.

They both get out of the car, switching seats and not really acknowledging each other as Jungkook starts the ignition.

Taehyung shifts in his seat a little, twiddling with his fingers.

"What is it? Why are you anxious?" Jungkook sighs

"It's just you haven't commented on my rant…"

"Which part am I supposed to comment on?"

"Every part."

Jungkook chuckles, "Taehyung we're not actually getting married I don't know what to say, you're fucking unbelievable. I was kidding when I said eventually, although honestly, I wouldn't mind marrying you."

"This isn't helping" Taehyung mumbles.

"As for the wrinkly ass bitch part, if I could be married to you for even a month I would be ecstatic so I don't think 40 years is anything to cry about. But I mean in this completely hypothetical scenario, if it did matter that much to you I guess you could ask Jimin to stop your aging."

Taehyung shivers, "Honestly I think this is making it worse. I might cry."

 

"BUT" He grips the wheel a little tighter, "we're not getting married. I'm not even considering marrying you until you learn to voice your feelings."

Taehyung physically relaxes, letting his head lean back, "Oh, thank God. That means we'll never get married."

"Are you insinuating you'll never admit you like me?"

Taehyung slaps him on the arm, "Please! I'm not falling for that cheap trick! The minute I submit, you'll try to trap me in wedlock!"

"You know I could just leave right now and let this car crash, it wouldn't affect my life." Jungkook scowls.

Taehyung sits up straight as a board, "Kookie! I would die!"

"I know"

"My death wouldn't affect your life?"

"I'm sure I'd get over it in a few hundred years. It would really save me a few headaches."

"That's so mean" Tae pouts

"Confess and I'll apologize"

"Kookie that's blackmail."

"Confess or I crash the car"

"Fucking psychopath" Tae mumbles

Jungkook gives him a final look, letting go of the wheel like he's really going to disappear.

Taehyung's mouth drops, "Okay! I confess I have a big phat crush on both your dads!"

"I'm going to violently murder you"

"Fuck, I would love that" Taehyung laughs, "Do you think you and your dads could like run a train- "

"Taehyung, I will stop this car and push you into traffic."

"Fine!" Taehyung tries to contain himself, "I'm sorry babe"

"WHO??"

"What?" Taehyung wipes away his laughing-tears.

"REPEAT!!"

Taehyung looks at him lost, "I'm sorry Jungkook?"

Jungkook smiles like a maniac.

"What's wrong with your face?"

"You just called me babe" Jungkook announces triumphantly.

"When did you hallucinate that?" Taehyung scoffs

"You said it"

"I never said that. Why would I say that?"

"It's okay I don't need you to admit it I know you have issues with that."

"I DON'T HAVE ISSUES THERE'S JUST NOTHING TO ADMIT!"
Taehyung's phone rings. He rips it out of his pocket, exasperated.

 

"Oh" he breathes out looking at the caller ID.

"Who is it?" Jungkook asks, trying to get a look.

Taehyung bites his lip and answers the phone, "Hi Yoon"

Jungkook rolls his eyes listening in, "No he's not home"

Taehyung whacks him in the head and points at the road, as if to say ‘focus on driving'.

"Yeah, he is… No, but I'm on my way there… No no it's fine, I'll see you soon okay?" he hangs up, cautiously looking at Jungkook's side profile.

"Lemme guess you want me to evaporate once we get there so you can talk to your other boyfriend?"

"Correction, my only boyfriend" Jungkook frowns, "and could you stay actually? I think I wanna tell him"

Jungkook looks doubtful, "Even if you /tell him/ tell him, that still won't explain why you act like we're married. You'd have to admit."

"First, YOU act like we're married not me. Second, If I /have/ to resort to lying about my feelings and saying that I'm in like with you then, oh well, I guess I'll take one for the team."

Chapter Text

Yoongi unlocks Taehyung’s door, kicking off his shoes and heading straight for the couch, plopping down.

Staying mad at Taehyung was not only emotionally taxing but physically impossible. Three hours after leaving Taehyung’s place after the ‘incident’, he had completely forgiven him and become mad at himself instead, replaying the things he said and the way he said it. He just wanted to talk it out, apologize and get past this, it was really tiring him.

He hears footsteps in the hall and then a key in the door. He sits up mentally preparing for his best friend who he betrayed to walk through the front door.

The door opens, Taehyung walking in, gaze immediately meeting Yoongi’s, “Hey”

“Hey”

Taehyung toes off his shoes, moving through the apartment to sit next to Yoongi on the couch. He faces him cross legged and smiles guiltily, “I’m really sorry for lying to you”

Yoongi’s heart breaks, ‘This isn’t even his fault’
“No, you have nothing to apologize for, I overreacted and didn’t even let you explain yourself. I’m sorry for being so harsh, you have no obligation to tell me anything and I can’t get butt hurt about it that’s just not fair.”

Taehyung frowns, his shoulders drooping, “… Yeah I see where you’re coming from and I really appreciate that but I /was/ actually lying to you… maybe more of a withholding the truth? But I’m done doing that, I don’t want to hide anything from you love bug so…” He grabs Yoongi’s knees, “I really need you to hear me out on this, I’m going to explain it first so that you don’t freak out when I show you. Even if you don’t believe just please be patient and let me finish.” He’s pleadingly looking into Yoongi’s eyes.

“Okay?” Yoongi agrees skeptically.

Taehyung takes a deep breath, “Remember that case a while back with the cult and child trafficking and stuff?” Yoongi nods, “You know how I took the ritual ‘how-to’ home and I said I’d look into it?” Yoongi nods again a little slower, “Well I did look into it… performed it actually, which, mind you was A LOT of work. Anyways, as it turns out there was some truth to the myth, or rather a lot of truth to the myth because it worked. Like actually worked.”

Yoongi gives him a trying look.

“I know how it sounds trust me. But that’s about as true to the myth as it gets because I didn’t end up summoning some scary batshit crazy blood lusting monster, no…. I summoned Jungkook.”
Yoongi actually laughs, but more at himself than at what he’s being told, “Tae you-”

Taehyung stops him, “I said hear me out, you gotta let me finish”.

Yoongi exhales, gesturing for him to continue.

“So! Jungkook shows up and he’s really annoying to say the least, rude, underwhelming and a little shit. OH YEAH! He tells me that because I said shit as soon as I summoned him, that means every time I say shit he’ll pop up out of nowhere! From then on he just started popping up all the time, scaring the shit out of me and I kind of just got used to him, he basically became background noise. That is until he started showing up at work, and that’s when you met him, not as Jungkook the demon but as Jungkook the internal affairs agent,” Taehyung rolls his eyes “He has this thing for stalking me, and apparently it caused him to create an entire fake identity. Anyways, he also kind of has a /thing/ for me and it never really bothered me all that much so I let him call me pet names and stuff like that and once he started working with me he kind of just let our personal life bleed out onto the job and then everyone at work thought I was sleeping with the ‘internal affairs agent’ and then you came over and he literally materialized into my room and PRETENDED that he had slept over just to ‘piss you off’ because he’s convinced you’re in love with me and he’s a petty jealous bitch and then you ate that shit up and believed I was sleeping with him which I really wasn’t but then yesterday I really did almost sleep with him and now I’ve been feeling even more guilty about the whole thing and I’m rambling because I can see you getting impatient and probably angry and I promise you I’m not a dick this is all true and I can prove it!”

Yoongi’s glaring at him hard, Taehyung swallows, shifting his gaze to Jungkook who apparently had already materialized behind Yoongi.

“Don’t freak out but I need you to turn around, Jungkook is standing there but I need you to remember it’s just Jungkook”

Yoongi scoffs, placing his hands on the back of the couch and turning his body around. He freezes when he sees Jungkook /with horns/ standing there awkwardly.

Jungkook gives him a forced smile, revealing his fangs. Yoongi looks at the fangs, then at the horns, then back at the fangs, then at Jungkook’s face and then he turns back around looking Tae dead in the eye, “No”

Taehyung and Jungkook’s eyes both go wide.
“What?!?!?” Taehyung shouts

“No” Yoongi shrugs, “there’s no way”

Taehyung looks to Jungkook desperately. Jungkook just shrugs his shoulders shaking his hands in front of him.

“Touch his horns I swear it’s real!”

“Ew I don’t want him to touch my horns” Jungkook grimaces, sitting on the floor beside the couch.

“Jungkook! You’re not helping!” Taehyung whines, pushing Jungkook’s head with his foot.

“I did what you told me to do! Leave me alone!” Jungkook argues, pulling Taehyung’s foot so he falls off the couch a little, “OH!” Jungkook blurts, suddenly thinking of something.
He looks at Yoongi who’s looking at him, quite skeptically if he might add, and he turns his eyes red, waiting for some kind of reaction.

For a minute Yoongi’s eyes flicker with disbelief, and Taehyung’s sure they’ve got him now but the glint in his eye disappears and he slouches back down, “No, there’s just no way” Yoongi shakes his head.

Jungkook laughs, he reaches a hand up rubbing Tae’s thigh, “I’m sorry baby I tried, I’ll wait outside” he gives Yoongi a smug look then vanishes.

Yoongi shoots up “WHAT!!”

Taehyung looks at him like he’s an idiot, “Really all I had to do was tell him to evaporate for you to believe.”

Yoongi paces, looking around the room like it’s some sort of magic trick and Jungkook is just hiding.

Taehyung snickers, “He’s probably in my car”

“In your car? Five floors down? Underground?”

“mmhm”

Yoongi looks at him like he’s crazy, “Wait so this is all real? Everything you said…”

“All annoyingly real” Taehyung nods, “Do you want me to call him back he’s probably eavesdropping from the parking garage right now”

“I was not eavesdropping” Jungkook defends from the hall way.

“HOLY FUCKING JESUS CHRIST” Yoongi yells jumping back

“Kook you showing up like that proves you were eavesdropping”

“I was just making sure he doesn’t make you cry like last time” Jungkook sends Yoongi a death glare.

“You were the reason I was crying last time, moron”
“Tae! Don’t let /him/ know that!” Jungkook whines, he marches over to Taehyung, pushing him over to take his seat and then pull him in his lap.

Taehyung holds back the smile threatening to break loose, he brings his attention to Yoongi, who’s standing in the middle of the room, staring at them petrified.
“Yoongi? Are you still with us?

Yoon?”

Jungkook sighs into Taehyung’s neck “I think you broke him”

“King of my heart?” Taehyung frowns.

Jungkook fake gags, “I’m sitting right here”

“Then don’t sit right there” Taehyung snaps, grabbing Jungkook’s arms and wrapping them around himself.

Jungkook smiles hugging him tighter.

“Disgusting” Yoongi mumbles

“Oh my God!!!! Baby’s first words!!!” Taehyung claps, “Come here baby sit down, tell us what other words you’ve learnt!”

Yoongi pads over to the couch lowering down onto it in slow-motion.

“What’s wrong King of my heart you’re moving a little sluggish” Jungkook smirks.

Taehyung smacks the arms around him, “Stop mocking me!”

Jungkook ignores him, planting a kiss on his neck instead and chuckling when the heat rises to Taehyung’s face.

“Teeth rotting” Yoongi comments eyeing the couple with disgust, “Are you guys always like this?”

“No” Taehyung answers immediately

“He’s lying” Jungkook smiles

Taehyung gets even redder.

Yoongi half laughs, “So how long exactly have you two been dating?”

“We’renotdatingIdon’tevenlikehim” Taehyung blurts all at once

“He’s still lying but I couldn’t tell which part”
Yoongi nods, understanding, “He’s in denial”

“I am not in denial! I- we are, sort of, kind of, a little bit romantically involved”

Jungkook pauses, “No that doesn’t count as admitting, because I still don’t like you” Taehyung clarifies.

“Taehyung that’s just pathetic. A wet towel could tell you’re whipped” Yoongi snarls.

“See, even your ex knows you’re in love with me just admit it”

Yoongi cocks his head when he’s referred to as Tae’s ‘ex’.

Taehyung sinks into Jungkook, “Wow I’d rather you guys didn’t tag team me so if you could both kindly fuck off, that’d be great”

Yoongi hums a small laugh, “Actually I think I will fuck off, I just stopped by to fix things with you but I should really get some sleep, I’ve got a breeder on the loose and I’m dying to catch the fucker. Now that I think about it this is probably all a hallucination due to exhaustion.”

“Oh okay Yoon. Can you come over this weekend and have a rom-com marathon with me?” Taehyung pouts.

Yoongi gets up from his seat, heading for his shoes, “Sure thing bud, I’d never miss a marathon with you.”

“What’s a breeder?” Jungkook buts in.

“You don’t wanna know” Yoongi grimaces, slipping his shoes on, “You two crazy kids have fun, try not to break anything” he winks at them, going through the front door.

“What’s a breeder?” Jungkook asks again.

Taehyung turns his head upwards, “You don’t wanna know Jungkookie”

Jungkook looks down at the soft honey skin and brown eyes looking into him, “We’re in the Spiderman kissing position”

Taehyung chuckles, “Is that really what you were thinking about?”

“Well first I was thinking about how pretty you are and then I started thinking about the Spiderman kiss”

“Cute” Taehyung smiles his big boxy smile, “Are you sleeping over?”

Jungkook’s taken back, “Tae that is the forwardest thing you’ve ever said to me, yes of course I’m sleeping over.”

“I wasn’t asking because I want your goods, I was asking because Jimin is dropping Tannie off in the morning and they’ll have a field day if they find you in my bed.”

“In your bed huh?” Jungkook grins mischievously.

Taehyung rolls his eyes, “Were you going to walk back out here and sleep on the couch after you’ve been inside me?”

Jungkook chokes, “That was fucking filthy who are you?”

“Your boyfriend” Taehyung grins

Jungkook almost passes out, “When did that happen??? Two minutes ago you didn’t like me!”

Taehyung sits up, turning around in Jungkook’s lap,
“Jungkook please stay focused, I can only keep this up for so long”

“Staying focused!” Jungkook pipes up, leaning in and kissing Taehyung. It doesn’t last very long because he’s too excited and keeps giggling in Tae’s mouth.

Jungkook pulls back bouncing, “Fuck. Can I do that as much as I want, now that you’re my boyfriend?”

Taehyung laughs, wrapping his arms around Jungkook’s neck, “As much as you want” he confirms pulling Jungkook’s head back in to kiss him.

Jungkook pulls Taehyung’s crossed legs apart, wrapping them around him and pulling him into his body as much as he can.

Tae pulls back a little, undoing Jungkook’s button up, “Up until tomorrow morning when I break up with you”

“I am more than okay with that”

 

-

 

“Can I sell your sextape to the media for money?”

Jungkook squints an eye open, shutting it closed when he spots Jimin looming over him, “Go away Jimin” he groans. He reaches over to pull Taehyung back into him but opens his eyes completely when he realizes Tae’s not in the bed.

“He’s teaching a class” Jimin explains, watching what he assumes is Jungkook listening for Taehyung’s presence.

“Why didn’t I notice him leave?” Jungkook asks panicked

“I got here before he woke up and dimmed your senses so you wouldn’t kill Tannie. Paranoid much?”

Jungkook pulls off the blankets revealing his very naked body.

“Okay ew.” Jimin sneers

“Where does teach?” Jungkook demands, getting out of the bed.

“Why? You stalker”

“I can’t get there if I don’t know where I’m going Jimin” Jungkook says through gritted teeth.

Jimin follows him into the bathroom, “This is obsessive behavior”

Jungkook turns on the water in the shower, “Where is he.”

“Was it amazing?”

“Jimin” Jungkook warns.

“I’m asking because he had a fucking limp”

“You’re going to have a fucking limp and from and all too different reason”

“John cock I could kill you with a look, don’t make me laugh. He took Yeontan with him so I don’t think you want to see him right now”
Jimin leans against the bathroom wall, arms crossed, “Did he confess?”

“…No”

“He’s my hero”

Chapter Text

Generally speaking, finding a mage was not an easy task. Mages and other people who practiced the dark arts went by fake names because using your real name made you easy to trace and witches could locate you if they had your full name.

Jimin however, wasn't much for dancing around the obvious. He was well aware creating an alias would help diminish the growing number of enemies he was accumulating, but he was also aware that no one would dare to test him, out of pure fear of his overpoweredness. They weren't wrong to be afraid of Jimin, although he /was/ a prince in a peaceful country and did live in the Magical Realm most his life, he wasn't all that peaceful. Once he'd finished university he'd moved in with Hoseok in the Demon Realm to cultivate his skills and legally practice his dark magic. It wasn't long before he realized his biological makeup gave him access to basically every single type of magic and that's when the sadistic Jimin was born. He began testing the limits of his powers, doing things that were far beyond just illegal back in the Magical Realm. Eventually, he started using his powers in all three Realms, breaking nearly every law because he knew the council didn't hold enough power to stop him. It was sick and twisted how powerful he was.
He had accidentally started the witch trials during his phase where he started burning hunters for fun and somehow caused the humans to believe he was hunting witches.

Needless to say, once Jungkook handed him the note with the hunter's name, it took him about two minutes to find her.

After intricately making up a back story as to how exactly they got this girl's name and location, Tae and a few other cops brought her in. She'd been in processing for the past half hour and Tae was itching to get in the interrogation room.

Taehyung and Yoongi stroll up to Jungkook's desk, enthralled in an already going conversation, "I gotta say, this whole otherworldly crime-solving is really tickling my fancy. I think I want this to be my main job" Yoongi smiles all gummy.

Yoongi had finally come to terms with the whole ‘Demon' situation. After another sit down consisting of further explanation and a lot of alcohol, he started to settle with the fact that life is just gonna have to be weirder now. Following his revelation, it became kind of fun, he started helping Tae on his case to get more insight on all the magic stuff he was missing out on and they were having an absolute blast doing it.

"It's fun, right? It's like…. Supernatural detective work" Taehyung says in an announcer's voice.

Yoongi gasps, "…Supernatural crime fighters?"

Taehyung sits down on Jungkook's desk, "Oh my God yes. We solve cases that normal people can't explain"

Jungkook makes up his face, twiddling with his pen, "Which part of this is the supernatural part?"

Yoongi cocks his head to the side, Taehyung squints waiting for the rest of Jungkook's joke but he doesn't say anything.
"Are we kidding?"

Jungkook lifts an eyebrow, putting down his pen, "No?"

"Jungkook you're a three-hundred-year-old dragon, that doesn't classify as supernatural to you?"

He shakes his head, "I feel pretty natural"

"Okay, so what would you say is Supernatural?" Yoongi asks, pulling up a chair.

"Ghosts are supernatural, haunted shipwrecks, zombies, mummies, flesh-eating parasites from space, I don't know that kind of stuff." Jungkook answers rather quickly, as if this should have all been obvious from the start, "I'm just a regular guy I don't understand what's so supernatural about me"

Taehyung points to the top of his own head, circling his crown with his hand and then making flappy motions with his arms.
Jungkook pulls his lips in a thin line, looking at Taehyung dumbly, "Having horns makes me something that people can't explain?"

Yoongi nods largely, "Slightly, yes"

"No, having horns makes me something /you/ can't explain, but where I'm from, having horns is like having green eyes, happens all the time. Therefore, it's perfectly natural, just not for your species."

"I hate when he gets all ‘I know more about the world then you do because I'm old and magical'" Tae rolls his eyes

"Stop saying I'm old I'm not even 250 yet, I'm a kid"

Taehyung looks at Yoongi then back at Jungkook, "Do you," he waves his hands toward the demon, "do you like, hear yourself? Because I'm 23" he slices his hands through the air in a cutting motion, "like JUST 23"

"That's great babe" Jungkook smiles fondly

Taehyung scoffs, "If you're a kid, what am I?"

"23"
Taehyung deflates, giving up altogether.
"I mean 23 here would I guess be the equivalent to like 300 in my life span, around the same age as Jimin so you're old"

"You're saying I'm older than you" Taehyung smiles smugly

Jungkook laughs at him like, actually laughs at him, like a bullying kind of laugh, "You're 23, I'm 235. This isn't a competition you can win. I was roaming the streets when your ancestors were multiplying"

Taehyung thinks for a second, "235 years is not that long. It's like 4 generations"

"9 but you were close"

Yoongi sits up, folding his arms, "What do you even do for 235 years? Don't you get bored"

"Not really, my concept of time is just different from yours." He looks down scrunching his nose while he tries to find an analogy to help explain, "Okay" He says definitively, "For you 7 months is like a long time but not too long that you forget some days, for me, my 7 months would be like 8 or 9-ish years"
Both humans look hurt by this information, neither of them saying anything, just looking at Jungkook with small grimaces.
"Okay… I'm getting the feeling you're not liking my answer"

Taehyung swings his feet, ”So… if 7 months is so short for you how come you became obsessed with me within a week?"

“It’s not that it’s short, it’s just not long. Besides, have you met you? Doesn't take long to realize you're worth getting obsessed over"

Yoongi nods his head in agreement and Jungkook gives him a look that could kill.

Taehyung sniffs, finding it'd be better if he just stays silent and looks at his /very nice/ shoes until this heat he's feeling passes. Which, apparently, isn't long because soon a cop is walking up and telling them the suspect is ready for questioning in room 4.

~

It's safe to say the questioning wasn't going so well. They'd been going at it for 30 minutes now and all they've got out of her is that she indeed does know Eugene and that she's a royal bitch with an attitude.

"Listen here witch bitch, you've got exactly" Tae checks his non-existent watch, "2 minutes until I go hocus pocus on your ass"

The girl sitting across the table clicks her tongue, "Puh-lease, I'd rather be charred to a crisp than be identified as a /witch/"

"Be careful what you wish for because I can arrange that"

"Right, is that supposed to scare me?" She shifts her menacing scowl towards Yoongi leaning against the wall, "You're cops, you can't hurt me"

"Hmm, you're not wrong. Maybe my friend Jimin can give you a stern talking-to instead" Taehyung grins devilishly

The girl's eyes go wide, meeting Taehyung's stare with disbelief written all over her face, "…Is /he/ how you found me? He's a psychopath, you know that right? He fucks with… people like me, just for laughs. How did two cops become friends with /him/ in the first place????"

Taehyung fiddles with the handcuff key, "Let's just say his brother and I are really good friends"

"Wait" she scoffs disgustedly, "you're the lowlife who's engaged to Jungkook aren-"

Taehyung freezes absolutely mortified that anyone who watches these tapes will now have confirmation he is in fact involved with Jungkook, "WOW, you're just gonna put that out there for every single person to know, thank you!"

She pulls on her handcuffs keeping her tied to the table, dropping them with a huff when they don't relent, "I feel bad, maybe you could've been something, but you're throwing your life and your people away to be with that thing who couldn't care less about our kind. it's so tragic when good people get entangled with monsters like him"

"Woooah, slow your roll, speedy. I don't know where you're going with this, Jungkook is an absolute Angel, wouldn't hurt a fly. You, however, are being accused of two cold-blooded murders in the first degree"

"Not like that's anywhere close to a fraction of his body count" she laughs lowly

"Are you admitting to murdering that couple?" Yoongi cuts in

"I mean if the shoe fits, but you have no shoe to even try to fit. This would never hold up, you have no substantial evidence, not even enough to keep me here."

Yoongi takes a few steps closer, "Are you admitting to murdering, Mark and Hannah Wilder?" he repeats.

"I can't say I recall anyone by those names" she rolls her eyes

Taehyung's subconscious urges him to leave already, and he doesn't argue, getting up and heading to the door,

"How about we leave and give you some time to think about it, maybe you'll remember something" Yoongi says dryly, following Taehyung out.

"Marrying one of them makes you just as bad, just as dirty" the girl comments before the door shuts behind them.

"Bitch" Tae spits

"Racist bitch" Yoongi adds, "How are we getting her locked up?"

"I don't know, but we have to keep her in custody for as long as we can until I find a way to put her behind bars. If not, there's always option two, and option two is soundin real nice after all that shit that rolled out of her mouth"

The door to the viewing room clicks, a head popping out.
Taehyung sighs heavily, "Jungkook fix your face, what's wrong?"

"She said mean things to you" Jungkook frowns, standing in the door.

Taehyung gives him an annoyed stare, "Suspects always say mean things to me, you know that, you're just all bothered because it involved you"

"You didn't deny being engaged to me" Jungkook smiles a little

"Yeah, about that" Yoongi starts from beside Tae

"What? We're not engaged, I just wasn't going to explain myself to a murderer" Tae shrugs

Yoongi and Jungkook look at each other.

Taehyung waves his left hand in the air glaring at the two of them, "Do you see anything there?? No, because no one's getting married"

 

~

Taehyung's front door flies open, Jungkook stumbling through with heavy steps.
"All I'm saying is, if the world was ending, obviously, I'd pick you. With your little lizard trick, I'd have a much better shot at surviving. Buuuut, if I want to go get frozen yogurt, I'd pick Yoongi because you choose the worst flavors" Taehyung justifies from on Jungkook's back.

Jungkook kicks the door closed behind him, "I don't care what you're saying, I never agreed to share you with your other boyfriend"

"Well get used to it, my little gremlin" Tae coos pulling his ears

"Get off my back, I'm over you" Jungkook grumbles trying to shake him off

Taehyung goes limp, making his body even heavier, "Put me to bed" he groans into Jungkook's ear.

"No, walk there yourself"

Tae chuckles into his neck, "That's not what I meant"

Jungkook tries to shake him off with a greater force, holding back the smile when Taehyung holds on for dear life and starts to go ‘weee'.

"You replaced me and now I'm too sad to even be here"

"I didn't replace you, you drama queen. You're still here aren't you?" Taehyung laughs, pulling Jungkook's head in a circle by his horns.

"I was supposed to be your partner in crime" Jungkook whines, the slouch from his sulking causes Taehyung to slip, pulling Jungkook's whole head back by accident because he didn't let go of his horns, "You're going to break my fucking neck" he rolls his eyes.

"Sorry" Tae snorts letting go

Jungkook gives him an annoyed grunt, propping him back up to a more comfortable position on his back, "You're like an annoying pre-teen"

Taehyung gasps, "That's extremely offensive take it back!"

"No, you deserved it" he jabs

Taehyung presses his head to the back of Jungkook's, "This is sadder than Bridge to Terabithia"

"Bridge to what?"

Tae snaps his head up, nearly twisting Jungkook's head clean off with how fast he yanks his head to the side to look at him, "You've never seen Bridge to Terabithia?!?!??!?!???!?"

"That's it" Jungkook drops his legs, "Take two steps back from me if you're going to keep attempting to snap my neck"

Taehyung shakes his shoulders, "You've never seen it????" he screeches.

"No, I've never seen it- stop jumping in my face"

"Oh my God let's watch it right now" Taehyung yells, climbing onto Jungkook

Jungkook squirms around pushing Taehyung off every time he hangs off him, "Stop I'm not carrying you"

"Carry me" Tae whines, slipping down Jungkook like he's melting

"No"

"Carry me"

"Ugh you're so annoying" he gives in, bending down and picking Tae up off the floor. Tae locks his legs around the demon with a cheeky smile, latching onto him like a koala.

"Bring me to my room" Tae smiles into his neck

"You're so bossy" Kook nags.

"/you're so bossy/" Tae mocks in a high voice

"I'll drop you"

Taehyung laughs, bringing his face in front of Jungkook's and completely blocking his view.

"Move your face, I can't see"

Tae pouts, not moving, "You know the way"

"Move, big head"

"We're almost there"

"I can't see where the door is"

Taehyung runs both hands through Jungkook's hair, "You're doing so good"

Jungkook cracks an exasperated laugh, "You're the most unhelpful person I know"

"Thank you" Tae smiles connecting their mouths.

They manage to make it through the door but the rest is kind of rocky. Jungkook bumps into almost every piece of furniture in the room trying to get to Tae's bed. Tripping on the dog bed, sending them plummeting to the bed is what finally breaks them apart cackling.

Taehyung sits up on top of Jungkook still laughing but also unbuckling his belt.

"What about bridge to tuberculosis?" Jungkook snorts

Taehyung pauses then starts rebuckling his belt, "Oh my God you're right"

"No no no," Jungkook argues sitting up and kissing down Tae's jaw

Tae angles his head to the side, giving Jungkook more space to roam down his neck, "Yes yes yes, it'll be great" he tries to convince him

"No, come back" Jungkook groans when Tae pulls away.

Taehyung gets up, going for his pajamas, "But now I'm thinking about it and it's going to make me all sad and no one wants sad sex so we have to watch it"

 

They end up cuddling together under the blankets to watch the movie. It isn't very eventful, Taehyung continuously reacts as if he's never seen the movie before and Jungkook doesn't seem all that invested. With him mindlessly playing with Taehyung's hair and kissing his face every now and then, sometimes just plain staring at him all dopey for 2 minutes straight. It honestly looks like he's just having a great time being in the human's presence. Until /the/ scene, and Jungkook is suddenly alert and fully submerged in the movie.

"Wait she just dies?" He spits, appalled.

"Yeah" Tae answers sadly

"Why?" Jungkook croaks

Taehyung gives him a sympathetic look, "Cause that's how the movie was written, Kook"

"That's so… shitty"
Jungkook's voice cracks a bit and Taehyung looks at him all sad,
"I know, it's super shitty"

"What the fuck?" Jungkook whispers a tear falling, "Why would you make me watch this? Does she come back to life?"

"No, she's just dead"

"What the fuck man" Jungkook starts to tear up, "That's the most unnecessary character death ever created. Fuck the writers, fuck the producers, fuck the directors, fuck you for putting me in this scenario, what the fuck"

Tae rubs his back, 100% understanding where he's coming from, "I know it hurts Koo just let it out"

Jungkook tries to give him a dirty look but it doesn't really work with his vision being so blurry, "You're so…. Stop encouraging this"

Taehyung flicks his chin, "It's okay you big baby. I cried too the first time"

"You say I'm a big baby but I've witnessed you uncontrollably sob more than a handful of times. So who's the real whiny bitch here?"

Taehyung's mouth drops,
‘This bitch's defense system really said Fuck you Taehyung'
"I'm trying to comfort you and you attacked me" He laughs

"I'm sorry Honeybun I'm sad" he pouts

"I can see that" Tae chuckles giving him a small kiss.

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~
It had been a whole three weeks since they released Miss witch bitch and it had been a whole three weeks without any leads what so ever.
Jimin was pretty confused by all the fuss. He told Tae countless times that he could just create evidence and give it to him or plain kill her if he asked. But Tae wanted to do this the old-fashioned way, he wanted to really feel the victory.

Jungkook on the other hand just wanted the case closed so Tae would stop hanging out with Yoongi so much.

Taehyung and Jungkook were… making progress, relationship-wise. Jungkook was fully declaring Tae his fiancé to the whole world, while Tae was still… figuring out how to express his feelings.

Sleepovers became a regular thing. Whether it was at Tae's or Jungkook's or his new favorite, Jimin's which was genuinely a real sleepover.

They'd currently just had a sleepover at Kooks. It was a full-blown slumber party, including Jimin and Hobi.

 

"It's simple you just have to imagine air surrounding the flame and then it'll look like a fireball" Jimin instructions, cupping Hoseok's hands tighter together.

"Sure, it's simple for you but I don't have air bending" Hoseok frowns

"Fucking avatar" Jungkook mumbles from his couch where he's laying on Taehyung's lap while the younger ties bows on his horns.

"Just alter the composition of some of the air in the flame into carbon dioxide and then push the flame inwards! It's really not that hard, you don't need air powers" Jimin huffs losing his patience.

"I understood like two parts of that" Hoseok grunts

Jimin shuts Hoseok's hands together, causing the flame in them to turn to a grey smoke, "You need to fully understand your powers to hone them properly"

"Okay, Headmaster" Taehyung chuckles.

"I bet I could do it" Jungkook challenges sitting up

"No, I'm working here" Taehyung scolds, pulling him back down by tugging the curved part of his horns, "Besides, can't you not use your powers unless you go dinosaur?"

"He can still use his fire powers after he shifts" Jimin answers for him. Not really paying much attention to them because he's trying to carefully hand Hoseok a fireball he just made.

"If Taehyung keeps yanking my head around I'm going to have brain damage" Jungkook crosses his arms.

"I do not yank it around!"

Jungkook drops his mouth open wide, "You pull my horns so hard I get whiplash. Sometimes I'm sure you don't remember my name the way your first instinct to get my attention is grabbing me by the head"

"You're being extra"

"No, he's totally right. I've seen it, it's terrifying" Hobi confirms.

"The other day he used my horns like joysticks to bob my head up and down when I was sucking his dick. I had to laugh because what the fuck?" Jungkook laughs, turning onto his stomach.

Taehyung covers his mouth laughing, "Okay but do you know what it's like to feel someone have a laughing fit on your dick? Feels kinda good can't lie, but that shit was funny so I had to start laughing too." Jungkook snorts into Tae's lap, "And then we were just there laughing with my dick in his mouth" Tae wheezes.

Jimin gags, "I absolutely hate hanging out with you guys"

Jungkook turns his head upwards, "Nothing beats the time Tae was fucking into me so hard the bed was creaking and the headboard was hitting the wall and he slows down and says, ‘Why did that sound like the beat to Hollaback girl' I fucking cried" he laughs harder.

"I swear it sounded like that" Tae laughs, tears forming

Jungkook nods, "It kind of did that's the worst part" he chokes, laughing and coughing at the same time.

 

Hobi dares to look over at them, nearly throwing up from all this sharing, "I wish it were illegal for you guys to have sex because this is just…"

 

"We have so much fun during sex" Taehyung dries his eyes

"We really do" Jungkook agrees "We should make a movie"

Taehyung bursts out laughing again, "You mean like porn???"

Jungkook cracks up, suddenly realizing that's exactly what porn is, "It'd be porn with comedy"

"No, it'd be porn with bad jokes and us laughing at inappropriate times"

"I'd watch that"

"Of course /you'd/ watch it, anyone who dares to say ‘here she comes' before inserting their dick in my ass would watch that"

"Nope. I can't" Hoseok fizzles out the fireball he's tending, "Jimin, just take away my hearing. Please just do it. I never want to hear anything ever again"

"If I have to suffer, you have to suffer" Jimin pats his shoulder

 

Tae's phone beeps, he pulls it out, smiling devilishly when he reads the text, "I've gotta go Yoongi's got something for me". He moves his phone out of the way looking down at the disappointed demon on his lap, "I guess you're staying".
In Jungkook's shifted form he can't conceal his demon parts from people, which means he can't enter the Human Realm until after the shift wears off.

"When do we get to meet Yoongi" Jimin whines

"When I'm sure he won't pee his pants upon laying his eyes on your unreal beauty" Tae smiles.

Jimin hugs himself all giggly, "Stop it! Flattery will get you everywhere" He shifts his focus to Jungkook, voice going flat, "Get up Kook, you shouldn't have shifted if you wanted to be a helicopter boyfriend"

Jungkook huffs, moving off Tae and sitting beside him, "Go then if you're going" he looks off to the side as if this doesn't bother him at all

Taehyung rolls his eyes, "Okay" He waits a few seconds, expecting Jungkook to kiss him before he leaves, "I'm going" he shakes his head.

"Have fun with him" Jungkook sneers, grabbing his neck and kissing him possessively, "Bye" he adds going back to his unbothered front.

"Bye," Tae chuckles. He gives Jungkook a little kiss on the cheek before getting up heading to the corner of the room, "Bye guys, don't burn down the house" he calls behind him, stepping through the mirror.

Yes, the mirror. Turns out Jimin's little infatuation with charming mirrors ran deeper than Tae initially thought.
The day Taehyung came home to Jimin balancing on a stool while struggling to nail a floor-length mirror into the wall, hammer in hand, he knew he was in for it. When he walked in further to ask what exactly Jimin thought he was doing and saw the second new mirror at the end of the hall he lost it. It took two hours for Jimin to convince him they weren't surveillance cameras but doors to the Demon Realm.

He /says/ the doors only allow Tae to pass through but he's convinced that's a load of horse shit and Jimin just wanted easier access 24/7. And that's not just empty suspicion, he saw Yeontan jump through the door from Jimin's house, he SAW it. And Yeontan had the audacity to walk right past him, greeting him in his deep voice with a ‘Good evening Taehyung' as if he hadn't just casually stepped through a portal from another dimension.

 

"Oh hello Yoon" Tae smiles, fully stepping out of the mirror and into his living room

Yoongi sits there frozen on the couch, the chip he was raising to his mouth entering at a much slower speed.

"Been waiting long?" He asks nonchalantly, rocking back and forth on his feet.

"Do all your mirrors do that?" Yoongi asks munching.

"No, just this one and the one at the end of the hall" Tae shrugs

"Where do they go?"

"Let's get into that another time, what'd you have for me?"

"Uhhhh" Yoongi stutters, head all over the place, "Witch bitch, another murder, a witness saw someone who matches her description."

Tae steps closer, "Wait, another murder? What's the draw up?"

"Homicide, teenager, same M.O" Yoongi recounts mindlessly

"Same M.O? You mean burnt after death, ritual circle M.O?"

Yoongi nods, eating another chip.

"Are you saying she's /working/ with a fire demon? That really doesn't make any sen- OH MY FUCKING GOD DUH" He slaps his forehead, "Hold on"

He turns around, sticking his head through the mirror, "Hey Jimin?"

Jimin hums a reply, too busy mutating Jungkook's couch to look over.

"Can mages use fire powers?" Tae asks, furrowing his eyebrows at the fluffy tail sprouting from the back of the couch.
"Yes, if they have an object infused with fire energy" Jimin answers robotically, pulling his arms apart slowly, making the couch stretch with it.

"…Thanks" Tae pulls his head out of the mirror, urging his brain to forget what he just saw, "I think I've figured it out"

Yoongi throws out his hand to the mirror, "Tae you've gotta explain the mirror thing"

"Witch bitch is setting up the murders to look like it's a demon killing people. She's trying to frame someone! A fire demon I'm betting" Tae waves his hands in front of him, voice high.

"Why would she go to such lengths to frame someone who doesn't even live in this Realm?" Yoongi shakes the chip bag in front of him

"I don't know she's a racist bitch, why does she do any of the stuff she does?" Tae scrunches his nose

"Well, we can't just waltz into the place and point fingers with no evidence" Yoongi folds the chip bag closed, "How do we turn this theory into fact and then how do we turn that fact into a more believable one"

"Easy, witness points her out in a lineup, we get her in an interrogation room again, get her to talk and if she doesn't we call in the big guns, Jimin"

"Wow I'll finally get to meet the myth himself"

"You'll probably fall in love, he's so pretty it's scary" Taehyung winces.

Yoongi lays back in the couch, "Love that for me"

"Are you coming with?" Tae asks picking up his badge off the coffee table

"Nah I've got an unsub rundown in an hour" Yoongi yawns out

"Okay, there's pizza in the fridge if you get hungry"

~

 

Bad ideas weren't always /bad/ ideas. Obviously, they were still ideas that weren't the best but sometimes they panned out nicely.

Taehyung was hoping this would be one of those times.

His eyed witness had gone MIA, cops were going to show up at her place in case the killer decided to tie up loose ends and honestly Taehyung was growing weary. Showing up at his friendly neighborhood hunter's house just seemed like a feasible option.

But now standing outside this oddly modern house, he feels like he can hear Jungkook calling him a dumbfuck. A stupid, reckless, dumbfuck. But honestly, it's not like he can't take care of himself, he's got his gun and backups only a call away if things start to look sketchy.

He walks up the stone path, this girl was oddly into geometrical bushes for someone who thought she was the apex species.

No car, probably no one home.

Or she could just not have a car.

The front door's probably not the best option, but the gate to the backyard doesn't look locked.

Bingo. He closes it gently behind him.

What is he even looking for exactly? Anything incriminating he guesses. How exactly is he going to explain away trespassing? Hopefully, that part comes to him on a whim.

Quite a garden she's got growing back here, there are all sorts of plants, flowers, shrubs. How witchy of her. There's a faint sound, like… water trickling?

It's not like she's got one of those weird fish fountains back here so what is that annoying water sound? He scans the garden over again. Nothing.
Maybe it's coming from the bushes further in?

He bends over peering into the fluffy green bushes. Oh, it's just the hose. Must've been left on by someone.

His eyes narrow, ‘No one just leaves their water running'

"Looking for something?"

Ugh her voice is even more annoying then he remembered,
"Nope just browsing" he answers not turning around.

"The daffodils are in bloom, you should check them out they're quite lovely"

Taehyung straightens up, turning around, "I'm fine, thanks"

"Alone today, detective?"
"That I am. Not here as a detective though, just Taehyung."

The mage's eyes seem to fog over with something akin to amusement or satisfaction. Whatever it was it was creepy,
"It's not very safe to trespass property, just Taehyung. You have no idea who might be lurking"

"Are you-" Taehyung turns his head both ways, pointing to himself, "Are you trying to scare me??? Because that was a very lame attempt"

The girl takes a step forward, fire building at her fingertips by her side.
Taehyung glances at the flames then back at her, "Yeah…. This isn't for me" He chuckles reaching for the bucket he noticed before by the hose. He grabs it when his hand brushes against it, dropping the hose inside.

"What's your plan throw a bucket of water on me?" She sniggers taking another step forward.

Taehyung gives her the stupidest most annoyed look, "Are you dumb, like actually? What goes on in your head? I don't even know how you've managed to get by in life with that thing in there never helping you" He spits pointing at her head.

He reaches for what he thinks and hopes is a mint shrub, pulling a few leaves off dumping them in the filled bucket. He kicks the hose out, looking up at the girl with a grin.

"If that's what I think it is then you better take a step back or I'll light you up" she threatens, flames intensifying.

Taehyung grimaces, "There it is again. Like what's not clicking????? You could kill me and I'd just be brought back and I'd kill you so… where are you going with this????" He kicks the bucket over with an eye roll, "Howl" He singsongs.

In the same moment out of pure reflex, the hunter throws fire at the foot kicking over the bucket, terror flooding over when she thinks about who ‘howl' might be.

She nearly misses. Nearly. The flame hits the grass but scorches Tae's big toe, going straight through the shoe.

There's no way magical fire was like regular fire because that shit hurt like a bitch. He stumbles back, losing his footing and falling on his ass.

"Who the hell taught you that??" Jimin shouts, towering over Taehyung, drenched in water.

The hunter inhales sharply, flames immediately going out and her posture shrinking inwards.
Jimin jumps in the air, her gasp startling him more than it should have. He spins around, wet purple hair flinging water everywhere, "Who the fuck is this?"

"Hunter" Tae enlightens him, grabbing his foot

Jimin’s voice goes cold "You're the racist bitch?"

"W-" She starts but doesn't get to finish because as soon as the first syllable leaves her mouth, Jimin's arms out and she's frozen solid, like ice sculpture frozen solid.

"Oh no" Jimin pouts, "I didn't actually mean to do that, I just freaked out because I didn't know what she was gonna say and I was thinking about how my ice cream at home was melting and then BAM icy pop" He sighs

"Care to heal the foot, Jack frost" Taehyung grumbles

"Huh?" Jimin turns around, making a hum of understanding when he sees Taehyung's half-burnt off shoe and bleeding toe, he waves his hand at it, fixing the shoe.

"Did you just fix my fucking shoe and not my severed limb?!?!?" Taehyung bellows incredulously

"It's not severed" Jimin scoffs, "You kind of deserve it for using that cheap water trick, you could've /called/. I don't have a spare phalange in my pocket I can't just do healing magic like that. Bare it."

Taehyung crosses his arms, nodding towards icicle girl, "She dead?"

"N-" Jimin pauses, glancing at the girl again with a squint and a head tilt, "No? Can't say for certain if I froze her insides or turned them to ice so I'm really unsure"

"Fair"

"What's the plan?" Jimin asks taking a seat on the grass opposite Tae

"I don't know Chim I'm kind of over it." He shrugs, "I know she's the killer but I can't prove that according to human law."

"True" Jimin nods, pulling some grass out of the ground and changing it's color while he thinks, "What if I got you that evidence you need that'll make you being here look less sus and then we bring her in. I could work my charms make sure that she cooperates and gives you a nice little confession. Could probably threaten to expose her to the council for breaking Human Magic laws"

"After our little barbeque sesh, I really couldn't care less how we do it, she just needs to go away" Tae leans back resting his body weight on his arms.
"Great!" Jimin claps his hands "But we gotta do it now because Jungkook will be back to normal and popping up in about 4 hours and if ice princess isn't in police custody by then he'll take one look at your foot and kill her"

Taehyung coos an ‘awe', scrunching his nose, "He's so in love with me"

Jimin raises a brow, "And are you in love with him?"

"I enjoy his presence and miss him in absence. If that's what you're asking" Tae smiles cheekily.

"Still rock solid I see"

Chapter Text

A Month later
 
“-a whole family was murdered! Does it really matter what they were eating for dinner before they were decapitated??” 
 
Taehyung props his chin up on Jungkook’s bare chest with a look of astonishment, “Of course it matters! Their plates were scraped clean yet the coroner said they had no common meals, which meeeeans, they didn't have dinner together. If they didn’t have dinner together why were their plates scraped clean??? It’s suspicious.” 
 
Jungkook huffs, voice still low and gravelly from waking up, “What’s suspicious is the fact that you woke up, in MY bed, looked me in my eyes and said ‘what if that bastard was the one who made dinner and then went all chainsaw massacre’ like who says that first thing in the morning?”
 
Tae drops his mouth open offended, “It’s a valid theory! There was no forced entry so the killer knew the victims, our murderer took them off-site for the kill, then brought the maimed bodies back to the house to play interior decorator. It screams angry chef!” he rolls himself off the demon, laying on his side beside him. 
 
“I know, it’s a great theory babe but can’t you at least say good morning before we go all true crime.” Jungkook reaches to pull him closer but Taehyung’s pointed finger shooting up in a shushing manner, stops him. 
 
“The part that’s really bending me backwards is the murder weapon.” Tae contemplates, shooing the hands coming for him away. 
 
“I’d like to bend you backwards.” Jungkook wiggles his brows with a sly grin.
 
The comment doesn’t even reach the other boy, “If the murderer was a culinary genius then why did they use a high-grade power tool? That saw was at least 18 grand, no regular person just has a tool like that laying around. Even if you work in construction, that saw is more of a trophy, you wouldn’t use it, so where does that leave me.” 
 
Jungkook plops his body onto Tae with a loud whine, “Pay attention to me”
 
Taehyung wraps his arms around him, hugging him tight even though the weight on him was close to collapsing his bone structure, “I am, you're helping me think”
 
“How? You’re just ranting and ignoring me” Jungkook grumbles into his neck
 
“Your body heat is keeping me warm”
 
“So, I’m a glorified heat pad” he scoffs
 
Tae kisses his ear with a smile, “Exactly”
 
“I don’t think I like having sleepovers with you” He pushes himself up onto his elbows, moving to get off Tae but the human stops him, pulling his chin down and kissing him agonizingly slow. He pulls back with a nibble on Jungkook’s bottom lip,
“Good morning bub” he breathes into his mouth.
 
Jungkook hums contently, “Never mind I love having sleepovers with you.” He leans forward to capture Tae’s lips in his, “Come here let me bend you backwards.”
 
Tae stops him with a hand to the chest, “No we have to go”
 
The amusement is wiped clear off the demon’s face, “Pardon?” 
 
“I have too much on my mind let’s go to the lab, the test results should be coming in soon.”
 
Jungkook pauses in disbelief, “But it’s Saturday”
 
Taehyung mirrors his look of confusion, “So? Who said we can’t work on Saturdays?”
 
“Me! I said!” Jungkook exclaims in a whiny tone.
 
“Sociopaths don't take days off and neither do we” Tae points out 
 
“You are a sociopath so-” His insults cut off by Taehyung throwing him onto his side of the bed and getting up, “Hey!” 
 
Taehyung ignores him, pulling on some pants with a roll of his eyes when he sees Jungkook getting comfy in the corner of his eye, “Get up we gotta go!!” 
 
“No call Jimin and bring him instead” Jungkook groans throwing a pillow over his head.
 
Taehyung sits on top of him, “Noooo you’re my crime-fighting partner come on!!” He shakes the body under the blankets.
 
“I’m staying in bed”
 
Taehyung grunts impatiently. “I will suck the soul out of your dick when we get back can we just please go!”
 
Jungkook sits up so fast he knocks Taehyung right off him, “Time to get up!” 
 
Taehyung watches him stumble out of the bed with a shake of his head, “Trash. You’ll do it for head but won’t do it for the boy you love.”
 
The demon looks up at him, eyes flashing red from his emotions spiking in playfulness, “Who said I L-word you?”
 
“Your eyes every time you look at me”. 
The statements pretty obvious already with the way Jungkook blushes from being caught red-handed or red-eyed in this case, but still, 
“Trash. Maybe I’m just looking at you like that because I wanna fuck? You don’t know me” The defense is weak especially considering how much deeper his blush is growing. 
 
“You’re so fucking annoying” Taehyung laughs at him, with nothing but love behind the insult.
 
Jungkook hightails to the bathroom almost tripping over himself in his haste, “Get out of bed, Justice awaits!”
 
~
 
“Good morning Taehyung” Joon smiles from beneath his coffee mug.
 
“Morning Joonie” Taehyung smiles back, accepting the cup of coffee one of the cooks offers him.
 
Joon closes his book, setting it aside to talk to the boy, “Is my son on the roof or in his bed?” 
 
“Shower actually,” Tae leans against the massive island Namjoon’s sat at, “but he’s most likely getting out now that he noticed I’m probably talking to you”
 
“When will you tell that poor boy you won’t leave him for me” Joon shakes his head, setting down his cup.
 
“It’s too much fun” he snickers sipping his coffee, “Besides, who knows, what if one day I do leave him for you”
 
Joon rubs his temple, mentally drained, “The fact that I know you’re not kidding is what truly worries me”. He flinches, bringing another hand to his head, rubbing both temples, “Here he comes”
 
 
“Tae!!” Kook whines, barging into the room half-naked and still wet from his shower.
 
“It’s too early for this” Joon dreads tiredly.
 
“Yes?” Taehyung answers casually 
 
Jungkook stomps his feet, huffing and puffing towards Tae. 
Taehyung turns back to Namjoon, “Do you know this five-year-old?”
 
“Can’t say I do”
 
“Guuuyyyyssss” Kook shakes Tae by the waist, “This is a gang up!”
 
Tae laughs closing Jungkook’s silk robes so he isn’t flashing the staff, “It’s not a gang up Kook, we just have a connection” 
 
“Oh God” Namjoon mumbles from behind them.
 
Jungkook looks desperate, “/We don’t/ have a connection???”
 
Tae flicks his chin, “Now you’re just putting words in my mouth” 
 
Jungkook throws his head back “I heard you threatening to leave me!” he grumbles.
 
Tae cackles, “I did not do anything like that”
 
Joon puts his mug in the sink silently laughing at the two, “Jungkookie I promise you there is nothing and there will never be anything between us” he tries not to laugh out.
 
“Stay out of this you’re ruining my life!” Jungkook stomps
 
Namjoon rolls his eyes heading to the door, “This is what I get for bringing you into the world” 
 
“Kook stop throwing a fit come on, if anything was going on you’d probably know before me anyway” 
 
Namjoon freezes in the doorway, he stops one of the staff members carrying a stack of plates, “Tell one of the chefs to make some pancakes I don’t think this is going to end well” He gives her a wide grin, dimples on full display and heads down the corridor. 
 
“What do you mean /if/ anything was going on?” Jungkook asks flatly. Taehyung shifts, off-put by Jungkook’s sudden mood swing, “You said that with your whole chest, like something /could/ happen.”
 
Taehyung furrows his eyebrows, “Well nothing /would/ happen but I’m not clairvoyant, I don’t know”
 
“But you /want/ something to happen?” The question is so devoid of affection it sounds kind of condescending
 
“I never said that” Taehyung’s palms are sweating now. The little voice in his head is screaming at him to stop being an idiot and just tell him how he feels, but Taehyung’s not a pussy he’s not gonna back down now.
 
“Then why are you nervous?”
 
“Stop monitoring my pulse”
 
“Answer the question”
 
Tae thinks for a moment. It’s not that he’s unsure of his answer, he knows he would never leave Jungkook for his dad but that’s not the question. The question is would he want to swallow Namjoon’s nut and that’s a hard yes, soooo how does he not say that without lying?
 
“Kookie I swear I’m not leaving you for your dad” He pouts.
 
“But you wouldn’t say no if something were to happen” Jungkook points out unimpressed
 
Tae wraps his arms around Jungkook’s neck loosely, “Of course I would say no. It’s not like I want anything to happen”. Jungkook scrutinizes him like that statements hard to believe. “I’m not lying, you know that, so stop giving me that look. Nothing’s going to happen, you’re getting butt hurt for no reason”
 
Jungkook still doesn’t seem convinced, squinting his eyes at Taehyung as if it’ll help him figure out something.
 
 
“I’m yours, don’t worry about it” Taehyung leans in kissing him softly. Jungkook kisses him back for about half a second before he butts him in the head with his horns.
 
Taehyung stumbles back a few steps, glaring at Jungkook, “What are you a fucking Bull?? This is why you can’t have nice things”
 
“Leave me alone, cheater” 
 
“Cheater???” Taehyung scrunches his face 
 
“Would you like Chocolate chip pancakes or plain, Lord Jungkook?” A chef interrupts
 
Jungkook looks at him with stars in his eyes, “Chocolate chip”
 
Taehyung scoffs under his breath, “Baby” 
 
“My cheater of a boyfriend will have the same” Jungkook adds 
 
Taehyung whacks his head, “I am none of those things!”
 
 
“Sorry, my unfaithful fiancé, will be having chocolate chip pancakes as well” Jungkook glares daggers at him.
 
Taehyung smiles apologetically at the chef, nodding his head to let him know that he will, in fact, be having the chocolate chip pancakes as well.
 
When the chef excuses himself back to his cooking, the two boys look at each other, annoyance heavy in both their eyes. 
 
“Technically you can’t be unfaithful to someone you’re not dating” Tae scowls
 
“Technically you’re blatantly displaying disloyalty to the person you’re engaged to, which is worse” the demon retorts. 
 
“Just because I told you I didn’t mind letting the whole marriage rumor spread does not mean I want to get married to you”
 
Jungkook scoffs, “Last week you asked Jimin if he could make your wedding band a real mood ring” 
 
Taehyung stalks off to the dining hall, trying to hide the blush on his face by walking fast, “I could’ve just been asking that in general”
 
Jungkook’s hot on his trail, “Fine would you like me to publically break up with you then?” he snaps
 
Taehyung slows down to a stop, “Don’t be ridiculous, you have the Council gala in two weeks. You’re not gonna call a whole breakup scandal onto yourself”
 
“Try me”
 
The intense stare tells Taehyung he’s serious so Tae looks away, sitting at the table with his arms crossed, “…Okay. Whatever, do you. We aren’t really engaged so it’s not like much will change.”
 
Jungkook sits down beside him, quieter but none the less upset, “I don’t know Taehyung, if we’re not engaged and we’re NOT dating then I don’t see any reason for things to stay the same.”
 
“Taehyung?” the human questions, distaste heavy on his tongue.
 
Jungkook nods his head eyebrow raised in a ‘yes that’s exactly what I called you’ way.
 
Tae puts a hand on his thigh and frowns, “Kookie don’t be like that”
 
Jungkook shakes him off, “Be like what? This is what you get for being a pussy ass bitch” 
 
Taehyung gasps a little louder than he had anticipated, “Settle down potty mouth, get your head out of your ass. And stop fake breaking up with me, we both know you’re way too possessive to fathom breaking up with me”
 
Kook turns completely in his chair to face Taehyung, “I’m not breaking up with you Tae, you know why? Because we were never together to begin with, remember? If want me to stop then you’ll have to ask me to be your boyfriend because I’m perfectly fine with going back to a nice, calm, /platonic/ friendship”
 
Taehyung gapes, “Are you cock blocking me until I confess? Oh my gosh, this is blackmail, we’re back to square one.”
 
“It’s not blackmail babe. No one’s forcing you to date me. Take your time, or just never confess at all. It’s your choice, I’m prepared to be best friends forever.” Jungkook gives him a forced smile leaning back into his chair.
 
“Koo please” Tae whines.
 
“Please what? This is all on your shoulders now.”
 
Tae scoots his chair closer, resting his chin on Jungkook’s shoulder, “Can I have one last kiss before you exile me from my own relationship?”
 
Jungkook snorts, “Is this a relationship?” he asks, not sparing Tae a glance.
 
Taehyung purses his lips, “You sick bastard”
 
“I don’t tend to kiss my friends anyways” Jungkook smiles at him deviously.
 
“We’re not even friends!” Tae whines shaking Jungkook’s leg.
 
“You wanna be strangers then?” The demon challenges
 
Taehyung sits up straight, “Nope! Taking what I can get.” He punches Kook in the arm lightly with a painful smile, “Friends it is, /bro/”.
 
 
~
 
 
The door to the forensics lab swings open, a tall, human-looking demon strolling through, “Yoongi! My man, my main squeeze.” He booms.
 
Yoongi drops the clipboard he’s reading onto the counter, turning to Jungkook with an impatient look, “Okay what’s going on. You actually called me by my name instead of some weird version of, arch-nemesis”
 
Jungkook slaps him on the back enthusiastically, “You’re such a solid guy, kind-hearted, good-natured. A real down to earth and honest friend.” He pauses, enthusiasm draining his features and eyes going red, “But if you even look at Taehyung in a way that upsets me while we’re on this little break, I will gauge your eyes out and feed them to you in a bowl of mashed potatoes.”
 
Yoongi steps out of his space, putting a safe distance between them, “That was unnecessarily gruesome. Taehyung broke up with you huh? That’s rough man”
 
“Actually,” Jungkook sighs, “I broke up with him. We’re learning a lesson about opening up. The hard way apparently.”
 
Yoongi nods silently. “Well, like you already know, Tae has been my best friend for years. There are no unresolved feelings there.” He walks back to his clipboard picking it up and putting it under his arm, “However, that brother of yours, Jimin, aren’t they like two steps behind the same amount of coziness you and Tae display? By the way Tae talks about him I feel like that’s your real competition” Yoongi laughs to himself. But Jungkook’s not amused.
 
The demon gives him a wide, toothy, fake smile, “You are just full of joy and laughter, aren’t you? Really, a real bucket of rainbows and sunshine. I love these little talks we have, each one makes me want to impale you with a stick and roast you like a rotisserie chicken. And I mean that in the unfriendliest way possible.” Jungkook reaches his arm out opening the door without breaking eye contact with Yoongi, “Hello Taehyung” 
 
“…Hi?” Taehyung walks in, a suspicious look on his face, “What were you two in here talking about?” 
 
“Oh nothing, just how much fun we both think it is being friends with you”
 
Yoongi uses his clipboard to point at the demon “He threatened my life twice”
 
“Jungkook!” Tae exclaims giving Jungkook a disapproving stare, “Stop threatening Yoongi’s life every time I’m not looking”
 
The demon rolls his eyes, “I’ll do what I want but thanks for your unwanted input” 
 
“Why are you still upset don’t you think this is a bit overdramatic?” Tae huffs.
 
“Not upset at all. It’s just you’re not my dad and you’re not my boyfriend so stop trying to boss me around. Thanks” Jungkook snaps at him.
 
“Why are you even here anyway?” Taehyung snaps back
 
“This is my job, but you’re right, why am I here?” He opens the door to the room, standing in the threshold, “Why am I even in this realm anyways? Would you like some space? Is me being here crowding you? Maybe I’ll just go home and stay there until you’re old and wrinkly.”
 
“This isn’t overdramatic to you?” Tae exasperatedly squawks.  
 
Jungkook scowls at him and with a, “I guess I’ll just go then. Have fun solving your mysteries, asswipes” he slams the door.
 
The quietness doesn’t last long before Taehyung’s turning to Yoongi who’s wearing the same tired expression he is.
“He’s moody” Yoongi comments.
 
“Don’t get me started” Taehyung groans, dragging his hands down his face.
 
Yoongi fiddles with his clipboard, knowing the next thing he says is bound to upset Taehyung more, “Why don’t you just give in. The guy’s in love with you and you won’t even tell him you /tolerate/ him.”
 
“It doesn’t matter.” Taehyung responds immediately, “He already knows. This is all so pointless”
 
“Then why don’t you just confess?”  
 
“Because I don’t need to” Taehyung snaps in frustration, “He knows. He can still hear us right now and knows that I like him but he’s going to pretend I never said that because he wants me to say it to his face to prove a point. A point that will not be proven because I won’t say it to his face and I’ll go on with his little scheme that we’re just friends for as long as he wants because I really couldn’t care less whether he thinks he needs to hear me say it or not and if he wants to be a baby about it then that’s his problem.” 
The escalation in his jabbering makes it clear that all that was directed at Jungkook and not Yoongi and they both just stand there kind of awkwardly processing until Jungkook pops back up in the room.
 
“That was fucked up” Jungkook mumbles lowly.
 
Taehyung’s mouth goes dry, instantly feeling guilty that he went off like that, “Yeah it was kind of fucked-up I’m sorry.” Taehyung hesitantly steps in his direction, “Can we have a momentary pause in our fight so I can kiss you because I feel bad now and I didn’t mean that.”
 
Jungkook stays stalk still no emotion in his small voice, “If you feel bad then stop beating around the bush”
 
Taehyung stops, “Whyyyy, the bush is my comfort zone” he whines
 
“Then I don’t want your kiss” Jungkook flatlines.
 
Taehyung’s ears start ringing, the anxiety setting in, “Koo I’m sorry. Please?” 
 
“No. You can have your kiss when you stop being a dipshit but until then I don’t even want to be in the same room as you”
 
He doesn’t say it aggressively, doesn’t spit it out in Tae’s face, no, he says it with a crack in his voice, a furrow in his brows, a bite to his lip, his hoodie balled in his fists, complete sadness evident in his whole being and Taehyung’s stomach turns in the worse way possible. He can feel the pressure bubbling inside him and Jungkook’s cold expression is only making things worse because Tae knows he can sense him starting to freak out and Jungkook’s not doing anything about it because he’s genuinely hurt now. He opens his mouth to say something, anything but nothing comes out. He doesn’t even know how exactly they got here let alone how to fix it, so, he closes his mouth and turns his head away mumbling a small ‘kay’. 
He hears Jungkook step forward and a small part of him thinks Jungkook’s going to hug him, tell him to calm down, to breath, probably say ‘don’t have a meltdown in the forensics lab’, but he doesn’t. He seems to catch himself stepping forward and stops in his tracks, biting his lip harder before disappearing a second later.

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It wasn’t their first fight, they fought constantly. Their meaningless bickering getting taken too far too many times to keep count. But this was different. This held too much weight, it felt too much like it was a long time coming, like a very final conflict. The root of the problem was a looming issue that no one was addressing and once they poked at it, it became a ticking time bomb.

Their communication skills weren’t non-existent but they weren’t anything to rave about either. Yeah sure they were able to solve their little fights with a talk and stolen kisses but they’re also the same people who’d been dating for nearly two months now without actually having the talk about whether they’re dating or not.

 

At first Taehyung was sure Jungkook just needed some space and he’d come around eventually, but that proved to be false two days later when Tae stepped through the mirror to the demon’s room and almost got burned alive by his own sort-of-ex-boyfriend who was literally trying to melt the mirror. Although Jungkook was more pissed at Tae for almost hurting him it was obvious he was also pissed that he showed up in the first place.

They hadn’t really been on speaking terms since then. And to make matters worse Jungkook’s taken to living his life as if him and Taehyung aren’t even acquainted. Showing up at work and acting all chummy with everyone but Tae, referring to their relationship as Tae being ‘his brother’s best friend’, handling cases on his own instead of with Taehyung, he’d basically chosen to ignore Tae’s existence unless it was absolutely necessary.

 

It was driving Tae crazy. It was bad enough that he felt so lonely at home he started sleeping at Jimin’s but now he felt lonely at work too even though Jungkook was right across the room. “No no no he’s doing it again” Taehyung groans shielding his eyes from Jungkook entering the precinct charming the officers with his charisma.

 

“Just look away and don’t engage” Jimin instructs while spinning in his rolling chair beside Taehyung’s desk.

 

Tae drops his head into his paperwork, “I can’t just NOT engage look at what he’s wearing” he whines into the desk. Yoongi looks over at him from his parallel desk with concern, “I can’t tell if you’re complaining to me or to the void”.

 

Taehyung points his thumb beside him, “I’m talking to Jimin but he’s hiding because he has a crush on you” he groans annoyed. Jimin stops spinning his chair abruptly, “Don’t tell him that!!!”

 

Yoongi laughs lightly, “I haven’t even met him, there’s really nothing to worry about”

 

“He’s so thoughtful” Jimin sighs dreamily, “Tell him he’s the perfect man. No! tell him he’s the perfect man for me.”

 

Taehyung lifts his head squinting at Jimin, “I’m not telling him jackshit why don’t you just talk to him yourself?” He hisses. Jimin gets up from his chair, ignoring Tae’s hostility and pushing his chair beside Yoongi’s instead, peering into his coffee cup and refilling it with his magic. “Really now you’re being creepy too?” Taehyung scoffs.

 

Yoongi shakes his head reaching for his mug to finish the last of his coffee but does a double-take when he sees the white mug full, a light steam fanning out from it. He pauses for a second then grins, “Thanks Jimin” he mumbles bringing the mug to his mouth.

Jimin swoons, kicking his feet out and spinning his chair again. Taehyung’s about to expose him but then he catches a glimpse of movement in the corner of his eye. Particularly coming from the direction of Jungkook’s desk. He tries to calm down and not give himself away from his heart racing but his attempt is frugal. Jungkook reaches his desk with the only emotion on his face being indifference, he stares at Taehyung who’s staring right back and him and doesn’t say anything.

Their staring quickly becomes too tense, dampening the atmosphere of the room and Jimin scolds himself for taking a peak into their thoughts. The color of their emotions and the texture of their negative thoughts were melting together into some sort of sludge-like consistency that sounded like rusty metal scraping against each other. In all of the 8 seconds Jimin spent in their heads he concluded that he was never stepping in again if they were to ever get in another fight like this, those 8 seconds were enough to traumatize him. He exits his blank and looks over at Yoongi who had completely given up on the couple and gone back to working on his computer. The witch almost envies his simple, non-magical nature. He almost lowers the veil he put up to hide himself just to compliment the human on his ability to not meddle but he chickens out last second and materializes a notepad instead quickly scribbling something out and casually slipping it on Yoongi’s desk.

When Yoongi doesn’t seem to notice the note, Jimin blows a little wind into his hair to get his attention. The obviously misplaced breeze sends a shiver up Yoongi’s spine and he instinctively looks around. When he doesn’t see anything, he looks back at his desk and sees the note, he picks it up, laughing quietly at the invisible witch’s cheekiness. He looks up at the two still drilling holes into each other and smirks, “If you two like looking at each other so much why don’t you figure out your shit and stop staining the air with tension.”

 

Taehyung gives him a warning look, “What? Maybe if you just apologized you wouldn’t be so uncomfortable right now.” Yoongi points at him, Jimin cackles beside him.

“You two are just made for one another aren’t you” Tae sneers, the insult is taken more as an observation to Jimin who starts freaking out over how Yoongi is the perfect man again.

 

Jungkook drops some files onto Tae’s desk with a thud, “Here” he says in his deeply uninterested voice.

 

Taehyung looks up at him with big eyes, “Thanks Koo” he frowns.

 

Jungkook crosses his arms and Taehyung really tries not to watch the way his arm muscles flex in his /very/ form-fitting tee or how his badge hangs around his neck and on his chest in the best way or his floppy hair covering some of his eyes because he’s looking down at Tae. Jungkook doesn’t say anything about Tae eyeing him though just continues staring with a blank expression, “Detective.” he nods stepping back and returning to his desk.

 

“That’s so embarrassing for you” Yoongi winces, turning towards where Jimin’s sitting but still looking at Tae across him. “He called you ‘detective’ not even ‘Taehyung’. You’ve created a monster” He gasps in fake disbelief, “If he starts burning cities it’ll be your fault”.

Jimin nods in agreement, scooting his chair arm to arm with Yoongi’s, “Yeah he didn’t even react when you called him Koo and he LOVES being called Koo”. It’s almost like the two are incapable of reading Taehyung’s body language and shutting up because they just keep going. “I really thought he was gonna say you guys should talk or something but he came here to give you processing papers,” Jimin grimaces, “he's treating you like a- a... a colleague. That’s so cold”

 

“Don’t you think you should just talk to him…” Yoongi frowns, “I feel like things are just getting worse and the longer you wait… well” He continues in a careful tone.

 

“Yeah he HATES you” Jimin shakes his head.

 

“I know that Jimin thank you” Taehyung snaps at him. “You guys are the worst, absolute fucking monsters like I know all of this thank you for cutting my wounds deeper”

 

“He’s right you know, it’s been over a week why don’t you just end everyone’s suffering and apologize?” Yoongi shrugs.

 

“I can’t just apologize” Tae sulks, “…he really hates me and I get why. I don’t even know what to say I’m too- WAIT! What do you mean ‘he’s right’? Can you hear Jimin?”.

 

Yoongi laughs awkwardly and turns to look Jimin right in the eye, to which Jimin yelps and rolls his chair a good meter away, “How long could you see me?” He gasps with wide eyes.

 

“Uh…. After Tae said we were made for each other you squealed a ‘I know aren’t we’ and I guess you lost focus because I could see you after that.” He smiles softly at Jimin, “I didn’t think you wanted me to see you so I didn’t comment”.

 

“Perfect man” Jimin mumbles under his breath.

 

“Who you? Because you are quite literally the definition of the perfect man, I’ve honestly never seen anyone as heavenly as you” Yoongi says it so casually as if he wasn’t straight flirting with the witch right to his face upon first encounter that it takes a second for Jimin to process what he just heard before he’s making weird strangled sounds. Taehyung is deeply amused by this, even going so far as to hold back all the teasing jokes he could lay on them right now. Jimin however, was not handling it well. The space around his body had gone zero gravity making his hair and clothes float and his skin was emanating a shimmering-glittery-sand-like-rainbow-colored substance that was just falling to the floor around him.

 

“What is going on?” Yoongi asks mouth wide in amusement.

Tae coos clutching his heart, “I think he’s blushing!”

 

“Oh God what did you do to him?” Jungkook huffs marching over, “Chim go home you’re gonna get your feelings everywhere” he groans carefully stepping around the growing pile of glitter and sparkles on the floor.

 

“FEEELINGS” Tae pouts, “his feelings have a personified object? That is so fucking cute”

 

“Cute until you have to clean it up” The demon rolls his eyes poking Jimin with a pen, “Hey seriously, go home, how am I going to explain us talking to a pile of sparkles?”

 

“Koo leave him its cute” Tae coos some more.

 

“It’s extremely cute” Yoongi sighs.

 

Jungkook steps back when Jimin spews twice the amount of feelings, “Hey property thief” he glares at Yoongi, “Shut up will you you’re making it worse. Besides, you won’t think it’s cute once you start finding his feelings everywhere” he snaps

 

“FUCK THAT’S SO CUTE” Tae grumbles covering his mouth

 

“I’ll leave” Jimin squeaks. He doesn’t make any movements indicating he’s leaving which makes the two humans coo at him even more.

 

“Then leave” Jungkook shakes his head.

 

“I can’t focus enough to faze” Jimin mumbles nervously, making his feelings turn dark blue instead of rainbow like they were before.

Jungkook sighs grabbing one of the arms of his brother’s chair and rolling it into the forensics lab, a trail of navy blue sparkles trailing behind them, “I’ll bring you to your house”

 

Taehyung gets up with a smile following them without saying anything. He’s not expecting Jungkook to welcome him to join them but he’s hoping he’ll continue to ignore him and let him tag along. When he closes the door behind him and Jungkook acknowledges his presence, he’s conflicted. Because on one hand Jungkook said more than one word directly to him which is progress, but on the other hand those words were, “You’re not coming”.

 

“I won’t bother you I promise. It’ll be like I’m not even there” Tae begs with a pleading smile.

 

“No”

 

“You don’t have to bring me back after, I’ll come back on my own.” Taehyung shifts awkwardly, “I need…I just wanna spend time with you”

 

The demon scoffs, pushing the chair Jimin’s sat in behind him, “That’s your problem, isn’t it?” Jimin reaches out to Jungkook to calm him down but his brother only swats him away, “It’s always about what you want. Well I don’t want to spend time with you and I’m not interested in putting your selfish needs before my own anymore”

 

Taehyung inhales sharply nodding his head slowly, he deserved that one, “Please? We don’t even have to talk… you can…keep ignoring me just” his voice lowers to a whisper, “I need you”  

 

Jungkook lets go of Jimin’s chair stepping into Tae’s face. His inner dragon is losing its patience and so is he, “I said no.” his breath is hot and his eyes burn a bright red like they do after he shifts down, “I didn’t ask you to convince me otherwise. If I say I don’t want you to come then you sit and stay, human”.

It’s a sharp jab, Jungkook’s never been one to care about who’s at the top and bottom of the food chain. It wasn’t just that he used their biological ranks in a condescending way, lowering Tae to just a fraction of his species, but the fact that he displayed his superior ranking and told Tae to ‘sit and stay’ as if he’s a house pet, really made the ‘human’ come off just as insulting as it was intended to.

Tae looks down at his feet, frowning at all the black feelings Jimin had been littering the floor with.

 

Jimin’s returned to regular gravity behind them, only emanating a manageable amount of feelings. He tries to get a look at Taehyung but the humans head was hung too low and Jungkook was blocking too much of his view. Still, he could feel the spirit of Tae’s aura losing its spark, “Jungkookie he was only-” he’s cut off by Jungkook tugging on his chair and fazing them out of the room.