11:53 pm
At least that's what his watch had displayed.
Yoongi walked to the glass door of his shop and flipped the sign from open to closed. In seven minutes, the place would be turned into a living hell. Amusing he reckoned .. If you were the one observing it that is.
As he made his way to the counter, someone had slammed the door open.
"I'm sorry but-" he tried to speak but what appeared before him had taken away his ability to speak. There on the wooden oak floor was a man with amber hair though a few pieces retained a charcoal color. Perhaps he meant for it to be that way but somehow it blended together and worked. But the detail of the man that surprised Yoongi the most were his deep hazel eyes.
And his lips! The light pink hue that dusted over them and the plumpness of it all made him lick his own in thought. Although the clothes he wore made him wonder how old he was seeing as it consisted of a Navy Uni sweater and some black skinny jeans. What a sight indeed.
"Uh sir?" While Yoongi had been deep in thought, the man had gotten up from the floor and was currently in Yoongi's face. He shook his head trying to focus.
"As I was trying to say, store's closed kid. Come back tomorrow." he replied swiftly, regaining his usual monotone voice at ease. Even if the man in front of him phased him, he had to get him out of here quickly.
Yoongi began to shove the guy towards the door but it was too late. The clocks began to ring the same haunting tune signalling that it was twelve already. He would only have a few seconds to hide the innocent human who was stupid enough to walk in at this hour.
He ran towards the back room with the man in tow, then hastily pushed him inside.
"Stay here and don't open the door until I say so." Yoongi shouted at the man before he shut the door. Hopefully he'd listen to him if only once.
After seconds had passed, his blood had begun to boil. His hair changed from an electric blue to an angelic white while his eyes went from caramel brown to an abyss of carbon. Drastic changes occurred including the sprouting of horns from the top of his head and yes they were black except for the tips of them being more of a maroon.
You see, Yoongi was a devil or more precisely half of one. Because of this, he was known as one of the Untouchables. Untouchables were those who were half demonic. Those who had full possession of it were called the Nefarious. Their kind were mischievous and did all they could to torment the debiles or humans as most call them.
On the counter next to the register a screen had appeared. The only choice was to accept. So he did.
"MIN YOONGI IT IS TIME FOR YOUR NEXT MISSION." The figure on the screen was his father. The ruler of Arabius.
"What is it now? Another killing? More suffering? Just get it over with." He rolled his eyes so far he could've sworn he saw his own brain.
"It's a boy by the name of Alex. Your mission this time is to steal his heart. He, my son is one of our biggest enemies." A picture popped up on the screen. In the background he heard something drop. Even though he turned to see what it was, there was no one but him in the store so he didn't pay any mind to it.
"He kind of looks like-" and then it hit him. The guy in the break room!
"Dad I got to go I'll resume the mission don't worry." He spoke hastily as adrenaline began to course through his veins. Before his father could mutter another word he had ended the call and ran towards the room.
To his utter shock, the room was empty. But how? Then he remembered that sound he heard. Retracing his steps he came across a pocket watch. It was embellished with gold structures and had an image of the moon encased inside. There were silver stars that lined the sky above it. All in all it was gorgeous.
'It must've belonged to Alex..' he decided. His hands still held the clock with a soft grip. It was amazing that the glass inside hadn't cracked and yet the fingers of it were stuck. At 12pm.
"Strange? Why 12?" he pushed the question aside as he knew that Alex would be back to get this precious clock. Or at least he had hoped he would.
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A/N- Please Read
It's been so long since my last story though I've stopped writing most of them. A bummer I know but I just lost the inspiration to continue. This story however, I hope to complete for my best friend Alex. He's really lovable and funny. I really hope you guys will enjoy this quirky story I made out of one the the many dreams I have.
P.S. Don't mess with his Honey Boy.
