Chapter 2
I woke up to the scent of candles. I am in a luxurious room surrounded by the color black.
I slowly got up and realized that not only was I in an old, creepy manor, but also seven unknown creatures are swooning over me.
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"Oh, la princesa está despierta" The one with green hair stated in a language that is foreign to me.
The one with pink hair nudged him saying "Quit it, Namjoon. Speaking to someone in a language she doesn't understand is rude." So he is Namjoon?
The Namjoon turned to him and the smirk that was once plastered in his face disappeared. "Since when were you able to distinguish what is rude and what is not?" It looks like the pink haired is pissed.
"Remember, Namjoon, I am older than you." Pink hair said sternly.
"Remember, Jin, hell could freeze and I still won't care." What Namjoon said sent the pink haired, who I assume is Jin, off to the edge.
They stared at each other intensely. The bed dipped at my right. One of the boys sat beside me. "You should get used to this, the seven of us never get along. We differ from one another in a lot of aspects. That is why it is a miracle when we took liking on one girl and arrived to one decision, which is to keep her." I stared at him, not knowing what to say. I am not dumb. I know that he is talking about me. They aren't as smart as they look if they think that I will let them keep me.
He continued. "By the way, I am Hoseok. The one with brown hair is Jungkook, the one in blonde is Taehyung, the black one is Yoongi, the one with ashy gray shit hair is Jimin, and you already know Namjoon and Jin." He sent me an angelic smile. Although, the word angelic doesn't suit this place.
"You know me." I stated bluntly. All of the boys gave their attention to me.
"You have quite an attitude, love. You never fail to amuse me." Jimin said while chuckling.
"Let's end this quickly. What do you want with me?"
"Won't you thank us first for the things we did for you and your family?" Yoongi rudely snapped at me. These demons or to what in the world are they, think they could have me into submission by sweet talking and by acting rude.
"Should I?" This confidence and smugness may be faux but I can't be too soft in front of these creatures.
Yoongi smirked "You should, princess. We saved your grandfather and we've been with you your entire life. We got rid of those who bring you pain, we gave you company, we made sure you ace your class, we loved you. Now, is that enough to get a simple thank you from your beautiful lips?" The faux confidence almost slipped from my body.
"You saved my grandfather, huh?"
Jimin was the one who answered. "We brought him back to life. With that being said, he owes everything to us, even his personality. Our traits were handed down to him. Of course, his performance in the bedroom is all from me." I almost puked when he winked at me.
"What does these things have to do with me?" Jungkook went close to me and caressed my face. He leaned closer. "Nothing in this world is free, babe." I slapped his hands away.
"Am I supposed to be your toy? A slave? Someone who will help you ease your sexual frustrations?" I can't help but shiver on the thought of my body being used for their own pleasure.
They all laughed. At that moment I thought that if only I didn't know how devious they are, I could've fallen for their charms.
"Princess, you are special to us. We love you so much that we are willing to keep you forever." Jin stated.
"But I don't! So you have to free me!" I burst out. I know I said I'm not dumb but I am acting like one right now. It's just that I am tired of all of this. I want to go home. I want to be dismissed out of this messed up situation.
Yoongi hit the vase near him so hard that it shattered into tiny bits onto the floor creating a loud noise which startled me and me alone, the boys didn't even flinch. They displayed anger into their faces.
I must not let my guard down.
"You really think using force will make me stay? No! I have a life out of this creepy manor! I can't even spend a day with you, I won't let any of you torment me for a lifetime." In a blink of an eye, Yoongi had my neck unto his hands, gripping it tightly.
"I am being easy on you. Not because I love you doesn't mean I will let you talk to me like that. You belong here. We are your life." "Yoongi stop it. You don't want her to die, don't you." Taehyung calmly said. Yoongi obeyed. I gasped for the air I lost.
"No one will give her food until she learns her lesson." Everyone fell silent. I can feel that they all agree with Yoongi. And they expect me to stay here? I chuckled.
"You won't be feeding me. Maybe the least you can do is leave me alone." They glared at me before leaving.
I layed back as I let the tears out. Well, might as well prepare to starve.
I've been inside for who knows how long. I am honestly hungry. No one dared to even spare me a glance. Is this how monsters love?
The door slowly opened, revealing a worried Hoseok.
I looked away.
"L-love? I brought you food." He said, almost whispered.
"I thought none of you are going to feed me." I bitterly said.
"I snuck out to give you food." My heart melted at what he said. I looked at him. I noticed how worried he looked.
Honestly, out of all of them, I feel at ease and safe with Hoseok.
"Why?"
He placed a tray of food on the table beside the bed. He removed the lid and the aroma of food invaded my nostrils, making me realize how hungry I was. He started cutting the meat into bite size pieces.
"I don't like the thought of you starving." He brought the fork with meat near my mouth. I awkwardly took it.
"Th-Thank you." He smiled at me. We both fell silent.
"H-hoseok? Will you tell me more about you and the boys?" I requested.
"The boys and I, we are kind of like the rulers of this place beneath the earth and above hell. This separates the two. Humans come here to make wishes, sometimes they bargain for someone's life, like your grandmother, but we require something in return. About the boys, let us start off with Yoongi.
Yoongi seems to be really ruthless. It is because he doesn't know how to express himself. He may be talented, but he doesn't know how to free his feelings. For an instance, he knows he loves you but he doesn't know how to love you.
Namjoon is a strong brain with a weak heart. He knows how to speak all of the languages human civilization uses, but he doesn't know how to handle his emotions. Too much jealousy may lead him to insanity, too much anger may lead him to kill, too much love may lead him to death.
Seokjin, the maturity behind the youthful face. Seokjin is Namjoon's greatest enemy. Jin is ruthless, all of us are, but he cares for you and is willing to give this world up for you.
Jungkook, the young and powerful soul. He can break everything, especially for you.
Jimin is deadly seductive. The embodiment of lust. Women can't resist him. He can satisfy others well, but his thirst can never be satisfied.
Taehyung is the calm one. He doesn't give a fuck. He is the most silent but you know, beware of the silent ones. " He looked deep into my eyes. I saw fear in his, but why?
"Wh-what about you?"
He gave out a sad laugh "Baby, there is nothing interesting about me." But you capture my interest the most.
"I am the weakest of the seven. I have charms but I don't have courage, I don't even have control over my body. I am just--- nothing. I just try to be powerful for you." He looked down. With my trembling hands, I lifted his head to meet mine.
"You aren't nothing, Hobi. You are everything." I didn't know where the words came from. All I know is that I was so lost in the moment, lost in Hoseok's eyes.
Third Person's POV
Y/N was right. They were both lost in the moment, so lost that they didn't realize that there were eyes full of jealousy looking at every move they do. He heard it all. He didn't like any of it.
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