Work Text:
Darkness. There is darkness everywhere. The darkness that seeps into everything it touches. It paints the walls in it's dull hues. It cloaks the forest surrounding the castle, causing even the animals to leave. Darkness and silence.
And Yoongi is getting fucking tired of it.
The silence and lack of color is killing him. Everything is dull. His life is dull.
His demons only come when they are summoned, for they have to go back to work and haunt humans. Even when they do come, they are terrified of the Demon King. Only a few have the guts to joke around with Yoongi. To the others, they think one wrong move could have them wiped from existence.
Except Yoongi hasn't killed anyone in centuries. Contrary to popular belief, Yoongi isn't a bad guy.
Only truly evil humans get turned into demons. All he does is monitor them from his castle as they torment humans. For that, people view him as the the pure embodiment of evil.
There needs to be a balance of good and evil in the world. One cannot survive without the other. He just happens to be the evil.
Yoongi gets up from his throne. His black and gold robe flowing around him as his gold chest piece sits upon his pale, naked skin. He chooses not to wear a shirt because the heat from his skin can become too warm. As the demon king, his body temperature runs warmer than the mortals that fear him.
He walks the halls in boredom, taking in the gothic architecture. The castle and surrounding forest are extensions on those who reside within. The lonelier Yoongi gets, the darker everything becomes. He feels like he hasn't seen sunlight is years.
"Maybe I should venture out of the castle? I haven't done so in years," He mumbles to himself as he rests by a window, staring outside at the gardens and forests below. The gardens only grow dead flowers now and the forest has thorns and vines that twists around every surface. They block off most paths, making it almost impossible to get to the castle unless you are summoned by the king himself.
"Maybe some fresh air?" He questions as he flicks his wrist, the window opening all the way without him touching it. He practically gags from the fog that threatens to suffocate him as it escapes into the castle. He quickly slams the window shut with his own hands this time, not magic.
He slides down the wall and rests on the ground. His eyes glistening with unshed tears as he stares at his hands. His hands full of magic that he can do anything with, but nobody to watch. Nobody to share it with.
"Your a king Yoongi. Pull yourself together," he mentally slaps himself. No point in crying over it. There must always be a demon king, and he will always have the throne.
One last time, he conjures up a pink rose. It's beauty adds slight color to the dull environment, until it wilts suddenly and dies before him. Just like any other flower he has tried to conjure as of late.
His magic works, but the castle adopts his mood, being he is the only one who lives there, and changes the flower to match everything else.
Dead.
He pulls himself off of the ground and goes to his chambers. His robes drop from his body as he slips into the silk black sheets. Exhaustion takes over him as soon as his head touches the pillow, and he falls asleep easily.
---
Yoongi startles awake at the sudden knocking at his front door. His castle is so quiet he can hear it from his chambers.
"W-what?" He questions out groggily. His robes wrap themselves around his body, and his gold jewelry snake their way across his arms and neck as he rises from his bed. He doesn't remember summoning any of his demons to the castle.
The knocking has stopped long ago, but he still rushes to his front door in confusion. His robes flowing gracefully behind him and he descends the steps to the grand front door. With a flick of his wrist, they open with a groan.
And he practically trips over his own feet at the sight in front on him.
There, laying in his entrance, is the most beautiful boy Yoongi has ever seen.
The boy's fluffy blond locks frame his face perfectly, a peaceful expression adorned on it as he remains unconscious. The thing that has Yoongi almost hyperventilating is the fact this boy is wearing a beautiful pink dress. A soft pink to match his skin tone. An intricate flower design runs along the dress and there is a matching belt snug against his waist, highlighting his petite frame perfectly.
Yoongi just stares down at the boy in awe. Not quite understanding what is happening, but not questioning it either.
There has to be a God out there for surely he just answered Yoongi's prayers.
Yoongi crouches down low and lightly sweeps the boy's bangs off his face, but quickly retracts his hand back. The boy hasn't given him permission to touch him yet. He may be the demon king but he is still a gentleman. The light brush across his face seems to wake the boy up, for he opens his slightly, trying to take in his surroundings. A look of fear crosses the unknown boy’s face as he finally realizes the situation he is in.
The boy springs up in fear, only to crash back down on his hands from the haze still filling his mind. Yoongi's hands shoot out to catch the boy, but he quickly retracts them at the look the boy gives him.
"W-where am I?" The boy questions. Yoongi's heart stutters in his chest at the beautiful voice as he offers a kind smile.
"You're at my castle. My name is Yoongi and I am the demon king."
At his words, panic floods the boy's face as he tries to scramble away in fear. Yoongi was expecting this reaction, so he stays in one place trying not to scare the boy anymore.
"Why did you kidnap me?!" The boy cries out while standing up, his hands turned into fists outstretched in front of him. He’s trying to look intimidating, but Yoongi's heart melts at the sight.
Wait, kidnap?
Yoongi slowly rises to stand level with him. "I didn't kidnap you boy. I honestly just woke up to you laying outside my door. I don't know who you are or where you came from."
The boy hesitates slightly. "But you're the demon king! The evilest man in all the lands! You could be using magic on me right now and lying to me!" The boy shouts back.
Yoongi stays calm. "I would never do anything like that unprovoked boy, and I would never use magic on you against your will. I want to know where these stories originated from. I haven't even seen a human in three centuries."
The boy doesn't back down. Yoongi just thinks he looks utterly adorable. "What's your name boy?"
The boy scoffs but lowers his arms. "Why do you ask such silly questions demon. You kidnapped me."
Yoongi smirks and he can see a slight pink dust upon the boy's face. "Humor me hmm?"
The boy stands up straighter, trying to look sophisticated. "My name is Park Jimin and I am the youngest prince to the king from the neighboring land."
Yoongi runs his gaze up Jimin's body. "You look like a prince. How am I not surprised. Still doesn't explain why you are here all alone though."
Jimin huffs and gestures at Yoongi, only now realizing the demon king doesn't have a shirt on and his torso is completely bare. A blush spreads across his face as he averts his eyes, still pointing at Yoongi. "You kidnapped me! That's the only explanation to any of this!"
Yoongi rolls his eyes. "I'll try to convince you that I didn't kidnap you, but until then, do you wish to step inside? The air out here is really foggy and I'd rather breathe clean air inside." He explains while gesturing to the open doors behind him.
Jimin hesitates, glancing all around, seemingly trying to think of an escape. Not finding any, he hikes up his dress a little bit and walks past Yoongi into the castle. A small smile graces Yoongi's lips as he watches the beautiful man be the single pink dash of color in his dark castle.
Once Jimin passes, Yoongi follows after him. He swishes his wrists to close the doors, but pauses after he does so. Jimin has gone ahead of him into the grand entryway, but he leaves footprints as he walks. The dark cobblestone turns to a pale cream color under his feet, splashing the room with an ounce of color.
How very interesting.
Jimin takes in the interior of the castle. "It's a little dark in here," he mumbles out, but Yoongi has heard him just fine.
He strolls up behind Jimin at a respectful distance. "I have no say in the matter Prince Jimin. The castle and surrounding forest takes on the mood of those who reside in it."
Jimin looks over her shoulder back at Yoongi. "You must have an evil soul then."
Yoongi averts his eyes with a blush. "Actually," he mumbles out, "it's because I'm lonely."
Jimin's eyes widen at the revelation. "Is that why you kidnapped me?"
Yoongi sputters and looks back at the prince. "I swear I didn't kidnap you! I would go out there and hunt down the people that dropped you at my doorstep, but I don't even know how they got here to begin with. The forest is too dense and you can barely see out in the fog."
Jimin raises a singular flawless eyebrow at the demon king, completely unimpressed. "I know there is no escape for me right now, so I'll play along with your game demon," Jimin replies as he walks forward while jabbing a finger into Yoongi's naked chest. "But mark my words, I'm escaping here the first opportunity I get."
Yoongi stares down at the small finger poking into his chest. "Understandable. I just hope you don't try to escape on your own into the forest, because it doesn’t take too kindly to strangers."
Jimin just huffs as he moves his hand away. "If you're going to be so nice about it why don't you just escort me out yourself?" He questions while crossing his arms.
Adorable
.
Yoongi gives a sly smirk. "I may not have been the one to kidnap you and bring you here, but you're here now. It's lonely in the castle and I would very much prefer some company around here."
Jimin stares at him in disbelief.
"Come along my prince. Let me show you to your quarters," Yoongi explains while offering an arm out. Jimin just slaps the arm away in annoyance and follows a few steps behind him.
Silence engulfs them as they walk the long corridors. Nervousness floods through Yoongi's veins, but on the outside, he is calm.
How do you make a pretty boy like you? How are people courted nowadays? How do you make a boy like you even though he thinks you kidnapped him?
Eventually Yoongi stops in front of the guest bedroom closest to his and uses magic to push the doors open. Jimin stops for a split second at the doors opening, but continues on into the room. The interior is relatively plain and dark. No personality to it yet.
"I can change this room however you want my prince."
Jimin colors slightly at the name. "Just call me Jimin please for now. My prince is too formal and I don't like it," he explains while taking in the room. Yoongi raises an eyebrow at this? A prince who doesn't like being called a prince?
Jimin turns to him. "Can you make the room prettier? Pretty as in flowers and beautiful designs."
Yoongi nods his head and sweeps his arm in the air. The decoration and the furniture all changes to fit Jimin's liking. Yoongi expects for all of it to revert back to it's pitch black color, but it settles for a darker gray. Not quite as dark as it used to be. "I think if you stay in here for a little longer Jimin, you're interior will be beautiful pinks and tans in no time." Yoongi explains in fascination.
Jimin has only been here for less than an hour and he has already provided color to the castle. Only a little, but still.
An awkward silence engulfs the duo again. "King Yoongi?" Jimin hesitantly asks.
"Just Yoongi please,” he replies.
Jimin glances down at himself and brushes his hands over his dress. "This is the only clothes I have with me. Could you perhaps make me more dresses?" He questions.
Yoongi's heart melts at the sight of the boy in front of him. Honestly, if Jimin asked, Yoongi would give him the world at this point. "Of course Jimin. What style would you like?"
And just like that, the two spend an hour creating and recreating a wardrobe full of dresses royals could only wish for. It seems for a split second, Jimin forgets he is in an unknown castle with and unknown man.
Yoongi hasn't felt this much joy in so long. The first couple dresses turn out sexier than the others. The black and grays go beautifully against Jimin's skin. By the time they are almost done though, the dresses have turned much softer. The pinks complimenting Jimin's cute personality.
Yoongi glances over to to Jimin with a smile, only to see the boy let out a big yawn. He quickly creates a pink silk sleeping gown and drapes it on the bed. "Sleep now Jimin. You look exhausted. The bathroom is just across the hall. If you need anything, just call my name. I hear everything that goes on in this castle."
Jimin runs his hand along the silk while nodding along to Yoongi. "Thank you for the clothes Yoongi, but forgive me for not trusting you yet."
Yoongi offers a small smile. "I'll spend this whole time trying to convince you, but I understand your hesitance," he replies with a bow as he goes to leave the room. He looks back once to see Jimin give him a small wave as he moves to grab the silk nightgown.
Yoongi quietly shuts the doors and rests is head against it. How is he supposed to sleep with this beautiful boy in the room next door?
----
Yoongi is restless. He could hear Jimin crying last night. It wasn't full on tears, but he could hear a few sniffles here and there. All night he tossed and turned, wanting to go comfort the prince, but knowing he would only make it worse.
Eventually he rises from bed, still exhausted, but awake nonetheless. His robes wrap themselves around his body as he exits his room. He can hear Jimin awake shuffling around.
Jimin may not want to be here, but he is going to do everything in his power to try and convince him not to leave. He wants him to feel welcome.
Bracing himself, he knocks lightly on the door and the shuffling in the room stops. "Yoongi?" A soft, quiet voice questions.
"It is me. Can I come in?"
"Yes you may," Jimin calls back. Yoongi takes no time and swings the door open, revealing dresses thrown everywhere as Jimin stands in the center of it all. A slight pout has made its way to his adorable lips.
"Before you ask, I haven't decided what dress to where yet," Jimin explains, the whine noticeable in his voice.
Yoongi just chuckles as he walks closer. "They all look beautiful on you Jimin. Anyone will work," he replies while glancing up from the mess to Jimin. He sees a slight pink dust the boy's cheeks and he glances away flustered.
"I know they all look good on me, but I can't seem to find the best one," he huffs out.
This actually is a problem Yoongi comes to realize. Does Jimin wear something soft or something sexy? What wouldn't make Yoongi combust right at the sight?
Yoongi carefully picks up one of the pink dresses and hands it over to Jimin. "I think you would look beautiful in the dress."
Jimin reaches out and takes the dress. "Thank you. I'll go change now," he explains, still not making eye contact with the king. He rushes over to the bathroom and disappears, leaving Yoongi waiting for him to return.
Jimin quickly reappears back into the bedroom wearing the gown and Yoongi is awestruck at the sight. "D-Doll," he mumbles out. Jimin's head snaps up and he makes eye contact with him.
"What did you say?"
Yoongi feels a blush settle over his cheeks. "I said you look like a doll. A beautiful one.”
The king can see a furious red blush travel from Jimin's face all the way to his chest. Jimin takes a strand of fluffly blond hair and shyly tucks it behind his ear. "Thank you."
Yoongi walks closer and offers his arm yet again like last night. Jimin still doesn't take it, but there is a slight hesitance. He feels a single flare of hope flash through him. "Shall we eat some breakfast?"
Jimin just nods along and follows Yoongi down the corridors into the dining room. It honestly is a grand room meant for crowds of people, but it is only the two of them. Yoongi flicks his wrist and the large table transforms into a smaller one meant for two. He walks ahead and pulls out Jimin's chair, motioning with his hand for Jimin to sit.
The prince offers a kind smile as Yoongi takes the seat across from him. "What is your favorite breakfast Doll?" Yoongi questions. Jimin chokes on a cough at the name.
"Is that what you'll be calling me from now on? Isn't it a little early to be calling your prisoner that?" Jimin replies.
Yoongi responds quickly, anticipating the question. "Not at all actually. You look like a pretty Doll, so I am going to call you Doll."
Jimin just rolls his eyes and stares down at the empty table in front of them. "My favorite breakfast would have to be eggs along with jelly on bread."
Yoongi snaps his fingers and in an instant the table is full of the food Jimin loves.
He looks up and stares at Yoongi in awe. The king just chuckles.
"I did all that magic yesterday, but this is the one you are most amazed by?"
Jimin offers a small smile while he shrugs. "I love food the most," he explains while reaching for the jelly. Yoongi smiles at the man in front of him and does the same.
Surprisingly, Jimin talks through the whole meal.
He tells Yoongi all about his life growing up as the youngest prince in a long line of brothers. All of his brothers are manly men who like to show off, but Jimin doesn't care for any of it. He prefers the finer things in life without acting like a hot headed idiot trying to show off any given opportunity. Even his mother tells him to "man up" whenever she sees him being too feminine.
"I like my family, but I don't love them. Does that make sense? I know they mean well, but half the time they look at me as a bargaining tool to marry off to other kingdoms. If you’re a child of royalty, it's what’s expected of you, but still saddening nonetheless." Jimin says between bites, his cheeks puffed full of food.
Yoongi gets angrier the longer Jimin talks about his situation back home. "It shouldn't be like that though! If your parents truly love you, they would let you choose your own path!" Yoongi argues back. His food long forgotten.
Jimin stops eating and looks at Yoongi, like he is taking him in for the first time. "I don't think they truly love me though. The only reason they had so many kids is to marry us off to other kingdoms," Jimin explains, still looking at Yoongi.
"Mortals have always done idiotic things, and that holds one of the top spots on the list. You should marry for love, do what you want, and have kids because you want them in your life," Yoongi finishes.
Jimin seems to study Yoongi even more. Neither one says anything as Jimin just stares at the man. "I know my father will eventually send someone to find me, but until then, I think I am going to try to enjoy my time here."
A look of surprise crosses Yoongi's face. "Why the change of heart?"
Jimin just shrugs as he continues eating. "Hiding in my room all day won't help anything. You've been nothing but kind so far. Also, I've always been curious about magic. Your abilities seem really advanced."
Happiness floods Yoongi's body as a smile crosses his face. Before he has the chance to say anything, Jimin gasps out in awe as his eyes flicker all around Yoongi.
"What are you looking...Oh!" Yoongi exclaims as he stares at the magic happening all around him. His half of the table, that used to match the dark interior of the castle, is now turning into colorful pinks and reds. It weaves together beautifully and Jimin lets out a giggle at Yoongi's surprised expression.
"Hmmm? Maybe you don't have control over your powers after all?" Jimin continues giggling. "All I have to do is say something to make you happy and color blooms everywhere."
Yoongi's smile deepens when he looks up to find Jimin's half of the table slowly turning pink as well. A chuckle escapes his lips. "Like I said, it's not me Doll. The castle has a mind of its own and it feeds off of the emotions within. What you said made me happy which is why color bloomed around me, but it also made you happy or else your side would of continues being black," he points out with a smug smile.
Jimin just rolls his eyes. "Well I guess hiding our emotions are impossible."
"I guess so."
---
There is a saying that goes something like "time flies when you're having fun" and Yoongi has certainly noticed that.
Jimin stuck through with his promise and has been the perfect house guest. In the beginning, there was slight hesitance. He was still afraid of who Yoongi was and what he could do. But, after several days, he was the one to knock on Yoongi's door in the early hours of the morning demanding Yoongi to show him new magic tricks for the day. Yoongi just groaned and turned his hair pink in retaliation. He expected Jimin to screech and leave, but the boy flopped on top of the slumbering king and giggled out how much he loved it.
Yoongi couldn't get out of bed that day for thirty minutes because of his blush he was trying to hide.
Yoongi also stuck to his word. He was the perfect gentleman to Jimin everyday. Early on he realized that Jimin loves to be spoiled, and who was he do deny the boy such rights. Everyday they would explore new parts of the castle and forest. The happiness radiating off the two flooded the castle and surrounding land with color again. From the outside, you couldn't even tell the demon king lived in this castle, for it has changed from black to a marble white color. The fog has lifted from the air, allowing sunshine to flood the land in warmth.
The forest is still a labyrinth to navigate though. Not because it hasn't been affected by their mood, flowers bloom everywhere now, but because it keeps unwanted visitors out.
Whether Jimin knows it or not, Yoongi has been slowly showing him a way out through the woods. He wants to give Jimin an option to leave if he wishes. One day they even walked to the forest edge on the other side, but Jimin didn't run. He turned around with Yoongi back to the castle.
They haven't talked about what would happen if someone did come for Jimin, but Yoongi does see him lose himself in his train of thought often.
He really hopes Jimin won't leave him.
---
It's on a sunny afternoon, the day being peaceful so far, that Jimin appears beside him in the gardens.
Yoongi smiles up at Jimin, only for it to fall from his face seeing the frown. "What is it Doll?"
The prince lets out a sigh and sits next to him on the bench. "These images have been flooding my mind while I sleep. It's really just flashes, almost memories, but they appear to me every night."
Yoongi reaches over and takes Jimin's hands in his, rubbing his thumbs in soothing circles along his palms. "What do they show you?"
"They s-show me lying in my bed late at night. Then it flashes to a lady chanting something above me. I also can't move or speak in this dream. I think I see a glimpse of my father's face at the very end, but I just see his eyes. Then it shows me waking up to your face for the first time."
Yoongi sites back and thinks it over. A witch probably. It would explain why he just appeared at Yoongi's door and why he has no memories, but why?
"Doll, I think that might've been a witch. They have the ability to not erase memories, but cloud them. It also has to be a pretty powerful one if it transported you here."
Jimin stays quite. Yoongi can tell conflict his brewing in him for the flowers all around begin the wilt. The boy jumps up and paces around the garden, rubbing at his blonde locks causing them to settle in every direction.
"But why?!" He argues. "Why would my father allow this? What does he have to gain? Why would be banish me?!" He’s practically screaming at this point. The garden all around them reverts back into its dead form, the blackness seeping in. Yoongi tries to stand and help, but Jimin stops him with his hand.
"I need time to think please Yoongi."
And Yoongi lets him go. He watches the boy rush into the castle, leaving behind black footsteps. He waits a moment before he follows, and he doesn't head to Jimin's room. He heads towards his own. The colorful hues of the castle dim slightly at the overall mood in the air. Yoongi flops against his bed as exhaustion hits him.
He will talk to Jimin tomorrow.
---
Invader.
Invader outside.
Invader in the castle.
The thoughts rip Yoongi from his sleep in a cold sweat. His robes flying around him in a hurry. He hears it then. The voices from the first floor. He hears an unknown voice and he hears Jimin.
He rushes out of his room and down the stairs, trying to get to the entrance as fast as he can, but he slows once he hears what is being spoken.
"Prince Jimin you really must come with me. Once you were kidnapped, your father let all of the neighboring kingdoms know. The kingdom that could bring you back would be able to join your hand in marriage. Every royal is sending out their best knights to bring you back, so that their daughters and princes could marry you. I'm the first to make it through so you must come with me before the demon king finds us. I know the way out."
Yoongi pears his head around the corner just in time to see the unknown guard grab Jimin's arm, only for Jimin to yank it right back. "I know the way out too. You're not special," Jimin hisses while putting some distance between them.
A small smile graces Yoongi's face at the look of confusion on the knight's.
"But, you were kidnapped my prince. We have to leave now so you can go back home!" The knight argues while trying to grab at Jimin.
"You touch me again and the demon that you fear so much will kill you without mercy. Don't you know he's watching us right now? Nobody hurts his Doll."
Yoongi emits a gleeful chuckle at the the scene playing out before him.
Fear settles on the knight's face as he backtracks slowly towards the door. "Come with me prince Jimin! You must return!"
Jimin brings a finger up to his face and taps his chin, as if he were thinking. "You know. I don't think I ever was kidnapped to begin with. Setting this whole thing up just so that my dad could marry me off to the strongest kingdom sounds like something he would do. As far as I'm concerned, prince Jimin is dead," replies with an smug tone to his voice.
The authority Jimin radiates sends heat throughout Yoongi's body. He can't take it anymore and he appears from the shadows, startling the knight. Jimin doesn't even look his way but he offers out a hand for Yoongi to take.
Yoongi grabs it in both of his hands and brings it to his lips, offering it several kisses. A giggle escapes Jimin's mouth at the feeling.
Glancing back at the knight, he looks repulsed by the act as his whole body is almost out the door. "More will come for you. Although I don't know if anyone would want you since you whored yourself away," the knight spits out in disgust. he doesn't even make it out the door before Yoongi launches a knife from the shadows into his back. He howls in pain as he flops to the ground, blood pooling around his body and the tears start to fall.
Yongi slowly walks over to the man, another knife appearing in his hand. He looks over at Jimin to find him staring down at the fallen knight in anger. He glances up towards Yoongi and gives a little nod of his head.
Yoongi crouches low by the man, twirling his knife in the air.
"I like to pride myself in being a gentleman above all else, but I think it is easily forgotten what power I have. I can destroy your kingdom in an instant with a snap of my fingers. I won't, because many innocents would die, but I could."
The knight suddenly rolls over and surges forward with a knife, embedding it right in the center of Yoongi's chest. A smirk spreads across the knights face as he watches the blood spill from the wound. Yoongi hears Jimin gasp out in horror from behind him.
The demon king just lets out an evil chuckle.
"You think you can kill me boy? You aren't even worth my time." Yoongi stands up, the wound closing in an instant and going over to Jimin, wrapping an arm around his waist.
"You belong to my demons now."
"Jeongguk. Hoseok." Yoongi calls out. In an instant, his two favorite demons appear in the entrance. The both bow to their king and look down at the bloody body before them, raising their heads with matching evil grins.
"He's your play thing now. Do with him what you wish."
Yoongi turns Jimin so he doesn't have to see. They start to head towards the throne room, and Jimin just rests his head on Yoongi's shoulder as they walk. Jimin can't hear it, but Yoongi can hear the knights screams as his demons rip through him. He hears their boyish laughter as well. A sound completely contrasting with the task at hand. Once they reach the throne room, the screams fall silent and the two demons appear before them with the matching smiles.
"You always give us the fun tasks my king," Jeongguk calls out.
"And for that we thank you," Hoseok adds on.
Yoongi sits down in his thrown, pulling Jimin down as well so he can sit on his lap. Jimin lets out a hum of contentment and he snuggles his head into Yoongi's neck. The two demons raise their eyebrows, but huge mischievous smiles appear on their faces.
"You two are the least annoying of all my demons. Count yourself blessed."
Jimin can't see from his position, but Yoongi glares at the two demons wiggling their eyebrows at Jimin and giving Yoongi winks. "I take it back. You guys are as annoying as the others. Leave us," Yoongi sighs out.
Jeongguk disappears first and Hoseok follows right after he gives a little smug wave. He feels Jimin giggle against his neck. "They seem nice. We should invite them over more often."
Yoongi just rolls his eyes. "You'll be able to stand an an hour with them, tops."
Jimin leans back and situates himself on Yoongi's lap so they could look at each other fully. "Did you mean what you said?" Yoongi suddenly questions softly. "That you would stay here with me?"
A bright smile graces Jimin's face. "Of course. I've felt more love here over the last couple of weeks than I even did with my family. You treat me better than they ever did."
Yoongi freezes. "Wait, love? You knew I loved you this whole time?"
Jimin full on laughs at this, bringing his hands up to cover his mouth. "Of course! The castle gave you away silly. Whenever I walked into a room, the furniture around you would turn red and pink."
Yoongi pouts and looks away, but smiles once he feels Jimin bringing his head back down into his neck. "I love you too." He whispers faintly.
The throne room all around them erupts in even more color as all the colors of the rainbow paint the room around the loving couple.
This must be what happiness feels like.
---
True to what the knight said, more do show up from other kingdoms as time passes. It’s getting on Yoongi's nerves quite honestly. He just wants to spend his days stress free with his Doll. Now he has to be on high alert all the time.
He does remain fair though. He offer them a choice. Leave or die. Unsurprisingly, most choose to stay and try to take back the prince.
Those fights never last long.
There is one knight though. He actually chose to leave claiming he didn't even want to do it in the first place. Said his king made him do it, and brought a powerful witch into the castle so she could transport him onto Yoongi's land.
Well that just won't do.
---
"Doll?" Yoongi calls out across the gardens. Jimin is seated on one of the stone benches surrounded by flowers. On an opposite bench sits Hoseok as he enthusiastically talked about one of the humans he is haunting at the moment. Both glance over at Yoongi's call.
"Yes my love?'
A surge of warmth flows through him at the nickname and the cobblestone by his feat turns a soft red. Knowing smiles grace both Jimin and Hoseok's faces.
"How would you feel about leaving the castle today? I think it's high time I had a little chat with the witch that is a terrible thorn in our sides."
The aspect of leaving the castle has Jimin jumping up in glee. "Yes please bring me! I want to see the look on her face as you give her the punishment she deserves." A thought seems to cross his mind because an evil grin crosses his face as he turns towards Hoseok. "I have a favor to ask. Would you and Jeongguk be so kind to go and torment my father. I want to make a stop there as well. Do what you normally do, you know? Make him terrified."
An evil smile crosses Hoseok's lips. "Of course my king," he replies while disappearing into a cloud of black smoke. Jimin turns to Yoongi in confusion while he just stares at his precious Doll who is probably more evil than Yoongi himself.
"He said 'my king'. What was that about?" Jimin questions as he latches himself onto Yoongi's side as they head for the forest. Yoongi wraps an arm around Jimin's waist as he teleports them through the forest onto the other side. The mortal realm.
"He referred to you as king because we are basically married at this point. It was a jest on his part, but there is a truth behind it."
Jimin gazes up at Yoongi with a smile. "Why don't we get married? Let's make it official."
Yoongi tightens his grip on Jimin's waist and stops walking, turning him so he can look him in the eye. "What you're asking is a serious deal Jimin. Once you commit, you cannot back out. Demon marriage has a ceremony, but not what you are thinking. We commit the sin of lust and flesh. We become one physically and mentally," he explains while he leans closer so his mouth is by his beloved's ear. "You also will have to drink my blood. My immortality and powers will be shared with you and you will never age again," he finished while pulling away. A bright red blush paints Jimin's face wonderfully.
"Is that something you want Doll?"
Jimin glances up towards Yoongi. He can see his pupils dilated. "More than anything."
Yoongi grabs the back of Jimin's neck and brings him in for a quick, but promising kiss. "Let's continue this after our task at hand shall we?" he questions against Jimin's lips. The younger releases a quiet whimper and Yoongi draws back.
"Let's go visit this witch."
---
The witch is terrified to see them. Honestly though what did she expect? That Yoongi was just going to sit around and let her have her way. Negotiations don't go as planned, and Jimin and Yoongi leave the witch's corpse to burn as they spread fire through the whole house.
Yoongi is worried slightly at how Jimin is going to react once they reach his kingdom, but it seems he doesn't have to be. Once they reach the castle, Jimin walks ahead with an air of grace to him. The guards all cower in fear at the sight of Yoongi not far behind and they let the couple pass.
Yoongi takes this time to admire his beloved. Jimin is wearing a long soft pink dress with beautiful bright red flowers running along the back and sides. A beautiful dress to match the black and red robes Yoongi has decided to wear for the day.
Right as Jimin is reaching the doors, Yoongi opens them with a flick of his wrist, to create a dramatic effect as his soon to be husband walks into the throne room. The whole royal family is there, on their knees, as Jeongguk and Hoseok sit in the matching thrones with smug smiles on their faces. The royal crowns sitting crooked on their heads.
"Oh wow! Isn't this a wonderful sight to see my love? The family that offered me up on a silver platter to the terrible demon king, no offense, is on their knees in fear of what’s to come," Jimin laughs as circles around his family. His dad raises his head and glares at Jimin with hate filled eyes.
"Careful what you say to me father. My beloved here might just kill you on the spot for spitting nasty words at me," Jimin continues to giggle. Such an innocent laugh that doesn't match his actions at all. Yoongi hears Hoseok and Jeongguk snicker in glee at the fear that radiates from the royal family.
Jimin's father turns his head to Yoongi then, taking in his appearance. "You don't look like the demon king."
"You don't even look like a king," Yoongi retorts right back. The man drops his head in fear at the tone of Yoongi's voice.
Jimin turns to Yoongi with a smirk. "My love, can't we just have some demons torment them for the rest of their lives?" He asks nonchalantly, as if he is talking about the weather.
Yoongi sees Hoseok and Jeongguk perk up at the aspect. "Not you two. You both already have many humans. I have a few others in mind."
"Namjoon. Seokjin. Taehyung."
One by one the three demons appear in the throne room and smile at the sight in front of them. They bow to their king with evil smiles. "This family is your new task. Haunt their dreams and make them afraid of their own minds."
Jimin claps happily as he practically glides over to Yoongi, grabbing hold of his waist. "Now that's been taken care of, isn't there a marriage ceremony we are supposed to partake in?" He questions innocently, a fire burning in his eyes.
Yoongi almost growls as he grabs Jimin by the waist. He hears a wolf whistle from Hoseok and cackles from the rest of the demons. He turns back at his demons with a stern expression. "We are not to be disturbed."
Jimin giggles beside him and the two disappear into the night, turning back to the throne room in the demon king’s castle.
Yoongi lifts Jimin up into the air and starts to carry him to the bedroom. Jimin's dress flows all around them and he leans against Yoongi's chest, but he suddenly looks up into Yoongi's eyes. "Will I get a crown?"
Yoongi looks down with a smile. "I'll make you the prettiest crown there is. A gold one to match your golden locks."
"Will I get your love and devotion for eternity?"
Yoongi rolls his eyes but leans down slightly and gives Jimin a chaste kiss. "You already have it Doll."
The doors open to their bedroom as Yoongi approaches carrying Jimin. A grin spreads across Jimin’s face as Yoongi lays him down on the bed.
“Now what?” Jimin asks innocently, the grin still in place. Yoongi smirks down at the beautiful man below him and flicks his wrist, sending Jimin’s dress flying across the room and leaving him naked on the bed. A surprised gasp leaves Jimin’s lips followed by a giggle. “I knew those magic powers of your’s were good for something!”
Yoongi rolls his eyes with a smile as his robes join Jimin’s dress. He crawls on top of the bed and sits down on Jimin’s waist, feeling the man’s semi hard cock underneath his. A moan escapes Jimin’s lips as he tries to thrust up and seek friction, but Yoongi pushes down harder, making him stay put.
“Now Doll. I don’t know if you’ve deserved it yet. Don’t want to seem too eager,” Yoongi growls from above Jimin. A devious smile on his face at the sight of Jimin trying to thrash around with his cheeks painted a lovely red.
“P-Please Yoongi! You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting!” Jimin whines while reaching for him. He needs comfort.
Yoongi, moved by Jimins words and sensing what he wants, leans down and wraps himself around the boy while catching his mouth in a searing kiss.
“I love you, Yoongi.”
Jimin’s words are murmured quietly against his lips but Yoongi’s heard him just fine and lets out a smile to reassure him as he dives back into the kiss. “I love you too Doll.”
The kiss is just as deep as before. Yoongi’s hand cradles Jimin’s jaw, the other gripping at his waist. When they finally break apart, Yoongi feels dizzy from the emotion building up inside of him. Yoongi leans back up as Jimin runs his hands all over Yoongi’s body, feeling the hardness of his chest and the slight softness of his stomach.
“Want you Yoongi,” Jimin whispers out as he starts to rock up against Yoongi again. “So much.”
Yoongi groans as he starts rocking back down, matching Jimin’s rhythm. Pretty soon the only sounds in the room are low grunts and panting as the two rile each other up.
Yoongi slowly starts to slide backward while bending over, so he can place kisses all along Jimin’s chest as he moves towards the place Jimin’s wants him to touch the most. Cute whimpers leave Jimin as he gazes down at Yoongi’s face with hooded eyes. The sight of Jimin’s fully hard cock brings a groan out of Yoongi. It’s beautiful just like Jimin.
Yoongi leans in, his mouth wrapping around Jimin’s length, and it’s utter bliss as he envelops Jimin in the heat of his mouth. Jimin whimpers at the sensation as a hand rests in his beloved’s hair, Yoongi setting up a slow rhythm for his mouth. His lips slide so easily and the way he uses his tongue has Jimin panting in no time.
Yoongi reaches his arm in the air, palm outstretched for something. Jimin glances at it with hooded eyes in question, but quickly groans when he sees a vile of liquid fly into his hand.
Yoongi doesn’t let up on Jimin’s cock, working his length with the smooth, wet glide of his lips. Jimin tenses suddenly under him as Yoongi strokes a slicked up finger against Jimin’s rim.
“I got you Doll. No reason to be afraid”
Yoongi’s voice has Jimin loosening slightly and Yoongi continues to bob his head on Jimin’s cock as he strokes his rim. Yoongi’s finger finally pushes inside and Jimin tenses up again. The whole routine continues after he adds each finger until pretty soon Jimin is taking three fingers while trying to push back against them, wanting something bigger.
“Please Yoongi,” Jimin whimpers out, overcome with his need for him.
Yoongi removes his fingers with a grin as he aligns himself up with Jimin’s hole. One hand grabs himself at the base and the other grabs Jimin’s waist. Yoongi can hear Jimin’s breathing hitch as he starts to push inside. He carefully inches his way in until he is fully buried in Jimin.
Both of their breathing is coming out is harsh and erratic breaths as they take in the new sensations. Yoongi reaches out as he traces a finger tenderly along Jimin’s chin with a smile. “Are you okay Doll?” He questions.
Jimin nods his head with a smile. “Go ahead and move.”
Yoongi starts to thrust gently after his words. Quiet whimpers leave Jimin as his body rocks against Yoongi’s. The sounds urges him the longer they go and soon enough, Yoongi is slamming into Jimin’s tight heat and he cries out every time.
Yoongi falls forward and braces himself on either side of his love as he continues to thrust in at a brutal pace. Tears are falling out of Jimin’s eyes as he blindly reaches for Yoongi’s face, bringing him in for a heated kiss.
“You’re doing so well Doll. So well,” Yoongi praises as he angles his hips differently, hitting Jimin’s prostate even harder.
Jimin thrashes underneath him. “Yoongi I n-need to come!”
Yoongi flings his arm in the air again, a blade appearing in his hand as as he continues thrusting. He slowly drags the blade across his palm as lifts it up to Jimin’s lips. “Drink this Doll.” He groans out at the flares of pleasure catching up to him. He can feel himself overwhelmed with the need to come as well.
Jimin laps up his blood that flows from his hand with a groan. Blood coats every part of his face as he gulps it down. “What a messy Doll.” Yoongi groans out.
The pleasure and blood is too much for Jimin as he tightens up and comes all over both of their chests with a scream. Yoongi chases he release, slamming into him several more times before he is spilling into him with a groan.
Exhaustion takes over both of them as yoongi slips out at collapses next to Jimin. They turn to face each other and give each other a small kiss, blood still decorating Jimin’s face.
Let me run you a bath my love,” Yoongi whispers out as he turns to leave. Jimin whines and grabs hold of his waist, keeping him in place.
“Don’t leave yet, let’s cuddle,” he giggles while wrapping himself around Yoongi. The demon king just sighs but wraps his arms around him as well.
Jimin kisses his chest lovingly. “Does this make me immortal now?” He questions.
Yoongi returns the favor and kisses the top of Jimin’s head. “This makes you immortal and a king my Doll. You rule over the demons now as well.”
He can feel Jimin smile against his chest. “I love you my love.”
“And I love you my Doll.”
This. This is what happiness feels like.