A Demon's Mate ★

Characters

BTS, EXO, Taeyang, Lee Hyorin

Description

Jimin was an innocent prince.

Jungkook was the demon prince.

They were born to be mates, and Jungkook is done waiting.

Foreword

Jimin lay awake, staring at the ceiling above him. He crossed the room and opened the large window, breathing in the scent of the night before returning to his bed and laying down on it. That night was the night of the new moon, the night that his parents, the king and queen, said evil was at its strongest, but he -not really believing in anything like that- still opened his window to invite the evil lurking just outside in.

He was about to drift asleep when something slammed on top of him. He tried to scream, but a mouth and a tongue on his own stopped him. He tried to struggle, but was held down. He gazed up at his attacker, shocked to see a boy who appeared younger than him, with black hair, eyes that appeared deep red, very pale skin, and black leathery wings cutting off the light and his view of anything around them.

The wings folded, and the boy drew his mouth away; Jimin fainted when he saw they were no longer in his bedroom, but in a room painted black and red in intricate winding patterns.

Jungkook smirked from his chair as he watched his destined mate sleep. He yawned and stretched; it was time he joined his little mate in the bed. Standing, he dispelled his wings and walked to the bed. "I knew from the first moment I lay my eyes on you that you were the one," he whispered to the sleeping boy. "You're meant to be my mate, and I'll make you as such. I'll make you want to be." He went to his closet and pulled out two sleeping robes; a plain black one for his mate and a black one with gold trim for himself. After gently dressing his mate, he dressed himself, tying his robe where it showed off his chest and abdomen. Then he slipped under the blanket, wrapping his arms around Jimin and falling asleep almost instantly.

When Jimin awoke, the boy who had kidnapped him was there, sleeping behind him with his arms around the short boy's waist. He tried to cautiously slip out of his arms, but then the boy's eyes flew open, and the next thing Jimin knew, there was a pair of lips on his, kissing him rather gently.

"Jimin..." the boy's voice was ragged when he seperated the kiss. "Royal Prince Jimin... and all mine." he kissed him again, licking and biting Jimin's lips until they parted; his long tongue snaked inside Jimin's mouth, making him feel a wierd tingling in his stomach. There was something about this boy that was intoxicating, addicting though this was only their third kiss; however, Jimin pulled away from the kiss and punched the larger boy in the face, leaping off the bed. His head snapped back from the force of the blow, and he put his hand up to touch his cheek.

"You hit me, Jimin." his voice was cold and cruel; Jimin stepped back as the other boy stood up. "It's very punishable, hitting people. Especially if the person you struck is to be your mate."

"M-mate? What are you talking about?" Jimin continued backing away as the other boy came steadily closer; when his back hit the wall, he knew it was over. "S-stay away from me!"

"You don't know? Your parents never told you? I'm not surprised. You see, Prince Jimin, when you were brought into this world, the soulmate you were bonded to, the mark that hovered over your crib as a babe, was a demon's mark. That mark was my mark, so you are my mate."

"Wh-who are you?!" demanded Jimin, pressing as far against the wall as he could.

"My name is Jungkook, and you are mine."