the hunger for love and life
❒ pairing: jeon jungkook x demon!reader
❒ genre: fluff and angst
❒ alternative universe: supernatural, college
❒ rating: NC - 17
❒ word count: 1.1k
warnings/disclosures: implied sex at the beginning but no smut, demons Yoongi and Yoonji, half angel Hoseok, talks of hell, madness, starving demons
a/n: this was supposed to be a typical good boy bad girl fic but somehow my brain was like ‘oh shit lets throw some demons in that bitch’ and now here we are lmao i might still do the the other fic haha so if the other one seems similar then thats why. also my brother helped me name this hehe
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“He’s here!” The girls chatter excitedly as the sleek black Ducati pulls into the parking space right beside last year's model of Nissan. The engine cuts off as the kick stand comes down the driver moves to stand hands reaching up to undo the clip of his helmet. The air is thick with anticipation as the growing crowds of eager college girls set aside their differences to watch the man before them. The helmet comes off before any of them can even blink, cheers pouring from ever which direction as Jungkook shakes out his hair. The long curls stiff from being confined beneath his helmet.
He’s used to this type of behavior especially from girls on campus but he just wishes they didn’t make such a huge spectacle of it every time. To be honest he’s not quite sure where this idea of ‘big bad boy Jungkook’ came from; he's never done anything remotely bad in his life. At least none that any other normal consenting adult had, he doesn’t smoke unless it’s with his friends at a party, he drinks on occasion and he’s not a one night stand kinda guy, so he wonders where this idea came from. He can feel the beginning of a blush creep along his cheeks the longer he stands in the open with what feels like a million sets of eyes watching.
“Kook!” You squeal rushing up to him, easily settling his nerves and throwing your arms around his neck. He smirks down at your hands finding their way to your hips as you lean up to kiss him. He sighs against your lips a nervous tick he’s developed throughout the years you’d been dating, but even now you still smile into the kiss. It’s easy to forget about the crowd when you’re around and maybe that’s because he’s only ever had eyes for you or it’s the hand that’s cupping his dick through his jeans.
“Not here.” He almost whines because as much as he enjoys the feeling of your hand on his growing problem he’s not okay with an audience though he knows you are.
“Okay.” You mumble, quick to pull away and take his hand instead. He likes the way your hand fits in his, always has probably always will. And much like a man in love he’s busy thinking about all the little things to notice the empty classroom he’s been pulled into. You're quick to shove him against the wall unbuttoning his pants and slipping your finger beneath the waistband of his boxers. Jungkook isn’t new to this in fact despite your angel-like features it’s you who’s prone to breaking rules and doing reckless things. But he supposed that's what he liked about you in the first place.
“Is this okay?” you ask wrapping your fingers around his dick making him gasp at how warm your hand is.
“Y-yes.” he hisses as your teeth sink into the skin of his neck the pain is minimal, but one he likes a little too much. He can’t relish the feel of your lips for long as you drop to your knees in front of him with a grin that is a little too sweet compared to the dark look clouding your eyes. ‘*
“You’re starving yourself.” Yoonji says through gritted teeth.
“Where’s Yoongi?” you ask pointedly ignoring the girl as she trails behind you.
“___, please feed properly if you’re going to play with the human.”
“I’m not playing, and I’m fine. Stop worrying so much.” you scoff eyes narrowing when you catch sight of Yoongi. Your nose burns at the stench that comes from the group of boys you’ve come to know as Jungkook’s friends. They’re nice enough you guess but boring nonetheless as far as humans go, super attractive but still boring. You wished humans nowadays were more interesting. Yoongi meets your stare before you can approach the group, slipping away from them and meeting you halfway.
“What?” he drawls scowling at his twin sister who hisses at him.
“I see you’re still hanging around angle half breeds.” you snicker.
“Not this again princess.” he sighs.
“Don’t call me that.”
“And I wouldn’t have to if you didn't act like a prissy princess of hell.”
“I’ll tell Belphie.” you threaten eyes ablaze.
“The seventh prince has better things to do, are you feeling okay?” he asks, finally taking note of the way you’ve lost weight.
“I’m fine.”
“She’s starving herself because of that human.” Yoonji supplies.
“You’re not feeding off Jungkook?” the confusion in his tone is evident.
“It’s none of your business, besides we have more pressing matters. There are more demon half breeds starving on campus than I thought. The population is growing unsteadily and more demons are attacking humans from hunger at this rate there’ll be a war.” you say.
“What do we do?” Yoongi asks, glancing over Yoonji’s shoulder.
“I don’t know, I’ll have to go to hell if the situation worsens and I hate hell.” you mutter crossing your arms at your chest.
“This is because you’re slacking off.” Yoonji scoffs as you and Yoongi turn your gaze to her.
“What are you implying?” your ask through clenched teeth.
“You’ve just come back from hell, and you’re no stronger than you were because you refuse to feed properly. Face it, war is inevitable.” She spits, and of the two Yoongi was the more outspoken one but she refused to keep her mouth shut.
“And what would you have me do?” you whisper in a voice that shocks both of them. Truly of the eight royal children of hell you seemed to be the only one most if not all the demons wanted to become the next king. Yet here you stood starving and sounding like a scolded child who’s lost all fight. Nothing like the sole princess of hell and the raging bitch they knew you could be.
“What do you mean?” Yoongi asks.
“I can’t feed properly because I’ll kill him. You know what falling in love with a human does to demons. Eternal starvation or going feral at the loss of their mate.” Yoonji’s eyes widened significantly at your confession, because this entire time she thought this was just a fling. Just a passing fancy after all these years by your side she’d never expected you to fall in love with a human. Her fingers curl into her palms nails breaking the skin in an attempt to reign in her anger. She almost wants to laugh, oh the irony that you should fall into the same fate as your father. Falling in love with a human, except you’d apparently rather starve than go mad. She’d lose the only sister she’d ever had, and she wonders how your human would feel knowing that he would be your end.
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