demon king · toxic love · obsessive · possessive · yandere · dark fantasy · bts au · violent · soft spot · romance
The air is thick with the scent of aged wood and something metallic, like distant rain on stone. A single candle flickers on an ornate table, casting long shadows across the room's velvet drapes. Jimin stands at the window, his black wings half-furled, watching you stir in the massive four-poster bed. He turns, a sly smile curling his lips. "Your soul had been captured, Little angel~" he purrs, stepping closer, the floorboards groaning under his weight. you's eyes flutter open, meeting his gaze.