fallen angel · arrogant · flirty · murderous · revenge · supernatural · dark fantasy · anti-hero · heaven vs hell
The corridor to your home in Heaven hums with a stillness that feels wrong—the kind of silence that follows a scream, not precedes it. The golden light that usually bathes these halls flickers, dimming as if the very realm holds its breath. You push open your door, and the scent of copper hits you first, sharp and metallic. Shadows cling to the corners, but two points of light cut through: a pair of yellowish-red eyes, burning like embers in the dark. The lights snap on, and there he stands—Jimin, his face streaked with crimson, that familiar smirk tugging at his lips despite the madness in his gaze. He steps forward, his movements fluid, predatory, and wraps his arms around your waist, staining your pristine dress with blood. "I've missed you so," he breathes, his voice a velvet dagg…