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You are probably wondering about Jungkook's upbringing or how Hoseok even got himself involved with a demon overlord, right?
Well, it's all a funny story actually Hoseok is just bad at storytelling. To convey real emotion to recall the painfully beautiful events takes a lot of time and effort. And that's time and effort Hoseok doesn't have available because his son is spewing fire from his mouth demanding banana milk.
It's tough to raise any child, however, mix in half demonic abilities and a bottomless appetite and the job is about a hundred thousand times more difficult.
But don't get him wrong, Hoseok absolutely adores his little pitch black-eyed pointy horned devil child.
Against all odds Jungkook was a good kid, it was just his tantrums and unleashed hunger that made tears in the dimension appear in their apartment and the sky to rain blood.
However, it was a good time for Jungkook to spend some quality time with his father. As the dimensional rifts tore into their reality from his unbounded anger that Ironman had you know, died, Hoseok yelled for his father to come to get his son.
Namjoon, demon overhead, a scary-looking eight feet tall monster with long red curled horns, white hair that flows down his torso, eyes lit on fire and a pitchfork tongue. Don't get Hoseok started on where that sinful wet muscles and the places it has been in and on his body.
He honestly wasn't ashamed to admit that he was a monster fucker, so be it that Namjoons magical demon sperm had impregnated him. Having given birth to Jungkook was a blessing even though the child was a bloody handful.
Their relationship after their child's birth however had been tricky because we all know long-distance relationships never work out. Even in this digital age it was tough and having a partner in another dimension was even worse. Hoseok had no way of contacting the taller demon if not for the dimensional rifts Jungkook's anger created since he wasn't so keen on sacrificing a virgin every single time he wanted to yell at Namjoon for each time Jungkook needed a talking too.
So naturally, they broke up, Namjoon cried hellfire and Hoseok thinks that he even waged a demon war but he got full custody because there was no way Namjoon would appear in the courtroom and not eat the judge's heart.
They decided that he could come and visit Jungkook whenever and that he could spend a few eons with his father first after his eighteenth birthday so that he could master the full potential of his demon powers if he wanted to.
The time went a lot differently in Namjoon's realm and Hoseok gasped when he had spent a few days with the demon back when they were still together only to return back to an ice age.
However, with Namjoons vast knowledge and magical powers, he summoned a portal that froze the time on earth so that Hoseok didn't have to mourn the loss of the whole humanity each time he wanted to get dick down by his demon boyfriend.
They never got married technically, only his soul is bonded to Namjoon he learned after Jungkook's birth and if they ever were to get it separated Namjoon would vanish and Hoseok is not raising Jungkook alone.
Being a single parent with a partner in another dimension was tough enough as it was and if Namjoon wasn't there to catch the ticking time bomb that was an upset Jungkook, Hoseok doesn't know how he'd still be alive.
Jungkook was also probably the cutest child alive even though every child is dear to their parents. But Hoseok just knows that his little demon wins all the cutest baby awards.
His toothy grin, little dimpled smile, and big pitch-black eyes that shined with a dozen little galaxies made Hoseok heart warm. And not just warm from the umpteenth fire Jungkook had accidentally started when he sneezed.
Hoseok's didn't have many friends, and funnily enough, that was the reason as to how he even met Namjoon in the first place.
He was lonely, socially anxious but wanting to be friends with people but had a hard time overcoming his nerves.
So what did he do next, as any awkward university student desperate to make friends do; join a cult!
Well, to Hoseok's defense he wasn't aware that it was a cult. Not until the whole sacrificing the pure spiel and the black robes and the red punch.
He honestly just thought that they were a group of individuals that had a common interest and had gathered at graveyards for fun. He was pretty sheltered and a little too naive and trusting, he'll at least admit that. But they had cookies and baked goods at every meeting as they plot how they could summon:
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Or just simply Namjoon for short.
Hoseok shouldn't really have let them drag him to their meetings and pledge allegiance to the darkness that consumes the unholy souls of the evil, but he just wanted friends.
Can you blame him? Really? Damn, that cold.
However, Hoseok thought of leaving each time the meeting began to become more and more aggressive and once they had tied him up underneath a pentagon holding hands around his semi-naked body cover in fresh baby goat blood, he thought "Ah, I should've probably left after they asked me if I was a virgin or not..."
Hindsight is twenty twenty ladies and gentlemen and all the creatures crawling in the dark.
But just as they were about to plague into his chest, all the candles lit around them were blown out from a howling wind. The floor began to shake as a piercing red light cracked beneath their feet as crimson blood ran down the walls.
The cult members screamed with joy before all their heads got chopped right off, Hoseok had his eyes still shut hoping he left the stove off before his sacrifice.
"You human, open your eyes. " A dark gravely voice that sounded like nails on a chalkboard demanded from him. Hoseok peeked his eyes open as he saw the cult members dismembered body parts spread on the floor, blood and bones and guts decorating the walls.
He makes eye contact with the demonic figure who blinks at him expecting the mortal to shit his pants or something however Hoseok is busy eying him up and down. Namjoon suddenly feels naked, exposed, and tries to cover his body regret to only cloth his groin area.
"No, let me see your little coco nips!" Hoseok whines tugging at the restraints he was still bound to the table. Namjoon gasps, "Eyes up here mortal!" The demon lord has never met a human so barren and crass like this before and something about the eight feet tall demon made Hoseok panties moist and mouth water.
"Untie me pretty please, I just wanna talk," he pleads as Namjoon grunts reluctantly undoing the ties as Hoseok practically jumps him there and then.
And the rest was history. Or the history of how Jungkook came to life at least. But if someone asks how he met Jungkook's father, he'd lie and say a college party.
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"Kook!'' Hoseok yells, cooking up eggs before grabbing the live chicken he has tied up. ''I'm really sorry little dude but my baby gotta eat." He prays for forgiveness as Jungkook comes floating into the kitchen. "Daddy! Look at me," he says upside-down crawling on the roof in his Spider-Man pajamas.
Jungkook’s head turns 180 degrees and Hoseok sighs rubbing his temple, ‘’Bun. Please come down before you fall and get a booboo.’’
Hoseok reaches out his arms and Jungkook falls right into them. ‘’Is that Mr. Cluckin Bell?’’
‘’Mhm, ‘’ he nods before Jungkook grabs the chicken ripping the head clean off devouring it.
Blood spurts all over Hoseok and Jungkook, and he sighs again.
He sits Jungkook down onto his chair and straps him in as the demon child munches away on the headless chicken.
‘’Imma go take a quick shower Bun, just eat your chicken.’’ He goes down the hallway, the stench of chicken blood making him strangely feel at home.
After he is cleaned up for the second time, Jungkook is covered in feathers and blood as he smiles wide at his dad.
Hoseok wipes down his son with a cloth, ‘’Hey Bun. Are you excited about spending a day with your Papa?’’ And a day with his father would be good for him, hopefully, Namjoon could teach him to keep the others' powers in check. Strangely enough, Namjoon insisted on being called Papa, Hoseok snickered but agreed.
Jungkook nods, his hair bouncing and flames lighting up in his eyes. ‘’Papa is gonna teach me how to burn the souls of the damned!’’ He giggles excitedly and Hoseok chuckles nervously sweating. What the fuck is Namjoon teaching him, the demon overhead better not fucking influence his pure honey bunny.
He gives Jungkook a bath, rolling his sleeves. He cleans the bloodstains off his son, the water turning pink. After he cleans him and gives him a fresh pair of clothing he checks his watch, tapping his feet. Hoseok was running late for his job, and with the horrid morning traffic, he knew that he'd barely make it on time.
‘’Where the f-,’’ he looks at Jungkook in his pink bunny onesie, ‘’Your papa is late Bun and I’m gonna be late too…’’
Hoseok hates to do this, really tears into his heart as a parent but it has to be done. ‘’Kookie,’’ he puts his child down on their couch.
‘’Daddy's really sorry but you'll have to forgive me okay,’’ he pleads before he proceeds to tickle his son mercilessly.
Jungkook bursts into a fit of giggles before laughing loudly his whole body squirming with pure joy.
Hoseok coos at his son, his cheeks flushed a bright pink as he soon begins to hiccup. ‘’Daddy,’’ his laughter turns into a slow gasp of air. His face turns sour before tears prickles in his eyes as he sobs. Hoseok immediately stops tickling his son, calming him down with slow soothing circles before Jungkook lets out a cry.
A big rift rips in the middle of their living room, and a burning fire licks into their reality as a large big hand with long black claws reaches out. ‘’Finally, ‘’ he sighs as he keeps comforting his son pressing kisses into his head. ‘’Sorry Bun Bun, Daddy just needed to hear your laughter today.’’ Jungkook blinks at his father, his long lashes sticking together as Hoseok smiles warmly. ‘’Love you Bun,’’ he whispers gently patting his son's soft silky hair as he gives him one last smooch.
‘’YAH NAMJOON YOU FAT ASS IF YOU'RE EVER LATE AGAIN I'M GONNA CASTRATE YOU!’’ He yells handing Jungkook over to the big hand. ‘’Miss you too Hobah,’’ the demonic voice echoes as he rolls his eyes.
He smiles warmly waving his hand at Jungkook who waves back,’’ Bye Daddy!’’ He smiles giving him flying kisses.
Hoseok sighs as he quickly grabs his briefcase and throws on his shoes. He dashes out of the apartment, hurrying downstairs to his car.
He makes his way to his corporate stable job, he clocks in brushing his hands through his sweaty locks.
He entered his department walking to his cubicle passing his fellow co-workers, ‘’Good morning, Jinnie, Taetae-,’’ a small man stands by his desk with a steaming hot cup of coffee. ‘’Yoonie,’’ he feels his heart swells, he takes the cup drinking the caffeine running throughout his veins, ‘’God. I love you, hyungie.’’ He gives Yoongi a big smooch but the smaller whines, ‘’Hobah… I swear you're just asking to get HR sent on you, again.’’ His cheeks are tinted pink but Hoseok just laughs taking his seat.
Taehyung rolls into their conversation, ‘’Did someone say HR?’’ The blonde smirks as Hoseok gives him a side-eye. ‘’Chill, I saved you one of Jinnies muffins and this is how you repay me?’’ Hoseok eyes widen, mouth-watering. ‘’Taebear, you know I love you right?’’ He puts the cup down doing grabby hands at the other boy who laughs handing him a blueberry muffin.
He eats the delicious treat, a small moan escapes his mouth as he feels happiness radiate throughout him. ‘’Hey! I saved that for Hobi!’’ Seokjin walks in, files in his hands. He puts the papers down wiping Hoseok's chin for crumbs, ‘’Jinnie… Love you way more than Taetae.’’ He says munching away as Seokjin grins triumphantly, ‘’Hey!’’ Taehyung pouts.
Hoseok adores his co-workers who have become more of a family to him, they aren't all aware of the full extent of his whole parent situation back at home. Not about Jungkook harvesting tainted souls to eat them, or his demon ex.
‘’What's all this commotion first thing in the morning, ‘’ a stern voice speaks up from behind them. A neatly dressed man, with styled black hair, pushed back revealing a handsome forehead. Their boss, Park Jimin, raises a brow and the three around him quickly make up excuses to leave. Hoseok blinks as he's all alone with his boss who has his eyebrows drawn in, he does look like an angry kitten but Hoseok enjoys his job too much to comment on it.
‘’Mr. Jung you are sure lively this morning, ‘’ he nods, eating the muffin eyes wide. Jimin tries hard not to pinch his muffin stuffed cheeks, the other boy looks like a squirrel. Jimins heart does a little flip, he clears his dry throat. ‘’Well… I'm not sure if you are aware of it or not, but-’’ Hoseok beings to panic, what the ever-loving fuck, was he late on his system reports? No, has he sent the wrong files over? Wait, he always made sure to double-check, what the everloving hell?
‘’The department is hosting a small get together, just people from our branch. ‘’ Ah, he sighs in relief. Hoseok wipes the sweat from his forehead.
‘’Oh, I wasn't aware, ‘’ he rarely had time to gatherings after work because of Jungkook but his son was away with his father for the weekend. And now he finally had time so he can finally get shitfaced and eat free food at their company's expense.
‘’Fuck yeah I'm in sir.’’ He swears smiling brightly, and Jimin blushes blinking. ‘’Oops, potty mouth,’’ he claps a palm over his mouth. ‘’I would be overjoyed to come,’’ he says softly eating the last piece of his muffin.
Jimin stares at his face, ‘’You have uhh something-’’ He points to his own face and Hoseok wipes the wrong side of his mouth. ‘’No uhm here,’’ he leans down wiping the other males face. A pretty blush blooms on his face as Hoseok licks his lips, his tongue making contact with Jimin's thumb.
He panics backing off, ‘’Huh let's get back to work!’’ Jimin dashes off and Hoseok tilts his head as he turns around starting his computer.
After their workday they gather at a barbeque restaurant, he sits squished between Taehyung and Seokjin with Yoongi opposite them. They drink and eat until they're all stuffed and too drunk to make conversation.
Jimin walks over to them, taking a seat as Hoseok giggles at him. ‘’Jiminie-’’ He hiccups as it takes a second before Taehyung, Seokjin, and Yoongi all say bathroom simultaneously.
‘’Oh, we are all alone again,’’ he giggles into his hand, his head swimming with the soju and beer they had mixed up. Jimin had barely drunk anything watching Hoseok from across the restaurant.
Hoseok picks up a piece of beef, ‘’Say ahhh-’’ he does an airplane motion holding the beef between his chopsticks. He does this when he feeds Jungkook and Jimin looks at him with wide eyes, a blush painted on his face. He parts his lips taking the meat offered to him, ‘’Good boy.’’ He smiles dumbly, fluttering his lashes as Jimin's heart turns to goo.
They laugh at seemingly nothing eating until there's nothing left on their plates and after the fourth serving Hoseok feels close to blacking out. ‘’I'll take him home,’’ Jimin has him by the waist hand thrown over his shoulder as Hoseok giggles into his neck. Yoongi and Seokjin just wave with an equally drunk Taehyung slouched between them.
He drags Hoseok into his car, buckling the other in and drives away to the other's apartment.
Hoseok mouths at his neck, teasingly as Jimin tries to fish for his keys. ‘’Hoseok, please-’’ He struggles with keeping a horny male off.
Jimin opens the door taking Hoseok's shoes off before stripping him off his coat. He helps Hoseok into his dark bedroom planting him onto his bouncy bed. He lets out a deep sigh, ‘’Hoseok…’’ He sweats as the other male has a stronghold on his hand. ‘’Don't leave me, please.’’ His voice is low, feint, and almost scared. He whines, shaking as he hates being alone. Hoseok had never spent a night alone since Jungkook had come into his life and he misses his honey bunny.
Jimin just eyes him softly laying down next to him, still hands tangled with Hoseok’s. They fall asleep like this and the dawn pours into the bedroom in the morning. Jimin wakes up with a body clinging onto him, drooling on his shirt.
Hoseok groans, rubbing his groin on Jimin's strong thigh. He blinks eyes groggy with sleep as he feels hot.
His boner poking at Hoseok’s one and he shudders as he tries to slip out of the vice grip before he cums into his underwear.
‘’Hey,’’ he tries to wake Hoseok up. ‘’Hoseokkie,’’ he shakes the others shoulder.
Hoseok groans rubbing against him harder, his hair tickles his chin. Jimin tries to roll away from Hoseok but the other male suddenly finds himself on top of him.
He blinks slowly, ‘’Jiminie?’’ Hoseok yawns sitting on his lap and Jimin feels his heart slam against his ribcage. He lays there feeling the delicious weight of Hoseok on top of his steadily hardening bulge.
Hoseok rubs the sleep from his eyes, head still a bit drowsy. He looks down sitting in his underwear on top of his boss, ‘’Fuck... did we have sex last night?’’ He groans, ruffling his hair as Jimin heart sinks. ‘’No we didn't…’’ Hoseok sighs in relief breathing out, ‘’ Am I really that unattractive?’’ Jimin says openly feeling his tears stings behind his eye sockets.
‘’What? No!’’ Hoseok shakes his shoulders, bending over to palm his squishy cheeks. ‘’I was shit drunk last night, and if we were to bone I would most definitely want to remember it.’’ Hoseok tells him truthfully and Jimin smiles back at him.
Jimin grabs him by his hips, hands sneaking up underneath his shirt, and Hoseok sighs dreamily.
The shorter male flips them around, pushing Hoseok down onto the bed. He bends Hoseok in half and Hoseok loses himself in Jimin’s intoxicating touches. Jimin takes his sweet time with him, unraveling in Hoseoks golden skin. Jimin sinks his teeth into the other who moans in pleasure rolling eyes and curling his toes. ''Condom?'' Jimin grins blowing air into his ear as Hoseok shivers. ''Left drawer,'' he breathes out whining as Jimin tweaks his nipple grabbing a roll of unused condoms.
After they spent their weekend fucking, sleeping, and eating and repeating. Hoseok legs threaten to give out after Jimin is done with him and Hoseok thinks an above-average thick penis is way better than a two-headed pointy spear that leaks magical sperm into him.
They sit half-clad in the kitchen as the apartment shakes and Hoseok yawns as Jimin shakes with terror as he watches a split down the middle of the air.
He watches eyes wide, face pale as a demon crawls out and Hoseok just smiles tiredly. A small child flyers inside from the dark portal, Jimin swears he hears howling and bones cracking.
‘’Hey Bun,’’ Hoseok gets up limping slightly as the child flies into his arms. Jungkook all smiles as he giggles when Hoseok kisses the smaller child covered in blood. ‘’You had fun with Papa?’’ He threads his locks softly as a large ominous figure looms out, horns scraping the ceiling. ''I learned how to fly!'' Jungkook beamed radiating with pure joy.
‘’Yah Namjoon, can you shift into your human vessel before you tear my roof in half?’’ He scolds as Jungkook eyes him from afar. The smaller child clutches his shirt, ‘’Daddy who is that?’’ He asks shyly, hiding in his dad's neck. Jimin coos at the adorable child, but his throat dries up as he meets the eyes of a tall silver-haired male.
He approaches him with large steps, ‘’Who are you, and what is your business with the father of my son?’’ He angry integrates him, and Hoseok rolls his eyes. ‘’This is Jiminie, a close friend from work.’’ He presses kisses into Jungkook's hair, the smaller feel extremely safe in his dad's gentle embrace and yawns into his skin.
‘’Imma put this little one to sleep, y'all get along now. Namjoon, don't devour his soul!’’ He sternly glares at the demon who puts his hands up in defense.
When Hoseok disappears from the kitchen, Namjoon slams his fits on the table and Jimin almost jumps out of his skin. ‘’So, you small human. What are your intentions with Hobah?’’ Jimin swallows harshly, avoiding eye contact feeling like the other is staring right through his soul.
‘’I want to court him, sir. ‘’ He breaths shakenly, he blinks nervously but he is honest with his affection for Hoseok. Ever since the other started jobbing for their department he had been smitten.
‘’Right, and what about Jungkook?’’ Jimin knows that Hoseok was a single father but he never asked for any help even when he was struggling. He worked harder than anyone and gave his all despite being on his own raising his son alone. However Jimin didn't know about the whole demonic side to it all, but strangely it wasn't off-putting nor a dealbreaker.
Jungkook looked adorable, a sweet child even if he was covered in blood. And the way Hoseok's eyes lit up when he saw his son tugged at his heartstrings.
‘’I want to stay by Hoseok’s side if he lets me and if it's okay for you uhh,-’’ Namjoon stares at him, ‘’Supreme demon overlord.’’ The demon grins and Jimin nods. ‘’Sir Supreme demon overlord, I want to be in Jungkook's life too.’’ His eyes burn with determination as he finally looks the taller dead in his eye.
Namjoon crosses his arms and thinks deeply over what the other just said.
He rubs his chin, ‘’Hmm... ‘’ Jimin just blinks hopeful that his head isn't going to get ripped off his body.
The demon nods, humming. ‘’I accept.’’
Jimin is stunned a little dumbfounded, ‘’Accept what?’’
Namjoon grins, ‘’That you will be Hoseok's life partner. But Jungkook’s my offspring, my pride and joy, and if you hurt anyone of them I will tear your body limb from limb and keep your soul as a trophy among my millions tortured souls of my enemies.’’
Jimin nods understanding, ‘’I won't hurt them. Never.’’ He promises and Namjoon smiles at him, surprisingly pretty and dimpled.
Hoseok walks in stretching his sore limbs as Jungkook is sleeping soundlessly in his race car bed. ‘’You two done fighting over me yet,’’ he teases as he takes a seat on top of Jimin warm lap. He grabs his mug and takes a sip while Namjoon narrows his eyes at Jimin off all people.
‘’I have accepted this punty human as your new life partner,’’ and Hoseok spits out his coffee.
He wipes his mouth coughing loudly as Jimin rubs his back soothingly. ‘’Right,’’ demons, and their traditional ways.
The demon leaves after making the air sickenly thick with awkward tension, he bids them farewell before giving Jimin one last death glare as the smaller shivers hide behind Hoseok who is not amused.
‘’So life partners huh,’’ Hoseok grins turning to face Jimin who has his arms wrapped around his waist. Jimin tightens his hold, ‘’Does have a nice ring to it, doesn't it?’’ He smiles plumb lips twitching as his eyes are swimming with love. Hoseok leans in to plant a kiss on his lips and Jimin cannot help but smile into the sweet press of lips.
The end? perhaps (: