Kim Namjoon. (007)

After dying and falling into hell, you met the entity that, throughout your life on earth, you were taught to fear, evil personified, Namjoon, the king of demons. Although, despite all the bad things you expected from him, Namjoon was curious about you, and the more he got to know you, you soon became an essential part of his heart, a heart that everyone thought was nonexistent.

Namjoon kept hell in peace, and he didn't care who he had to destroy, torture or kill, especially now that he had you in his care, because he wasn't going to let anyone, besides him, even get close to you.

He always kept you with him, showing you a tenderness that seemed impossible, a tenderness that only you had access to. He loved carrying you in his arms, making sure you were safe, although, thanks to the great physical difference, the size of one of his hands was almost the same size as your torso, making you look tiny next to him, which only made him fall in love even more. While Namjoon sat on his throne, you were always on his lap, while he kept you sheltered and safe under his wings, hidden from everyone else.

"Are you comfortable, honey?"

He asked softly, gently caressing your cheek, while keeping his large black wings wrapped around you. His sweet tone and welcoming touch made you completely forget how he had ordered one of his demons to be dismembered, who had driven him crazy a few moments before.

Namjoon was never afraid to show everyone that they were his favorite soul, that he loved you, that he gave you privileges that no one else had.