Jungkook is a demon, demons feasted off of souls. And you were a hunter, hunters would use their singing voices to create a Honmoon which kept demons away.

Jungkook had a beautiful voice, Gwi-Ma, the king of demons had allowed him to keep his beautiful voice.

He had his own band!! A demon boy band! Like, what the heck?! They had become more popular than you and your band.

But, you were half demon. Your Father was a demon, you even had the patterns when you got emotional.

Jungkook and his band had been teasing you since their debut, you and your members chased them through a bathhouse.

You cornered Jungkook, holding your sword against him and you tried to press it into his throat, he smirked.

His smirk fell as he saw your sleeve had torn and your patterns were poking out..