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kindahoping4forever 6 months ago
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AshtonIrwin: Frolicking in the studio vibes with @calumhood 馃摲 @ryanfleming
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wordsmithic 8 days ago
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twelfth-doctor 3 months ago
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totiredtowrite a month ago
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I AM HERE
WITH PART 2
unavailable: sorry i got sneezed and accidentally liked your post.
unavailable鈥檚 cracker: you commented 鈥渄amn daddy鈥 on all of my posts?
unavailable: i hAvE tHe fLu鈥
airhead and 馃枙馃徑 and 馃: <facepalms in the background>
鈥斺斺斺
馃枙馃徑, after a panic attack: i made a little marshmallow unavailable. see? his arms are crossed because he鈥檚 mad at all of the other marshmallows. and he was cool glasses because he鈥檚 smart.
馃枙馃徑: do you like it?
unavailable: <choked up> it鈥檚 fInE
~proceeds to take picture, print out the picture, and frame it in his bedroom~
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unavailable: i only slept for 6 hours last night!
馃幑 : that鈥檚 nothing. I only slept for 3.
馃: well h didn鈥檛 sleep at all.
馃寴, stumbling into the room looking tired and disheveled: wHaT yEaR iS iT鈥
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馃: damn it鈥檚 dark in here.
馃寴: don鈥檛 worry homie i got this. <shakes aggressively> <starts to light up>
unavailable: what鈥
馃寴: i swallowed a flashlight.
unavailable, on the brink of a cardiac arrest: wHY WOULD YOU鈥
-fda
swallowing a flashlight is a very 馃寴 thing to do
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beaumontbash 6 months ago
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uquiz but i give u a film rec by the end of it
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lewierre a year ago
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linoragi a month ago
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it's five minutes until three in the morning and who is still wide awake? 鉁╩e鉁
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deathvsthemaiden 5 months ago
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Eldest daughters rb this and tag with where your parents stand birth order wise amongst their own siblings
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jimimn 6 days ago
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him. 鈫 favourite jimin looks (10/鈭)
+ because i can鈥檛 get enough
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li-wri 5 months ago
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i鈥檓 a little late but have a 25 mil dream 馃枻鉂わ笍馃
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onebarofsoap 5 months ago
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acknowledge me
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yelenabelovas 6 months ago
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Florence Pugh via Josh Shinner (July 2021)
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l-ovey 3 months ago
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imagine the brothers panicking over lucifer suddenly going on a rampage and diavolo having to step in just to stop him from killing you and when they ask you what got him so mad it was all because of this
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applesojus 5 months ago
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nine year old dickie has an AGENDA and by GOD he is going to get it DONE
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intokook 11 days ago
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most lovable dork 鈾
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tiktoksthataregood-ish 5 months ago
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kzume-kenma 3 months ago
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銆屼簰銇勩亴浜掋亜銇濆斧鈥濄
each other鈥檚 teacher
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ddeonuism 8 days ago
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饾悓饾悩 (饾悁饾悅饾悅饾悎饾悆饾悇饾悕饾悡饾悁饾悑) 饾悆饾悇饾悓饾悗饾悕 饾悜饾悗饾悗饾悓饾悓饾悁饾悡饾悇
饾悘饾悁饾悜饾悡 饾悤饾悎: 饾惉饾惃 饾惁饾惃饾惌饾悶 饾悽饾惌 饾悰饾悶 鈥
word count: 4.9K (omg my written updates are just getting longer and longer 馃拃)
warning(s): mentions of blood, death and some lore sprinkled here and there.
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Y/N does not do her translating assignment.
To be fair, the deadline is set next week Thursday, meaning that she has plenty of time to fuck around until the inevitable pressure forces her to actually work on the godforsaken assignment.
It鈥檚 not like I need to go to college anyway. Y/N thinks with an eyeroll and she pushes the cubed potatoes into the boiling pot for tonight鈥檚 dinner, chicken curry, with a wooden spoon.
Dinner was had, everything has been cleaned up and all that鈥檚 left for Y/N is to waste away in bed until she feels tired enough to fall asleep in the wee hours of a chilly Saturday morning. For now, she thinks it鈥檚 high time to wash away today鈥檚 grime, grimacing at her stained sweater that was unfortunately subjected to some bitch spilling their coffee on her. Whether it was on purpose or not, Y/N didn鈥檛 really care, stripping down to nothing as she carefully slipped into the bath and sighing at the warmth that immediately loosened her tense muscles.
Although the linguistics major had no plans on actually doing her work, she is still a curious person by nature. Well, curious is an understatement considering said curiosity had led her to falling into the rabbit hole of the occult, so deep that there鈥檚 literally no going back. Which is fine for her anyways, besides there鈥檚 always someone with a鈥 quirky interest and Y/N is obviously no exception to that.
What aroused her curiosity tonight however is the lone dictionary Sunoo had lent to her before she left campus. It鈥檚 still a wonder why the English major was in such a rush; he looked quite panicked as if he was going to be late for something important. Oh well, it鈥檚 none of her business anyways, at least she still got what she needed from him.
The dictionary in question sits on her work desk where the rest of her study materials she had organized earlier to trick herself into actually doing her work, but that can wait. For now, she鈥檒l let herself be pulled in by her curiosity once more.
There鈥檚 a thoughtful pout pulling at Y/N鈥檚 lips, staring down inquisitively at the big dictionary laid before her.
She had migrated herself and the dictionary to the bed once she had completed her nightly routine, and now that Y/N has made herself comfortable on the plush surface with both of her wireless earbuds stuffed into her ears, she gets down to business with the huge book resting idly on her lap.
It looks rather old and it鈥檚 surprising that it isn鈥檛 falling off the seams yet as Y/N continues her thorough examination of the old tome. Of all the language courses she could have taken for an elective, she had chosen Latin and it was only to her relief that Sunoo had taken the course last year or she would have been in deep shit right now. Was it because she wanted to be different from the people who had favored French or Spanish? Maybe; or was it because Latin was the primary language that could be found in any material that involves the occult? Most likely.
(Besides, she鈥檚 still waiting for the day where she鈥檒l finally get her hands on a demon summoning guide. Better start early in learning a third language!)
Looking at the dictionary closely, the title is obviously written in Latin and she could only pick up a few words here and there, one of them being 鈥済uide鈥. Y/N hums as she traces the weathered spine before she flips in open to a random page and again, she is met with more Latin and 80% of them were words she hasn't even come across yet. Then again, what did she expect from Mr. Jung who鈥檚 notorious for going off on tangents? She took the class to learn something for fuck鈥檚 sake, not listen to him going on about how his coffee was bland that day.
鈥淎h shit.鈥 Y/N hiss at the initial sting she feels on her index finger, 鈥減aper cut.鈥 She mumbles, peering down at the barely there cut on her index finger for a few moments then shrugging as Y/N continues on her search.
The further she goes, however, is when she starts seeing notes written here and there in English. They weren鈥檛 necessarily the words she needs per se, but they鈥檙e still interesting enough that she starts reading them out loud.
Y/N isn鈥檛 able to hear herself speak at the moment due to the earbuds playing some obscure rock song, but she can still hear herself in her head and the way the words roll off her tongue is satisfying, growing more confident in her pronunciation as she flips to the next page.
In all honesty, she should have stopped from there鈥攕hould have stopped at the sight of bright red letters that strangely resembled blood calling out to her, but it was too late when her lips curled around the first syllable.
鈥淭e invoco a profundus inferni, Daemon, esto subjecto voluntati meae鈥攁d ligandum eos pariter eos coram me.鈥 She says out loud. Y/N only said it because she recognizes the word 鈥渄emon鈥 and since her curiosity is the driving force to all of this, she repeats it again.
and again.
and again.
and again.
Maybe it鈥檚 the undivided attention she鈥檚 giving the dictionary that made her ignorant to the fact that her entire bed shook at the first round of reciting the incantation. Maybe it鈥檚 the fact that the music playing is loud enough to drown out the storm going on outside; the way the wind seems to howl louder when she repeats for the second time; how the rain lashed against her window and the rumbling of thunder shakes her entire home as the lightning lit up the skies at the third.
At the fourth, her room is immediately bathed in darkness as her music stopped blaring in her ears. That鈥檚 when she looks up and waits for a full ten seconds to see if the electricity comes back on. It usually does come back immediately after that as the condominium she resides in has a generator, but when twenty seconds went by with still no electricity, she knew something was up; especially when she hears a thump outside of her room followed by something shattering.
A shiver wracks Y/N鈥檚 entire frame when her bare feet touch the cold wooden floors. Earbuds long abandoned on her bed, she jumps when a loud roll of thunder sounds, her heart pounding as she takes tentative steps towards the door as goosebumps rise on her skin from the sudden drop in temperature.
Now Y/N isn鈥檛 scared. In fact, it takes a lot to scare the living daylights out of the linguistics major, but she would be lying if she says she isn鈥檛 the least bit unnerved at this very moment. For one, she lives in a high-rise condominium with very tight security so it鈥檚 less likely for someone to break into her unit and the fact that she can sense that something or someone is in her home right now has her on high alert.
The hallway is pitch-black when she steps out of the comfort of her bedroom and her heart drops when she hears grunting followed by a string of curses.
And since Y/N has no regard for her safety whatsoever, she calls out, 鈥渉ello?鈥 Wow, if she was in a movie, she鈥檇 be the first to die.
Whoever it is freezes at the sound of her voice.
鈥淲ho are you and how did you get into my home?鈥
Her breath hitches when she hears the intruder chuckle, wincing when porcelain remains crunches underneath their boots and gasping at the blood red eyes that seem to glow so bright in this level of darkness looking right at her. 鈥淗ello, little human. Is that how you greet the demon you鈥檝e summoned?鈥
What the fuck.
The who she what now?
By some invisible force, the door slams shut behind her and in the blink of an eye Y/N, finds herself backed up against the wooden surface with the same glowing red eyes staring her down.
鈥淒on鈥檛 act innocent, little human.鈥 The voice hissed. 鈥淵ou spoke the words loud and clear. Your desire for power鈥 I felt it.鈥 Wait a goddamn second鈥 that voice sounds awfully familiar. 鈥淭he desperation for a demon at your beck and call鈥斺 Y/N, not very impressed with the whole monologuing spiel, takes her chances and reaches for the light switch, flicking it on.
It takes a little while for her eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness, wincing all the while and even all the blinking to get her eyes used to it is not enough to prepare her for what she is about to find in the narrow hallways of where the bedrooms are; and there she finds herself gawking at the tall figure standing before her, appearing as baffled as she is.
鈥淪unghoon?鈥 Her voice is understandably laced with surprise and disbelief as she takes in the sight of the silver-haired architecture major doing the absolute most in making himself appear even more bigger than he already is. Strangely enough, it reminded her of the standing emoji the longer she stares.
Sunghoon鈥 Y/N had no opinions on him besides his appearance. She only knew him as the quiet and handsome guy from the Fashion and Design department of DU and that he was somehow friends with that kind and sweet English Major Y/N quickly took a liking to. The further Y/N and Sunoo had gotten close from being seatmates, she had found out from him that Sunghoon was majoring in architecture and he鈥檚 only taking creative writing to fill in his units.
Having that vague image she had of Sunghoon conceived in her mind, that obviously wasn鈥檛 the case now that she has to watch the man himself go through the five stages of grief once realizing how ridiculous he looked just standing there beside the broken remnants of the vase Wonyoung had given her earlier. If the situation was a little different, Y/N wouldn鈥檛 have the faintest thought that Sunghoon was a demon in disguise. Then again, he did somehow find a way to get into her house so other possibilities were immediately erased from her mind.
God, she couldn鈥檛 wait to see the look on her friends鈥 faces once she gets the chance to brandish her newly acquired companion like a show dog.
By now, the intimidating front the man had on moments prior melts away once he doesn鈥檛 sense any fear from the girl donned in pastel, leaving his face blank of any emotion except the momentary sheepishness as he lifts his hand, flicking the switch off.
The hallway is once again bathed in darkness except for the glowing red eyes. 鈥淲ho is this鈥 Sunghoon you speak of?鈥 鈥榥ot Sunghoon鈥 speaks, the deep and gravelly voice obviously forced.
鈥淪unghoon, this is really embarrassing for both of us, stop that.鈥 Y/N huffs, switching the lights back on, immediately giggling at the look of defeat on his face. 鈥淪o you鈥檙e a demon, huh? What鈥檚 your whole backstory? Is Sunghoon even your name? And what do you mean 鈥榮ummon?鈥欌
Y/N doesn鈥檛 even let him get a word in, deciding to fire questions just as Sunghoon is about to answer Y/N鈥檚 question of: 鈥榓re all demons dressed in the same dark aesthetic?鈥 and he had no idea if he should be offended when her face twisted, displeased at the thought. Then again, based on his own observations, she was quite fond of any articles of clothing that looked like it鈥檚 been shat out by a Unicorn, color wise.
With a sigh, Sunghoon promptly stops her from talking by covering her mouth with his hand, 鈥渃an we talk about my origins later?鈥 He says, exasperated as his glowing pupils fade into an inky black. 鈥淗ow did you draw blood?鈥
鈥淏lood?鈥 Is the first thing that comes out of Y/N鈥檚 mouth the moment he lets go.
Sunghoon stares at her as if Y/N has grown two heads. Is this really happening to me right now? 鈥淵es. Blood. You do know blood is needed for a summoning ritual, right?鈥 Y/N only stares back at him, not saying a word. 鈥淪weet Satan鈥攆ine. Let鈥檚 put it this way: how did you hurt yourself?鈥
鈥淥h! Easy,鈥 Sunghoon raises a thick eyebrow at the sudden optimism. 鈥淧apercut!鈥 She beams.
鈥淎 papercut.鈥 The demon parrots dumbly, staring into nothing.
鈥淵eah.鈥
鈥淪o you鈥檙e an idiot鈥︹ Sunghoon trails off and Y/N鈥檚 eyebrow slowly raise as she watches the life fade out of his pretty eyes. 鈥淕reat. Just great.鈥 He mumbles to himself as he fixes his gaze onto her again. 鈥淎 papercut.鈥 He repeats again, mostly to himself, not really impressed by her method in spite of it being very unusual and almost unheard of.
鈥淗ey, it really hurt!鈥 She argues.
Sunghoon snorts, 鈥渙h I鈥檓 sure it did.鈥 For an idiot. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e taking this whole thing surprisingly well. The last human I served fainted about three times before they finally accepted that they鈥檝e managed to summon me.鈥
鈥淲ould it weird you out if I say that I鈥檝e been desensitized to the whole sacrificing my soul to have a demon of my own thing? Besides, haven鈥檛 you seen my twitter? I have been very vocal about wanting a demon of my own.鈥
鈥淥h yes, how could I ever forget? Just making sure since I literally cannot smell an ounce of fear on you and it scares me.鈥
Y/N makes a face, leaning against the door, 鈥渘ow that鈥檚 weird.鈥
Sunghoon rolls his eyes, 鈥測ou鈥檙e one to talk.鈥 He mumbles.
鈥淲hat was that?鈥
鈥淣othing! Can we take this somewhere else?鈥
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That somewhere else is the kitchen.
鈥淪o, you found a book鈥 that you didn鈥檛 know was a guide to summoning demons.鈥 The demon clarifies, arching an eyebrow when Y/N nods eagerly as if this was a normal, everyday conversation.
鈥淭echnically, I borrowed it, but I don鈥檛 think the owner is aware that S鈥斺 Wait鈥 does that mean Sunoo could possibly be in the same situation as her right now? Her sweet Sunoo? Holy fuck, does Sunghoon know? 鈥淎 friend鈥斺 She continues, not at all minding the demon' slightly narrowed eyes at her almost slip-up, 鈥溾攈ad lent it to me by accident since I was supposed to be borrowing a Latin dictionary. Hell, even I wasn鈥檛 aware they had one.鈥
Sunghoon snorts. Humans. 鈥淩ight, then you got a papercut and read the incantation four times?鈥
鈥淚s鈥 there a specific amount for it to work? I just like how it rolled off of the tongue so I said it as many times as I could.鈥
鈥淚t works just once.鈥 Sunghoon shrugs. 鈥淏ut I鈥檓 assuming repeating it more than once makes it even more powerful if Satan allowed a fucking papercut to be enough.鈥 He snorts, 鈥渁 drop of blood,鈥 he pauses to laugh quietly to himself, 鈥渢he old man has grown soft.鈥
Y/N shrugs, smiling slightly, 鈥渕aybe I am an exception? After all, I am rather desperate to have a demon at my beck and call.鈥 She sing-songs, flashing Sunghoon a sharp smile to which he returned with a rather amused one.
鈥淢aybe.鈥 He says softly as he lets his gaze trail after the girl skipping towards the refrigerator.
鈥淲ould you like anything to drink, oh scary demon?鈥 Y/N asks as she pulls the doors open.
鈥淵es I鈥檇 like a鈥斺 The words die in his throat, 鈥渉ang on,鈥 Sunghoon suddenly says when he realizes the gravity of the situation at hand as he takes a seat on one of the bar stools he pulled out lined up underneath the breakfast nook. 鈥淲hy aren鈥檛 you wearing any pants?鈥
Y/N, in the middle of looking for something to drink in the double-door fridge, paused to look over her shoulder with an arched eyebrow and then grinning as she observes Sunghoon avoiding to look past where the hem of her oversized shirt ends. 鈥淔or one, I live alone, why would I need to? Besides, if a killer were to break into my home, maybe our enemies to lovers arc will start by me seducing them with my wit and charm and then getting fu鈥斺
鈥淥h for the love of Satan, please, shut the fuck up.鈥 Sunghoon manages to say in between his spluttering, eliciting a howl of laughter from the girl.
鈥淣ever thought a demon would be so prude.鈥 Said demon glares at her for the comment. 鈥淎t least you said please.鈥 Y/N shrugs, 鈥渟o, are you going to give me the demon talk? Ask me to make a wish in exchange for my soul? To be honest, the whole slow burn death is not how I expect my death to be like.鈥
鈥淪low burn death鈥攏o, are you hearing yourself? Also, taking souls has been a thing of the past, we don鈥檛 really do that anymore. At least for now.鈥 Sunghoon clarifies as he levitated a can of soda for himself, ignoring the girl鈥檚 gawking as he too used his freaky demon powers to crack it open.
鈥淪o a virgin sacrifice then.鈥 Y/N concludes once recovering, 鈥渦nfortunately for you, buddy, I鈥檝e not been one for a long time now.鈥 She says with a very loud sip of her Caprisun.
Sunghoon almost chokes, 鈥渨hat? No! Will you let me finish?鈥 Y/N raises both of her hands in surrender, prompting him to continue as the demon rubs at his temple, 鈥渁s I was saying, collecting souls is a thing of the past. Earth isn鈥檛 the only one suffering with overpopulation, you know?鈥
She lets out a low whistle. Does that mean that most people that had passed from recent times end up in Hell now? 鈥淒amn, is it that bad? And to think I鈥檇 already accepted my spot in Hell.鈥 Y/N muses.
Sunghoon visibly cringes. Yeah, no he wouldn鈥檛 want someone as deranged as Y/N to be part of Hell鈥檚 population. She would enjoy it too much, maybe even flirt with Lord Satan himself if she was particularly in a 鈥淚鈥檓 gonna cause chaos鈥 mood and he did not want to be questioned on why his client isn't suffering like the rest of the damned souls stinking up the sulfur invested place, nor does he want to be subjected to Satan鈥檚 wrath.
鈥淚t鈥檚 too early to think about whether you鈥檇 end up above or down below anyways.鈥 Besides, it鈥檚 not like Heaven was all sunshine and rainbows. From what he heard from some angels he had come across in the past鈥攚here most of them were subjected to Jake鈥檚 shenanigans鈥擧eaven was no walk in the park either. Imagine having to abide by rules. Thinking about it just makes him nauseous.
Sunghoon takes a generous gulp from his Coca Cola. He should have gone for a bottle of vodka even if it doesn鈥檛 really do anything except make his throat burn. 鈥淥ne wish you desperately want in exchange for something you value with your life.鈥
Y/N hums, taking a sip, 鈥渨ell, I do have a lot of things that are precious to me.鈥
鈥淕ood, pick one for me to take and I鈥檒l grant whatever it is that you want.鈥
鈥淭he only problem is that I鈥 don鈥檛 really know what I want?鈥 She says sheepishly.
鈥淲hat.鈥 Sunghoon deadpans, crushing the already empty can with an iron grip. 鈥淲hat do you mean? You humans always have something you want but can鈥檛 get.鈥
鈥淪ure but鈥 I literally can have anything I want. I mean just look at the place I live in.鈥 Y/N says, arms spread out to brandish the entirety of her condo unit. 鈥淚t鈥檚 what I get for being born to wealthy but emotionally unavailable parents.鈥 She shrugs, chewing on the straw of her drink.
鈥淒o you see a therapist 鈥榗ause that was way too dark, even for me.鈥
鈥淣o. I鈥檓 just used to it I guess.鈥 Y/N laughs, smiling as she places the almost empty Caprisun on the quartz counter and completely ignoring Sunghoon鈥檚 calculating gaze. 鈥淪o what happens if I don鈥檛 have a wish for you to grant?鈥
鈥淭hen I鈥檒l stay here until you think of something. I鈥檓 already bound to you the moment you summoned me using your blood, little human and knowing you, I bet even an idiot would know how pleased you are with this arrangement, hm?鈥 Sunghoon grins, his prominent fangs peeking that perked Y/N鈥檚 interest as she leaned over the counter to take a closer look. Though the grin doesn鈥檛 reach his eyes, even more so when he realizes that his newly appointed client has taken obvious interest in his incisors as he leans away, bemused.
Y/N pouts, crossing her arms.
The demon snickers as he hops off of his seat to stand to his full height, 鈥渨ith that being said, I am bound to you until I grant you your wish.鈥 He says, resting both of his palms on the counter, 鈥渨hich means, I am yours, as you are mine, until we complete both sides of the bargain.鈥 Sunghoon then holds out his hand, 鈥渄o we have ourselves a deal, Y/N?鈥
鈥淚鈥檝e literally been waiting for this my whole life, of course we do!鈥 And she grabs his hand with no hesitation.
The devious grin Sunghoon had on previously is back in full force as he squeezed her hand, 鈥渟o mote it be.鈥 He says and his eyes glow a piercing red; almost like rubies and Y/N finds herself staring into them as if she were in a trance.
That鈥檚 when Y/N feels it and it isn鈥檛 a pleasant feeling at all. You know how in Harry Potter where they described apparating or using the Floo Network was like being squeezed in a tube, as if your insides are being scrambled? This is heaps worse, but even if she wanted to keel over from the discomfort and the ghost of occasional pain, she couldn鈥檛.
Y/N could only stand there frozen, still gazing straight into Sunghoon鈥檚 blood-red eyes as the demon arches an eyebrow, seemingly impressed by her resilience. Any other human by now would be crying out in pain鈥攂egging for him to stop what he鈥檚 doing, but it鈥檚 apparent that the human before him is built quite differently; not quite as fragile as his previous humans were. And as handsome as Sunghoon looked at the moment, Y/N can鈥檛 help but let a spike of fear pierce her racing heart. After all, despite the insanely good looks the man possesses, he is still a demon through and through and she knows he is capable of killing her when he sees fit.
鈥淩elax, little human.鈥 Sunghoon hushes again once sensing her fear and with a snap of his fingers, the uncomfortable feeling stops just like that. 鈥淚 have no plans on killing you, unless I want to die myself.鈥
Y/N breathes in sharply as she slumps over the breakfast nook, coughing as she takes in greedy gulps of air. 鈥淲hat the fuck was that?鈥 Y/N say, winded.
Sunghoon brushes away the imaginary dust from his shoulder, 鈥減roof that you agreed to our contract.鈥
鈥淏y touching you and going through whatever that was?鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 a precaution. Think of it as me placing a tracking device on you except I feel what you feel. It notifies me whether I need to be by your side to get rid of whatever is threatening your life.鈥 Sunghoon says coolly as Y/N鈥檚 eyebrows shoot up at the information.
Now why was that hot.
鈥淒oes鈥攄oes it go both ways then? Like if you鈥檙e hurt then I鈥檒l feel it too?鈥
Sunghoon shakes his head, 鈥渘o. Demons are naturally immune to many many things, hunger is one of them and the need for sleep. I can assure you that you won't feel anything from me. Other than that, I have to keep you alive until our contract ends, or we鈥檙e both screwed if you die.鈥
鈥淭hat does not make sense to me whatsoever, but since you're the one with freaky powers, I鈥檒l take your word for it.鈥 Y/N smiles shakily as she lifts up one of her hands for a thumbs up.
鈥淭he dizziness will fade soon, don鈥檛 worry.鈥 The demon reassures her, a wry smile curling on his lips as he observes her weakened form. 鈥淔or now, I have to take care of some things first.鈥 Y/N regards Sunghoon with mild interest, watching him reach out to her with his right hand.
She only blinks when the same hand holds her jaw, lifting it up slightly as Sunghoon tilts his head with a smile. 鈥淩emember what I said?鈥
She makes a face at that, 鈥渄ude, you said a lot of things. You can鈥檛 expect me to remember all of that.鈥
鈥淭hen let me give you a refresher, Y/N.鈥 His fingers then squeezes her cheeks briefly as he leans in close, 鈥淚 am yours as you are mine.鈥 He says smoothly, 鈥渘ow say it back to me.鈥
鈥淚 am yours as you are mine.鈥 Y/N repeats.
鈥淕ood. You listen very well.鈥 Satisfied, the demon lets go of her jaw, both hands now stuffed in his pockets. 鈥淚鈥檒l see you very soon, little human and remember, do not tell anyone about this.鈥
With that, he takes a step back, flashing Y/N one last grin before vanishing into a puff of black smoke, leaving Y/N still slumped over the breakfast nook as she stares at the spot where Sunghoon鈥攈er demon, previously stood in wonder. Did all of that just really happen?
Though the doubt instantly fades when her eyes land on the lone, crushed Coca Cola can on her left-hand side, indicating that yes, Park Sunghoon, architecture major by day and creepy, crawling demon by night was here and now bound to her.
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饾悞饾悢饾悓饾悓饾悁饾悜饾悩: Sunghoon wasn鈥檛 expecting to be sent to the mortal world by his 鈥渇ather鈥, much less being forced into attending college (he鈥檚 a demon! why would he need to?!) and being accidentally summoned by a clueless human almost had him marching straight into Hell to have a word with its ruler. Only he couldn鈥檛, because he was already bound to you by a fucking paper-cut sealing your contract which means he can鈥檛 just leave the mortal world without taking something of yours in return.
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