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Taehyung sat in his room.
On a live with his fans.
Singing, responding to comments, the usual vibe.
He didnt really think anything would happen, it was just a normal day. As he got up from his seat, he sighed. He was tired from everything going on. He didnt realize it, but as he seitched his lights on and off <for whatever reason>, a mysterious man<?> appeared in his room.
Taehyung looked at him, confused. What the hell? Damn he really needs to sleep. He flickered the lights again, thinking that he would just go away. But no.
"What is that-?"
The man gave him a little smile. It was cute.
"Who are you??"
He realized he was still live, and quickly headed over to turn it off. After he was done, he sat down and waited for whoever this was to respond to him.
"Hello, im youre little-"
Taehyung shushed him.
"We can talk about that later."
He changed the song that had been playing since it was a little noisy, to something more calm. He started doing other things and got distracted, and for a moment completely forgot there was another human being, let alone a stranger in his studio.
But then he remembered about 30 minutes later and decided to take <slight> interest in him.
He looked at him in a weird, kind of seductive manner. Mmm. Eh. Ill get to him later im busy.
----one hour later----
Yoongis POV:
What the fuck is this guy doing?
Shouldnt i be the one seducing him??
Hes literally just doing a bunch of random shit and im a literal demon that he just met in his room and he wont even look at me.
"Are you done?"
He turned around and looked at me.
"Yes."
Damn hes hot??
"Hello. Im a love demon. You summoned me about an hour ago."
I said, straightening my jacket.
"And what exactly do you do, little love demon?"
He smiled at me slightly.
Jesus christ.
"Y'know....love demon stuff."
I can already feel my face getting hot. Stop staring at me like that.
"What do love demons do?"
Oh shit im too nervous to tell him.
"We do a lot of different stuff. But im more specialized in hand-"
"Jobs?"
.
.
....
I got closer to him.
"Holding."
"Im in."
We stared at each other for a moment.
It felt kind of special.
He grabbed my hand, and the warmth of his hand spread onto mine as he locked our fingers together. They were perfect together. But i just met him.
Should i get closer? Hes in another seat and the distance is a little awkward since our hands are linked.
He looked down, the back up at me.
He stood up out of his chair, never letting go of my hand and joined me on the couch.
We were now shoulder to shoulder, holding hands like we're in a relationship whenever we just met a little over an hour ago.
I just realized how much bigger he is then me. Not just in height, his whole entire being. His hand is huge, but just enough yo where my <significantly> smaller hand fit like a key to a lock in his. Its like they were made for mine. Am i catching feelings too fast?..
I didnt realized i spaced out until he scooted closer to me. I didnt even know that was possible.
I looked up at him, to see him already staring back at me.
His eyes are a beautiful chocolate brown. Ive never found brown eyes this attractive before. Am i blind?
He studied my face for a bit, then smiled a bit.
"You can rest my head on my shoulder if you want."
I thought he'd never ask.
I hesitatantly put my head on his suprisingly really comfortable shoulder. I could fall asleep right now. Should i?
He then laid down, pulling me down with him to where im laying on top of him.
Now this. This is comfortable.
He wrapped his free arm around my waist, pulling me closer into him. At this point i can hear his heartbeating at a slow, steady rhythm.
"Relax."
I put my hand on his chest and closed my eyes as he pet my hair. At this point theres no return. As i thought i slowly fell asleep, not thinking about what would happen next.
