Hell Born

*Trouble on Earth pt 2. *

I decided to split this up because the original chapter was a tad bit long and I know no one wants to read 6,000 words.

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Jongho ran his hands through his hair in disbelief. "Can I just...I don't know, exist for five minutes without something going wrong?"

"That's asking a bit much, isn't it? Especially for someone that looks like yourself." Yeosang remarked.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Mingi held the teen back from doing anything rash with an already exhausted sigh.

"Right well, you two will be sharing a room-"

"Hyung!" Whined Jongho. "But it's my room!"

"Yah," scolded Mingi softly. "We already put up the bunk bed. The room is big enough for the two of you. I've got a lot of school work to catch up on and still have to go to the café every day, so I won't always be home to watch you all." He not so subtly turned his head towards Yunho, with the angel rolling his eyes in response.

"Can I trust you two not to destroy each other while I'm not here?" Both teenagers made direct eye contact. It was clear they didn't trust each other but Jongho didn't want to stress Mingi out any more than this situation probably was.

"Okay hyung, I'll try."

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"He moved in with you?" Exclaimed Taehyun, slamming his book down. Jonho shushed him quickly in fear of getting in trouble with the librarian.

"Yes! Now can you not be so loud about it? I don't want to think about it any more than I need to." Jongho held his face with an almost inaudible groan. What did he do to deserve this? He looked back up when he felt Taehyun reach over and rub his back.

"Hey," he said softly. "It'll be okay Jongie. If you want, we can meet up more often and I can even come to your place to distract you from him."

"Oh please, you're only saying that because you don't want to be at home."

"No lies there." The two of them chuckled softly. They eventually fell into a comfortable rhythm of studying, exchanging notes and explaining things to one another while quietly conversing on random topics. Until Jongho realised he needed a particular book that is. He told Taehyun he'd back in a moment, to which his friend only hummed, and he went off. He wasn't sure where he was wandering to but eventually Jongho found himself towards the back of the library.

It was pretty dark and based on the large amount of dust on the books, people didn't come by very often. Jongho was just about ready to turn back yet was stopped when a hand slammed him against the wall and came crashing just above his head.

"Ah! What the hell...Yeosang?" Sure enough, the angel of swiftness was standing just above him, glaring at him intently.

"Who was that human you were with?" He asked coldly.

"Do you mean Taehyun? You met him yesterday! You shoved him off his chair, remember?" Yeosang banged his fist on the wall right before just before Jongho's face, causing him to flinch.

"Don't get smart with me!" He shouted. "Or I'll get angry," he tilted the younger teen's chin then leaned in. Their lips just brushed past each other and Jongho felt his heart ready to leap out his chest. "And you wouldn't like me when I'm angry..."

"Y-Yeosang...WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" Jongho wasted no time shoving the angel away. Yeosang groaned when his back slammed into the bookshelf and knocked down several stories while Jongho irritably watched him pick himself up.