Sтяαωвєяяу JєƖƖу [Mιηѕυηg]

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Cinnamon buns make me drool. 

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"What are they doing?" Minho wanted to slam his head against a brick.

He didn't know why he decided to turn the tv on. Jisung was sitting close to it, watching the moving pictures in amazement. He asked questions every two seconds.

"Dancing" Despite it being annoying, Minho found him somewhat cute at the way he got excited by random things. He thought back to when the demon had said he was lonely. Where did his friends go? He really must've had nothing to do if something as simple as dancing was interesting.

"Can you dance?"

Now Jisung's attention was turned towards the older "Yeah, I own a dance studio, I teach there."

Jisung perked up at that "Can you show me? Please!"

Minho was going to say no but changed his mind last minute "okay" he grabbed the remote and switched the tv off. He picked up his phone "I'm going to show you a different style of dance from the one you saw on tv." Jisung sat on the couch, eagerly watching Minho mess around on his phone. "With dancing you just have to flow with the music."

A soft, seductive beat was heard from the speakers. Minho free styled at first, letting the music control the way he moved his body. It was smooth from Jisung's point of view, he didn't understand how someone could move their body like that, and why it looked so sexy. At some point Minho had dropped to his knees, rolling his body in a way that made Jisungs blood pump heavily. Minho crawled over to the demon, he trailed his hands up the boys thighs and spread them open.

He slid up between them, raking his hands up his legs "you're doing this on purpose aren't you?" Jisung laid back on the couch, watching Minho do what he does best. Eventually Minho turned off the music and climbed on top of him.

"Did you like it?" he whispered against his lips, running his thumb across his cheek lightly.

"Loved it." Jisung's hands gripped Minho's waist "a little too much" They kissed for the second time, the demon was sure he couldn't get enough of Minho. The fact that he didn't taste like butter this time was a little disappointing but Jisung would manage.

They were interrupted by the front door bell going off. Minho pulled back with a sigh "of course" Jisung glanced in the direction of the front door but then turned back towards Minho's lips. 

"No, I have to go get the door." He sat up and climbed off of the demon. Jisung's shoulders sagged, watching the human walk away from his line of sight.

He laid there for a while until he heard another males voice. He sat up quickly trying to hear what was being said. Was he trying to flirt with Minho? HIS human?

On the other hand, Changbin and Chan had visited just to see if Minho used the book or not. "I didn't for your information"

Chan smiled "good you made the right cho- Ah!" Jisung had appeared behind Minho in a cloud of smoke, wrapping his arms around his waist. Minho had jumped in fright, he knew Jisung might've had some powers but they never discussed it.

"Don't do that Jisung!" The said male shrugged - he gave Changbin and Chan a glare that obviously spooked them from how they avoided eye contact. "You lied!"