Hell Born

*You Made Me Regret It...*

A correction for the last chapter: I said "you have eighteen years" instead of "until San turns eighteen" So I made sure to fix it.

Thank you all for 5k!!! Here, have a Jongsang chapter.

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"No."

"What do you mean no?"

"Because that's the fifth time you've asked me to make chicken in the last three days and I simply refuse," Yeosang grumbled under his breath, sending Yunho a dirty look before he shoved himself down next to Jongho. The younger chuckled at him and ruffled his blonde hair, earning a whine from the angel. Yunho rolled his eyes at such a display.

"I suggest you eat something healthy for once," A simple orange was slid to him from the other side of the counter. Yeosang glared down at the fruit as if it were the most heinous creature in the world yet took it anyway.

As he peeled away at the skin, he mumbled "I eat healthily..." A comment that Yunho scoffed at.

"Is that so? As far as I'm concerned, your diet consists of nothing but chicken. What do you eat that's so 'healthy'?"

"Jongho's d-"

"Good morning everyone!" Mingi's greeting was the one thing distracting Jongho from punching Yeosang in the gut. Nevertheless, he grinned at the older brunette, who wrapped his arms around Jongho's shoulder and planted a firm kiss on his forehead. Whilst the two angels glanced away.

Mingi's eyes went to Yunho, yet his gaze averted right before their eyes could meet. "Jongho," He said, making the teen look up at him. "Why didn't you tell me your bed was broken? Where did you two sleep last night?"

Blush crept across Jongho's face when he recalled the event that took place just the other day. "O-Oh well...Yunho hyung was watching Mr Park-Kim and you got home from school really late. I just didn't want to bother you since you looked so tired. So we just slept on the couch."

Hearing this, Yunho irked a brow. "Together?" He inquired. Something Yeosang responded with by nodding proudly. Though the other angel certainly wasn't as impressed.

With a sigh, Mingi promised that he would get the money to fix it or learn to do it himself since this was such a common recurrence. The two teenagers smiled at him, jumping to their feet to get ready when they were reminded that they'd be leaving in ten minutes.

That left Mingi with Yunho. The silence between them was awkward, unlike how comfortable it usually was. At least Mingi thought so. As usual, the angel remained unfazed. All he did was wipe down the counters, completely indifferent to the brunette's existence. "So, what are you going to do today?" Asked Mingi, just to break the tension.

"I have to go see someone. Speaking of which, if you will excuse me I must be on my way." That was all he said before moving past Mingi. The younger watched him simply walk out the door. He couldn't help but sigh to himself, wondering what it was he had done wrong. 

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The moment Mingi dropped them off, Jongho could tell something was off. Eyes were on him in every. Stares, glares and even a wink or so. What's going on? While Yeosang was oblivious and went straight to his locker, Jongho couldn't find even the slightest bit of ease. As he walked down the hall, he furrowed his brow at the people whispering when he passed by, yet he couldn't think of anything he had done to warrant any of it.

Yet he didn't get another moment to dwell on it when his body suddenly collided with the wall. The boy groaned, his eyes slowly trailed up, shocked to see that it was San standing over him. "You know Choi, when I first met you, I thought you were a real bitch." Were the first words the older demon sneered.