Hellhounds || Chanminsung ✔️

13

I lean in, capturing Minho's lips in mine. If only this had the same effect on him that it did to me. I finish up with him, licking my lips after pulling back. Yum.

"It'll be okay, lovely. Channie! Come here please," I call, pecking Minho's lips one last time before climbing off of him.

"What's up?" He comes in, reading the room quickly. "What's the matter?"

"We found out that Felix's new love interest is one of the guys Minho played with, and so is Seungmin's. Please, help him understand that it's going to be okay."

"Jisung, we can't guarantee that."

"Actually," I huff, "I can. You guys just have to trust me. You both trust me, don't you?" I glance between them, listening to them agree.

"Alright, then. Let's go. Don't forget the-"

My stomach drops, dizziness hitting me hard. I hold my head in my hands as I try to control myself. "Why can you guys never give me a warning? And I wasn't finished."

Chan holds me in his arms, watching both Minho and I stumble to hold ourselves up. Me because I'm a mortal, and Min because he's been weakened. I hope Felix wasn't watching through his door hole.

"I brought the pills, don't worry. Min, you okay?" Chan questions, more concerned about the other.

I see Minho nod through my blurry vision. After a few seconds, it clears up and the only thing left is a headache. Damn demons.

I knock on Felix's door, waiting patiently. Chan stood behind, holding Minho up. His face scrunches up in pain. I cross my arms, bothered by this situation. We need to fix this.

"Hey, come in."

I look back at the two hounds, hoping Minho would be okay with seeing Jeongin. We walk inside, everything cleaned up and pretty. That was Felix's style. Organized and detailed. He always loved decorating.

"Hi, uh, I'm Jeongin." A demon stands in front of me, just a bit taller. He surely didn't look like a menace. He was cute, actually. Very young looking.

With my arms still crossed, I eye him up and down. Looks don't mean shit. I get it was a fair bet and Minho's fault, but that doesn't mean I can't have a grudge against the person who hurt him. Maybe I was being a bit mean.

"I'm Jisung, Minho's boyfriend."

"I know." He eyes immediately dart down.

Sighing, I shake my head. "Listen, it was a fair bet. I don't have anything against you." It's just a small fib, don't give me that look.

"It wasn't."

My head snaps up and I look at him with fire in my eyes. "What are you talking about?" I turn around to where Chan and Minho were standing. "What is he talking about?"

Minho just shrugs.

"H-He didn't know. It was Changbin's idea, but we honestly didn't think we'd win. Our side of the bet wasn't that bad. We were teasing, and Minho took it seriously. We didn't mean to have the number so high, but Minho kept going."

"What was Changbin's idea?" I hold myself back from throwing hands. Sometimes I feel like I'm the hound.

"He was just saying things about how we could take more than we originally planned. He was teasing a lot, saying how three was such a low number and stuff about how he bet fifty once."

"Hey, Lix?" I turn to him. "Can you call Seungmin up? Have him come with this Changbin guy. Just to talk. Get this settled."

I knew the boys could feel how pissed I was. How my heart pounded and my emotions boiled. To be honest, I was doing great at holding back.

"I don't think that's a good idea..."

"Why not?"

"Sung..."

"Fine," I throw my hands up. "I'll take care of it myself."

"Angel, no-"

"You two," I point, ignoring Minho's pleads. "Stay, or else. I'll be back."