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The amount of notes I have for this story is annoying. 

I had to reorganize everything and it took me almost fifteen minutes. 

⚠️⚠️⚠️ [Because my last smut chapter was absolute garbage but at the same time so is this one LMFAOOO] 

"Baby!"

Minho had just barely raised his hand to knock on the door when Jisung threw it open. "Minmin!" 

Jisung bounced through the doorstep and tackled Minho into a hug. "Hi sungie, had fun?" He couldn't answer, Jisung was too busy rubbing over the older's neck. He inhaled sharply, body relaxing further into Minho's arms.

"I'll take a guess and say that you did." 

Jisung left open mouthed kisses against Minho's neck. Ignoring every word that was coming from the older. "H-Hey! Calm down. Don't do this now and especially out in the open." Jisung smiled against his skin, hands finding their familiar position on Minho's waist.

"So later? Okay." Minho pulled the boy in for one quick kiss - then walked into the house to find Changbin.

"Go get your stuff and say bye to Jinnie before we leave." Jisung skipped up the stairs, yelling for Hyunjin on his way up.

"You really are a mom." 

Changbin pushed his phone into his pocket, meeting Minho half way and wrapping him up in a hug. "Shut up." They sat on the couch while they waited for Jisung to finish. 

"How was he?"

Changbin sent him a teasing smile. "And you say you aren't? They were fine, didn't bother me. Though, Jisung did try to toss my coffee machine out the window." Minho facepalmed, sighing heavily. 

"Yeah...He has some type of anger towards small kitchen appliances... for some reason."

Minho leaned back against the couch, propping his leg up on the coffee table. "I don't think I ever asked but what's Jisung's...Power? Ability? Whatever." 

The older's head tilted "What do you mean? He does that teleporting thing."

Changbin shook his head "No. Like, the one he got from his family." Minho still looked confused so Changbin tried to break down his question better.

"Hyunjin told me that most demon's get a specific one. For example, Hyunjin has control over nature and that type of shit."

Minho thought about most of his conversations with Jisung and couldn't recall ever asking or even being told about that. "He said that since Jisung's apart of the royals, his is supposedly more particular than others."

He shifted the ring around his finger "Yeah, no. I've never asked."

Multiple thuds were heard from upstairs, Changbin and Minho turned their attention towards the stairs. Jisung threw his bags to the bottom first then turned towards Hyunjin. He grabbed him by the shoulders and tipped him backwards.

His body tumbled down the stairs until he finally hit the last step. Minho was ready to go and help the boy but Changbin had waved it off. "You alright babe?" Hyunjin hopped up, dusting off his pants and picking up Jisung's bags.