Hellhounds || Chanminsung ✔️

27

I leave the room, saying that I was going to make dinner while Chan cuddled and talked to Minho to make him feel better. I pull out my phone, dialing Felix's number.

"Yo, what's up?" He answers, his cool tone unaware of the actual mood.

"Hey," I say grimly. I could practically see him begin to frown. "I need to talk to Changbin and Jeongin. It's important."

"What do you mean? What's the matter?"

"Babe, what's wrong? Who's on the phone?" Jeongin's voice in barely audible, but I could still pick it up.

"It's Jisung. He needs to talk to you and Bin. Hey, Ji? Changbin and Seungmin are already here. Do you want me to put them on speaker?"

"No. I need to talk to them in person without you and Seung."

"Is everything okay? What happened?"

"It's Minho."

"Oh gosh, um. Here, talk to Changbin-"

The phone is suddenly snatched away from me, Minho's eyes burning red. "What the fuck are you doing, Jisung?"

"Minho-"

The tallest holds out his hand, silencing Chan. "Why did you call them?"

"Because you're traumatized from them. I wanted them to talk to you about it. I can't stand watching you hurt like this."

"Then look away because talking to them isn't going to make it any better. You weren't there. You don't know how demons are. Even if them and I are okay now, we're still demons. We don't take pity on each other. We don't have mercy. You wanna know how they looked when they were torturing me? Changbin was laughing. Jeongin was hiding behind his hands, afraid to look, but secretly, I knew I was his entertainment for the night. They didn't feel bad. They only feel guilty now because you humans are making them. You mortals never understand. How could you?" He growls, his demonly nature taking over and clouding his mind. "You think you can control everything, but you just can't, Jisung!"

I swallow the lump in my throat, knowing he was right. I was treating this incident like a normal, human issue. They're not human. They don't understand our ways, even with the time they've spent on Earth.

"I'm sorry."

"Oh, yeah. You're sorry? For what? For treating this like I am your fucking kid? I'm a goddamn demon! I'm a hellhound! Nothing but a dog from Hell! So start treating us like that."

"Minho, calm down," Chan demands, taking a step forward when Minho started walking toward me.

I don't take a step back, as much as I would like to. I don't want him to think I'm afraid of him because I'm not. He's not a bad demon. He's not a bad person.

"Don't tell me to fucking calm down!" He yells, pushing Chan by his chest.

I gasp, "Hey! What the fuck? Don't touch-"

The two demons then got in each other's grasps. Punches were being thrown, some missing, some landing.

"Guys!" I scream. "Stop it!" I try grabbing Chan's arm, but then Minho tries to fight back. And he misses Chan.

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•Early update because I don't want to interrupt your holiday~ I'd just like to say happy holidays! Merry Christmas (eve(L))! Feliz Navidad! I hope you all enjoy your days to come :)•