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The wind of the cold and rainy night was brushing through Jisung's face as he walked home.

He had his hands in his sweater pockets and was singing along a sad song that was playing on his airpods.

"Jisung." A distant voice called out his name but the boy couldn't quite hear it.

"Jisung!" The voice said his name much louder this time which the boy heard.

He quickly took out his airpods and looked behind only to see a glowing street with cars passing by and nothing more.

"I'm going crazy now." As he said that he turned around and his eyes widened.

"Hi Jisung." The voice he longed so much spoke in a calming tone which made the boy's eyes tear up.

"I t-thought y-you-"

He couldn't finish his sentence as the strong arms of the other boy embraced him in a tight and warm hug.

"I missed you, Minho." Jisung whispered against his shoulder but quickly widen his eyes, to the name he called

"I'm s-sorry. I-

"I missed you too, baby." The demon muttered, holding Jisung's body tightly as he felt him trembling because of the cold.

"Let's go home." As Minho said that, he reached for Jisung's hand and they started to walk home.

The younger couldn't help but smile. He thought he was a mere human to the demon but maybe he wasn't after all.

After a few minutes they entered Jisung's apartment and took off they're shoes.

"I'm going to make us some hot chocolate." Jisung nodded looking down to his feet but he felt Minho's hands on his cheeks, making him look up.

The demon's eyes were the same old bright red which he was very fond of.

"Can I kiss you?" Minho asked in the softest voice possible, staring deep into Jisung's brown eyes.

The younger hearing this, licked his lower lip and nodded, closing his eyes and waiting for Minho's warmth.

The older smiled softly watching the boy and slowly placed his lips into Jisung's.

The kiss was like nothing Jisung ever experienced. It was calm and soft but lustful.

Minho's tongue made a patient entrance into the younger's warm mouth and embraced it calmy which made him let out a quiet moan.

Jisung's hand walked through Minho wide shoulders to his neck, which he pushed closer, deepening the kiss.

The demon pulled back his lips slowly, biting Jisung's lower lip in the process.

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