The devil's lover ENG

~Chapter 3~

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"WHAT?! That's it?! It was that easy to catch him?? I mean, I'm happy that we finally got him but... I wasn't expecting this."

Jin just nodded, agreeing with Hoseok.

"You are right. But at least it's over now. I can't believe that he killed 3 innocent people for such a reason. And you know what else I can't believe? That Taehyung went there all by himself."

Taehyung just rolled his eyes, trying to ignore his friends that talked about him like he wasn't at the same table with them and kept munching on his food. There was no point in even trying to get them to shut up, after all not just them but everyone was talking about what happened and how Taehyung took care of the situation all by himself, without getting a single scratch. They made it sound like it was a big deal. Maybe it was but all that matters is that it's over. They could finally give an explanation to the families that called every day with the hope that there was any news.

"Exactly! I agree with you hyung. That wasn't a smart move! He should have told someone that he's going there. Going alone to a crime scene is never a good idea. You never know what's going on there after the police leave the area. Some criminals go back just to make sure there's nothing to be seen or to hide or take something and Taehyung knows that very well!"

This time Hoseok agreed with Jin and took a sip of his coffee. They could both hear Taehyung sigh and facepalm but they didn't dare to look. The blond was in a bad mood and they just made it worse. But they weren't going to take back what they said, it was true after all. They were just worried about the younger. He always made important decisions without thinking that he could possibly get hurt. And not caring about his safety only made his friends worry. Maybe Taehyung didn't care about his health and safety but his friends did and they weren't going to sit and watch him destroy himself.

As expected, for the next few days, everyone talked about what happened that day. Some people even tried to get more details from Taehyung but they instantly regretted it the moment the blonde looked at them. Honestly, those were the moments when he loved the effects he could have on people. It wasn't that bad, especially when he used it to his advantage.

That Friday, when he got home, he jumped on the couch, burying his head in the pillows and not moving an inch. He's been having this weird sensation of being watched all day long. but it didn't make any sense since he avoided even his friends. Maybe he was tired, or the lack of sleep was affecting him more than he thought it would. Trying to convince himself that the reason was indeed that, he took a quick shower, looked for some comfortable clothes, and after brushing his teeth he went straight to bed.

The red pair of eyes kept staring at him with the same intensity. Even though it was past midnight it wasn't that cold outside. It was the perfect temperature. Perhaps not for others, but it was for him. His dark brown locks moved softly and his shirt lifted a little bit, sending chills down his back. He's been watching the blonde guy since the incident a few days ago. And as much as he wanted to keep watching, maybe to even get closer, he had to go as the two that assume to be his best friends called him an hour ago.

And just like that, after a few seconds, he was in his room. Those were the moments when he was grateful for his ability. Teleporting was fun. It was a fast way to get from a place to another in just seconds. But from what he was told, humans didn't react too well to teleporting and all that. They'd get dizzy or tired, and sometimes they almost fainted.

"You definitely like to take your time. What have you been doing all this time, huh? These days you are weirder than usual.Yah! Don't ignore me. I'm talking to you Jungkook!"

Jungkook turned around lazily and looked at Jimin somewhat irritated. Why is it so hard to ignore that pink haired demon?

"Why can't you be more like your boyfriend? You know..quiet and sleeping 24/7. I wouldn't mind it and I swear I won't fire you nor send you back to hell."

Jimin knew better than believing him. Jungkook was the King of Hell for a reason.

"Whatever, we have to talk. Your lovely brother has been looking for you. He thinks you are somehow related to all the shit that's been going on lately with that dude your guy arrested."

"Now that's a surprise."

Of course Namjoon thought he was involved. At this point he was getting used to being blamed for every catastrophic thing that happens in the human world. Since he got kicked out of heaven his reputation hasn't been the best between the angels. But in exchange he gained the respect of all hell which was so much more important to him.

"Don't bother with him, it's not like it will be worth it or something. Let him find out for himself what happened if he's so curious."

It made him feel sick thinking about his family. His brother was looking for him just when he got in trouble and his father didn't give a damn about him. But it was always like that so he got used to it. Actually, he was thankful because his past and all the shity people in his life made him the person he was today.

"I'm going to my office. If someone bothers me I'll chop their head off."

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"Again, I'm not going. I hate parties and you know that.I'd rather stay here and finish my work then go to that place and waste my time."

"Come on, TaeTae! You are no fun..."

He tried but slowly Hoseok started to realize that maybe clinging onto him isn't gonna do anything. He's been trying to convince his friend to go to a party with him for months now but he never succeeded. At this point he was wondering if the blond had a traumatic experience or something. He did met some shy people but they all went to parties and stuff. His friend was once again proving just how special he was. Deciding to finally stop bothering him, Hoseok patted him on the shoulder and waved while heading to the door.

"Alright, alright. I got it. I won't bother you anymore. But let me know if you change your mind, yeah?"

That being said the door closed and Taehyung noticed just how quiet it got suddenly. With a soft sigh, he got up from the chair and went to the window, still holding the mug of hot coffee in his hands to warm him up. It wasn't necessarily cold but his hands were freezing, like always.

His cold hands were one of his many insecurities. He hated to touch and to be touched. Seriously, who would like to touch a cold hand? It can be uncomfortable and many people reminded him that. That's why he never holds hands with anyone. For others this might seem stupid but it wasn't stupid for him because he always paid way too much attention to what people said and no mater how much he tried to fix that he always failed. That's why he figured that pretending that he didn't care one bit about what people said about him would help him.

"Damn,I really wanna go home..."