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Minho had a lot to think about when he got home.

That entire night Jisung would not leave him alone. He felt something was off and he questioned him about it multiple times but never received an answer.

Minho knew the smart thing to do was to probably tell Jisung about everything, being pursued by Jeongin the huge secret.

It was complicated though, he couldn't form the words to try and tell Jisung whenever the chance arose. It's not like Jeongin was threatening to kill him if he said anything, no, the demon even said it himself that he wouldn't touch Minho.

Maybe Minho just didn't want to.

It seemed that whenever he was alone with Jeongin he would tell him small things about Jisung that he never knew. Important things that Minho felt should have been mentioned in the first place.

Was Jeongin being truthful with all of this? He couldn't tell... but he couldn't go to Jisung for confirmation either. Jisung wouldn't say anything, it's as if a seal was placed on his tongue that would forcibly keep his mouth closed when certain topics were brought up.

He'd immediately get so defensive, giving Minho the most attitude and either redirecting the conversation or up and walking away. It got so bad to the point where Minho had to apologize even if he wasn't in the wrong.

But he couldn't go on like this. He needed answers and he needed them now.

Currently Minho was sitting in the living room with the demon attached to his hip. At first he was holding a bowl of popcorn but now he was holding a big baby, Jisung. He was sitting sideways on his lap, face buried in his neck.

Minho was focused on the television but every now and then his vision would falter. Jisung was teasing him, small kisses and pecs to his necks, drawing his teeth lightly over his skin before finally piercing through it.

He patted the male's back as he drank, keeping his eyes on the superhero movie playing when in all actuality he couldn't even remember the scene that had just played before.

"Done, love?"

Minho felt him lick over the place he had just bit, knowing he usually only did that when he was 100% filled.

"Mhm." Jisung pulled away, tongue swiping over his lips where a large, satisfied, grin started to appear.

"You can never drink properly without spilling." Minho shifted his head a little, using his thumb to wipe away the small drop of blood lingering in the corner of his mouth.

Jisung shrugged in reply, grabbing the human's wrist and bringing his hand to his mouth, he licked over the pad of his thumb all the while keeping direct eye contact with Minho. "Whatever."

Before he dropped his hand though, he noticed something was out of place. "Hey babe? Where's your ring?" He turned to Minho, pouting before he even got an answer.

"Shit! I must've left it at the studio." Minho did feel weird without it, having worn it so much it was odd to go about his day when it was missing.