❝the demon's bet❞ - lee heeseung.

7

"if you had something to tell me, you could've called me, you know," heeseung deadpans, "I wanted to know where you've been disappearing," the mysterious boy halts, sparing one glance over to you.

"only to find you, messing around with the mere half-demon, whom we asked you to make a—" the unknown was interrupted by the raven-haired boy, "sunghoon," he warned, a slight growl escaping his mouth, eyes shining crimson.

Heeseung glances over at you, seeing you remained unfazed by the other boy named sunghoon, "i'll see you later," he says, bidding you goodbye, then wordlessly walking over to sunghoon.

The two then depart through another portal, leaving you feeling perplexed. What was sunghoon talking about? you ponder, flopping onto your mattress, feeling down.

He sighed, sitting on the chair in his room, thoughts of earlier popping in his head. After he left your room with sunghoon, making it to their dorm assigned to them in hell, he lashed out at the boy.

Hand gripping his shoulder aggressively as he harshly pushed the boy backward, plunging him to the floor. Yet through all this, sunghoon wore a lopsided smirk, "doesn't she have you wrapped around her finger. You're fighting me, your brother,"

That provoked him to lose his temper, smashing his balled fist into his jaw, eliciting a groan from the blond boy. "do you even know what you're doing right now, fighting me for sole half-blood? pathetic."

"don't call her that. she has a name," heeseung seethes through his clenched teeth, slightly lisping his pronunciation. The fistfight ended when jay found the two tacklings each other on the floor of their living room.

Jay pushed two off of one another, sighing. He scolded them for fighting. When he asked why the two fought, sunghoon ran his mouth about his beliefs that heeseung was fooling around with the very half-blood they dared him to make a deal.

"he's been fooling around with that half-blood," sunghoon said nonchalantly, glaring at heeseung, "she has a name," he retorts, trying to keep his composure.

"fine, he's jesting around with y/n," he repeats, making the black-haired stare in utter disbelief, holding the urge to plunge at him. "is it true that you've been hanging out with the half-blood?" Jay asks, directing it to heeseung.

"yes, to gain her trust, then appeal a deal with her," he calmly replies to jay, shutting his eyes after finishing his sentence.

"if that's all, can I leave?" heeseung asks impatiently, irritation adorning his face. Jay nodded, driving him to turn in his heels, striding towards his given room in the dorm he shared with the others.

Sunghoon clasped onto his hand, preventing him from doing so, "what now," heeseung questions, his tone turning intenser than anticipated. "it's not that I want to fight you. I'm just telling you that you're falling for her without knowing," the blond says, eyes darting about, brooding on how to continue.

"you know the punishment that comes with falling for a mortal," he finishes, letting go of his hand, walking away without another word before a voice emits, "who's falling for a mortal?"

Everyone halts at their motions, panning around to the origin of said voice while their eyes wide, jaws hung open. "lucifer?" jay queries, bewildered as to what he was doing here, at their dorm.

"yes, 'tis I, lucifer," the mighty devil expresses as if he jumped out of ancient times. "no need to be extra," sunghoon mutters, the others left to think that he fears nothing.

"let me have my moment, you party-pooper," lucifer spoke, feigning hurt in his tone while the demons in the hall cringed at his words, "father, it's not 2015 anymore. Get with the recent trends," they all utter in unison.

He was their father, having created them and bringing them to life to serve him and his rule. "whatever," mutters lucifer, eyes lighting in the realization that he hadn't found out who was falling for a mere mortal.

"right, now who here is in love with a human?" the almightly devil inquires, staring at the three present. "no one, I was just entertaining a client, yet someone found it far too much," heeseung sassily quips, glowering sunghoon's way.

Lucifer analyzed the scene of the raven-haired boy scowling at the other, "oh, you have a new client? who?" the ruler asks, perking up his ears in curiosity.

The boy in question could only sough before answering, "my new client is y/n," he finishes saying, knowing the inevitable was coming next.

"the l/n y/n, Jiheon's daughter?" the demon clarifies, earning a yes from the three. "So he's off probation," he says, face then contorting in glee, "i can call him over then," he declares, then strolling off, bidding goodbye, overjoyed to beckon his dear demon friend.

Now that the boy thought about it, the whole ordeal was way too funny for him, laughing at the recollection, curing his brief sorrow. Though, you remained riddled with the burdening sentiment, much unlike him.