The boys took a day to digest the shock. After all, who wouldn't if they got to know that the fearsome person they had been trying to befriend was actually a creature straight from Hell? I would stan, but that's just the author speaking.
Moving on.
The next day, when Eunha arrived alongside Jeongin, Changbin used his biceps and leg muscles and big tiddies to hide behind Chan. Hairline sighed, having come to terms with the fact that Eunha was actually the Deviless. If he had to say it, half the people he met seemed to be from Hell anyway, so the shock had been digested.
Seungmin, on the other hand, somehow started to view Eunha as a role model. It was sudden, but at least he knew that if he ever murdered someone out of spite, then he'd have a companion in Hell.
Minho was still thinking about Soonie, Doongie, and Dori's every day cultic rituals.
Hyunjin and Jisung and Felix, who were smug about knowing her identity than most people, were worshipping Her Highness at this point.
So as Jeongin walked in, he tried to grab her hand, and this time, even though she almost cursed, she didn't protest against it. Jeongin looked at their intertwined hands and then at her, and a bright smile took place on his lips. She grimaced at his face, but when he stopped looking, she cracked a grin as well.
She wasn't a fan of this feeling, honestly -- it made her flustered and shy and left her with butterflies in her stomach. This was way, odd compared to her usual life.
But it was new, and she had a sliver of hope that she would embrace this feeling sooner or later. Well, if it happened before she completed her mission of killing a human.
Wait, what would happen after that?
"EUNHA!" Hyunjin called for her excitedly, driving her away from her unnecessary contemplation.
"Yeah?"
"We were just discussing about how Minho doesn't like oysters in his ramen," Jisung spoke, and then grimaced, "Weird."
"I think you're the weird one because you're calling him weird," Jeongin made a disgusted face.
"Wha-"
"You're a menace to society, Han Jisung," Seungmin spoke in aggravation, "I have something for you, though."
Jisung's eyes lit up, and as Seungmin presented a box full of something edible and green in it. The weirdo's eyes grew into terror when he smelled what it was, "...W-W-W-Wasabi?"
"Han Jisung anime girl era," Felix laughed.
"I remember how terrified I was when Seungmin fed me wasabi when I annoyed him once," Chan spoke, getting war flashbacks from that time, while Seungmin forced a spoonful of wasabi in a struggling Jisung's mouth in the background.
"That happened with me, too," Hyunjin sighed in despair, "I couldn't shit easily for weeks."
"TMI," Changbin made a face, "We don't need your toilet stories in the cafeteria, bro."
"But I had to scream out while shitting, it was like I was giving birth to triplets-"
"EWWWWW!" Minho sorry-hooted.
"I WAS CRYING WHILE POOPING-"
"PLEASE KEEP YOUR TOILET HABITS TO YOURSELF, HWANG HYUNJIN!" Even Felix was sick of this shit. Oh, wordplay.
"How do you guys, like, cry?" Eunha asked, genuinely curious. Everyone paused; even Seungmin couldn't stick in the entire spoon in Jisung's mouth.
"You can't cry?" Chan questioned.
"Nah, we can't generate tears," she shrugged.
"That's sad. And you cannot even cry over it, fuck," Jisung spoke.
"It's not like I want to cry. I'm just curious," she explained.
Hyunjin had an idea, and he sneakily spoke, "Maybe if you eat some wasabi and then go to the toilet-"
"HWANG HYUNJIN."
(a/n: felt funny so I wrote this. now it's not funny.
I hope you liked it, though~
thanks for reading! i love you!)
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