For a Friend +sope+

48. Planning

Yoongi shook his head, "No, this is like the base so to speak. There's way more left to do." He smiled. "But isn't she cute?"
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Hoseok nodded, head resting on Yoongi's shoulder. "Yeah, she is." Hoseok smiled as he nuzzled into Yoongi's neck. "What's she for?"

"Hmm, not sure yet." Yoongi answered. "I'm thinking she'll be the child form for one of my servants out to haunt humans." Hoseok shivered in fear from his imagination coming up with an image of what that might be like. Something out of horror films. It made Yoongi laugh, feeling Hoseok's slight movement against his neck and shoulder. "You scared of a little girl?"

"Yeah, If she's a demon." Hoseok argued. "She's too cute to be evil."

"You're just saying that cause she's tiny in my hands right now. You can't tell if she's adorable or what." Yoongi argued. He had a point. There weren't any noticeable details in her face or any personality showing through yet. Not that it was this little girls fault, after all, Yoongi was the one in control. "Besides, you know what you got into when you got with me. You know I'm evil, right? It's what I do." Yoongi commented with full assertion. When it comes to his job, Yoongi doesnt play around. "I have to do this."

Hoseok didn't say it out loud but did think to himself, 'Well, you don't really have to.' Instead he opted for something else to say. "Do you want to?"

"Yes!" Yoongi answered enthusiastically, "It's my job, my purpose, my forte. Of course I wanna do this."

Hoseok nodded. He wasn't crushed or anything, he just hoped Yoongi had good in him. He does, definitely, but that doesn't mean it excuses everything else he does. Famine, plague, etc. He wonders if Yoongi feels remorse about it. Hoseok can't imagine causing pain for fun.

Yoongi molded the girl some wings like a dragon, a forked tongue like his own and an arrow tail to match. If he didn't know any better, it kind of reminded him of himself.

"Aw, her tongue and tail match yours." Hoseok commented. "Did you make yourself a daughter?"

"Hell no," Yoongi was quick to answer. He didn't need any kids, he was too busy as it is.

Hoseok chuckled at the speed of his reply. "Would you ever want kids?"

"No," Yoongi knew his answer by heart, no thinking needed. "Not one bit."

Hoseok felt himself deflate. He never imagined himself having kids because he didn't think he'd get to. But now, now he felt like there was a decent chance. Though that feeling was now crushed as well. Yoongi didn't want kids at all. Hoseok knew he shouldn't get his hopes up. He can't expect Satan to like children very much anyways.

"Would you?"

Hoseok shook his head. "No, I'm not the parenting type." Yoongi found lying to be so fun but Hoseok couldn't seem to find the joy in it. Especially not now.

"Good, don't want you getting any ideas."

"Yeah," Hoseok laughed awkwardly and focused on the figure Yoongi was making next. Maybe in his dreams he'll get Yoongi to sculpt him a child. For now, right now they're fine. "You're so talented." Hoseok whispered. He didn't even think Yoongi could hear him say that but lo and behold he did.

Yoongi blushed but tried to play it cool. "Thanks, I know." Hoseok giggled, he loved Yoongi's confidence. He wished he was like that. "Geez, you got me blushing like a schoolgirl with a crush. What is it about you, my angel?" Hoseok shrugged and sat on the floor to watch Yoongi work. "What?!"
Yoongi shook his head and reached his hand down for Hoseok to grab. "Don't sit down there, it's dirty."