Omega Seokjin is trapped in abusive relationship with his husband ,his knight in shining Armor turned into a monster from hell.
He ends up making a deal with a crossroad demon Yoongi and lands himself into the arms of the highest bidder of another...
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Seokjin pulls at his plain tee and frowns "You sure I can come wearing this ? I don't know ,maybe I should change to something fancier?"
"We are going to dinner Dove,not to attend a wedding" Came Namjoon's amused voice
"Well says the man who's dress like he is attending a Ball" Seokjin says ,eyeing the Demon's formal attire.
Namjoon was dressed in a long sleeved tunic with a ridiculously high collar ,paired with olive trousers . The tunic had a vivid embroidery of green and black silk
"In my defence,this is usually how I dress to dinner"
"No ,you are just being a jerk tonight. It's all your mighty plan to make me look like a peasant in front of your family" Seokjin wags an accusing finger at him
While Namjoon knew the Omega was just teasing and being his usual dramatic self ,he chuckles , tugging him close "Oh ,now that you mentioned.Maybe I should style my hair too"
He makes a show to walk towards the shelf "And some brass ornaments for my horns ?"
"You mean hornaments ?" Seokjin snickers,playing along as he taps his chin "Then go with the powdered black . It's my personal favourite"
"Ah ,if it's my dearest Prince's wish,I should oblige"
Something flares between them at that moment ,a sense of belonging.
In Emlek,they were just husbands but here ,In Ember, Namjoon held an important position and Seokjin too in extension as his wedded groom.
"You will look uglier with it but I guess you are uglier anyway" Seokjin says and winked
"Not more than you ,my hideous Husband" Namjoon shot back and his eyes gleamed ,smile stretching wider
A boastful laugh flitters between them and then Namjoon says seriously "It's not mandatory to be dressed formally,little wolf.And I purposely let you decide your own outfit since I wanted you to be comfortable"
Seokjin nods "Well ,I sure as hell cant sit still with a choking collar tight against my neck" A sarcastic smile adorns his face "But will your courtiers feel comfortable about me walking around in casuals"
The demon steps closer and bents to whisper in his ear "They can pull their eyes out if they can't bear the sight for all I care "
Long nails caress the soft skin of his face "And if anyone dare pass comments on your outfit,I will gut them"
Seokjin shudders although Namjoon meant it as assurance .The demon was protective of him and he was grateful for it.Still he hoped no one objects since he would like a peaceful dinner
"The only thing I want you to gut is that damn scarpatine" He shudders ,wrapping his arms around himself
"You won't be served with it ,sweets.But I will keep in mind not to let it crawl to your plate"
