More lightning struck him vertically from above, making the air in the room crackle, and I had to close my eyes as it became glaringly bright.
"You keep your fucking hands off my brothers or I'll turn them into barbecue sausages for you," came the cold and menacing voice from my youngest brother and my eyes widened.
"Jongho...?" I asked more hoarse, almost unable to get more than a whisper past my lips, and the younger one looked at me now. His red eyes widened and a sad smile appeared on his face.
"Kai... I'm sorry I couldn't save you..." he stepped in front of me and released my chains while Asmodaeus was about to get up from the floor and grab Sehun, but Wooyoung, who had just come in with Jungkook and Yeosang, threw him against the wall with a wave of his hand, where he just got stuck in the air because Jungkook had blown over his palms in the demon's direction and now a green shimmering bubble formed around him, trapping him. The reawakened Sehun looked like he was going to fall over again at any moment, so Jongho rushed to him and supported him before hugging him tightly. Yeosang untied Ravn and Jackson before helping my best friend get down from the table. A little dazed and whimpering, he stood naked and wounded in front of us. Jungkook took off his sweater and pulled it over his trembling body before they led him away. Sehun wanted to go, but Wooyoung stopped him.
"Wait a minute, we'll heal him, I don't think he wants you to see him like this any longer. Besides, I'm sure you three have things to sort out." he said, looking at me and Jongho.
"But what about Asmodaeus?" I asked, as he was still hanging on the wall in the bubble under the ceiling. "He'll probably need two hours to fight his way out of there, at least we'll have peace and quiet from him until then," Jungkook said before leaving the room with the others. I helped Jongho get Sehun out of the basement and up to one of the guest rooms, where we put him down on the bed and then dropped down next to him.
"What a shitty day..." I sighed as my head touched the mattress.
"Could you please explain to me what's going on, why are you shooting lightning bolts like a fucking superhero and how much of our weed have you smoked that your eyes are so red? Did that mentally ill guy who fucking castrated my fucking boyfriend drug me?" He spoke so fast that we had a hard time keeping up.
"I'm not a superhero, I'm a demon, just like my friends... I just didn't know it until now." Jongho tried to explain, but Sehun wasn't really listening because he suddenly held his hands up to his face, sobbing.
"When I woke up, I had Jackson's cock in my mouth..."
"It certainly wasn't the first time you woke up like that, you drama queen," Jongho said dryly and I choked on my spit from laughing.
"Why don't you shut your stupid mouth, you satanic bastard?" Sehun countered and the three of us were already lying on the bed laughing, almost like in the old days when I wasn't a ghost and Jongho wasn't a demon... when we were just three brothers who insulted each other but loved each other more than anything else.
"Do you think Jackson will be all right? What's he going to do now, without a cock... I don't want to be the top now..." asked Sehun when we had calmed down again.
"You heard they heal him... if you can wrap demons in a bubble and fling them around, you can probably grow a new dick." I tried to reassure him and Jongho nodded.
"Don't worry, Jackson will be back to his old self and you should really forgive him, he didn't want to leave you back then, he died..." Jongho said and Sehun swallowed hard. Then Jongho looked at me.
"What happened to you?" his eyes turned sad again, apparently he could see that I was no longer alive.
"Asmodaeus killed me..."
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Ghost Chasers
FanfictionThe friends San, Mingi, Wooyoung, Taehyung, Hobi, Jongho and Jungkook prefer to spend their free time smoking pot in Mingi's basement. One day, they come up with the idea of selling fake ghosts for money. Too bad when they turn out to be real ghosts...