To Utopia, Set Sale!

A good demon?

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⚠️This chapter contains mentions of abuse/violence, swearing, disfunction family's and blood⚠️

The year is 1751 in Crescent and Hongjoong is siting at the edge of the Dock looking out to the sea when suddenly he hears a scream of bloody murder coming from inside a house.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

A person? Repeats over and over. As Hongjoong gets closer to the house where the screams are coming from, he kicks down the door to find what looks like a 15-16 year-old covered from head to toe in blood and injuries.

"YOU FUCKING DEMON BITCH, HOW DARE YOU COME HERE, I KICKED YOU OUT FOR A REASON!"

A person shouts at the poor demon-person-thing who honestly look terrified.

Hongjoong elbowed the person in the side sending them flying to the floor, as quickly as possible picked up the demon-person-thing and ran outside to his house where his mother was.

By the time he got there the demon-person-thing was practically passed out.

"Oh my god what happend"

Hongjoong's mother gasped insanely worried.

"I found them being beat up in there house by someone who I think is-"

Hongjoong was cut-off by the demon-person-thing.

"Father"

"Did your father do this to you?"

Hongjoong asked timidly as to not distress the demon-person-thing even more than it already was.

"Y-yes"

"Why though, what did you do?"

"Hongjoong! Stop with the questions your going to overwhelm him. Now put him on the couch, I need to get somethings ill be back"

*After 30 seconds of silence later*

"So... uhh, what's your name?"

"Y-yunho"

"That's a really cool name, I like it"

"Your not going to hurt me are you?"

"No, of course not, why would we?"

"Well be-because I'm a demon"

"You don't look like one to me. And I saw the look of terror on your face earlier also you haven't hurt me yet so I have no reason to believe you will do so later"

"W-whats your name?"

"Hongjoong"

"Pretty"

"I'm back, how are you feeling sweetie?"

Hongjoong's mother asked Yunho while carrying medicines and herbs

"I've been better"

Yunho replies letting out a small laugh to lighten the mood, though doing that sent a massive wave of pain all though out his body.

"Ok, this may sting a bit"

Yunho only nodded. He winced a little bit feeling pain but not as bad as before. Seeing Yunho, Hongjoong took his hand in his, Yunho squeeze his hand tightly feeling relief wash over his body.

*about 7 minutes later*

Hongjoong's mother was finished with cleaning Yunho's wounds.

"Joongie baby, take him up to your room and let him rest"

"Yes ma"

Hongjoong swiftly picked Yunho up from the couch as he was way to light for his age. He gently set Yunho down on his bed, at the movement the latter let out a grown.

"Shh it's okay, it's okay" Hongjoong soothed him.

As Yunho lay there he fell asleep in minutes as the 'bed' he was used to was a very thin rotting mattress on the hard wood floor. Hongjoong looked over the latter's body and wondered what kind of 'human' (more like Monster) could do this to him, he may be a demon but even they don't deserve this kind of treatment.

*3 and 1/2 hours later*

Yunho felt something heavy on his right shoulder, luckily not on any of his injuries, as he tried to look down a wave of pain over took his body and he groaned at he movement the other shot up.

"Yunho! Are you okay, what hurts, do you-"

"Hongjoong I'm okay, you can stop worrying so much you dork"

"Sorry"

Hongjoong looked down gently rubbing Yunho's shoulder where he rested his head. At the gesture he smiled a little having someone finally care for him after a long time felt nice, though he thought he did deserve it as he was the cause of 'the accident' it still felt good.

"I made soup"

Hongjoong's mother interrupted their little moment.

"Thank you, will be down in a sec"

Hongjoong shouted back making Yunho jump.

"Oh I'm so sorry ill be quieter, are you okay?"

"Yes I'm alright"

Yunho replies giving him a sweet, genuine smile.

"Do you want some soup? My ma makes very good soup"

"Yes please"

With that Hongjoong helps Yunho off his bed and down to the kitchen where his mother is.

"Ah kids your finally here. Here, Hongjoong's friend do you like seaweed soup?"

Friend? Is he really my friend, or is he just like the rest who left me.

"His names Yunho ma"

"Ah sorry Yunho, do you like seaweed soup?"

Yunho nodded his head as he didn't feel like talking the world just seemed too much. Hongjoong and his mother being sweet and kind to him knowing damn well he was a demon and could attack them at any moment like he did with ______. Hongjoong's mother pulled Yunho out if his thoughts.

"There you go sweetheart"

Hongjoong's mother says a beautiful sweet but genuine smile planted across her face.

"Th-thank you Hongjoong's mother"

"Ah call me kim"

"Okay kim"

*5 minutes later, all three are eating the soup and kim is horrible embarrassing her son*

"And then he fell down in mud"

"Ma!"

Hongjoong half shouted keeping in mind Yunho's dislike of loud noise, when suddenly they hear rapid loud banging from the door.

"Ma, stay here with yuyu ill see what it is"

"But Jo-"

Befor kim could argue Hongjoong was running to see what was happening.

'Yuyu' Yunho though to himself' a nickname? But why, I mean he liked it but it was weird they only knew each other for maybe 4 hours max and he's already made a nickname for him, in all his old 'friendships' no-one ever made a nickname for him. But what pulled him out of his thoughts was horrific.

"WHERES THAT DEMON BITCH WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH HIM?"

Yunho's father shouted while pushing past who tried to stop him but Joong was just too small to stop him, as Yunho's father was 190cm and jacked as his job made him to be because it needs a lot of manpower, whereas Joong was a little 16 year-old he was much shorter than most especially Yunho.

"There you are"

Yunho's father said with a twisted smile. His father tride to grab him but was unsuccessful as Hongjoong bashed a bat into his head making him grown in pain.

"YOU LITTLE CUNT"

He threw Hongjoong to the floor.

"Hongjoong!"

Kim sobbed, but Yunho's father quickly grabbed him but as he turned around and felt a cold metal something smash him in the head, he fell down. He was dead? Maybe, hopefully.

"Can I have some help geting out of here? Please?"