Opposites attract in the most unexpected way when an model human and a demon find themselves bound together. As their love ignites, will they be prepared for the challenges that lie ahead?
The demons made a decision: they would all share the same room with their human counterparts—except for Dino. As the group settled in, a peculiar tension filled the air.
Wonwoo, feeling the weight of a stare, turned to find DK gazing at him with the kind of eyes that could melt glaciers. “What?” Wonwoo asked.
“Please tell me you and Mingyu are in the same roommmm,” DK whined, his voice dripping with desperation. The other demons rolled their eyes.
Wonwoo blinked, taken aback by the sudden urgency of DK’s request. “And why do you ask?” he replied, raising an eyebrow.
DK, undeterred, scampered over to Joshua, linking their hands. “Shua hyung and I are boyfriends. I can’t stay without him!” He turned back to Wonwoo, his expression pleading.
“Don’t worry, Wonwoo is my boyfriend too. We will be staying in one room,” Mingyu chimed in, his voice full of confidence. But then, a thought struck him like a rogue lightning bolt. “But what if we want privacy?”
“Ohh, don’t worry! We’ll leave you alone at that time,” DK assured, waving his hand dismissively.
Their partners exchanged glances, their faces a mix of shock and amusement.
“Okay, so it’s decided! Now everyone go to your rooms. You all have a busy day ahead,” Seungkwan declared. With that, everyone shuffled off to their respective rooms.
Scoups strutted into Jeonghan's room. The room was a sleek, sultry black. Scoups had half-expected Jeonghan to have a room decked out in cotton candy pink or some pastel explosion that would make a unicorn weep. But no, Jeonghan had gone for the dark side—literally! For a demon like Scoups, bright colors were like a spotlight on a vampire; they just didn’t mix. But this room? It was like a cozy cave of coolness, and Scoups was here for it.
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While Jeonghan slipped into the washroom, Scoups took a moment to admire the decor. He was mentally redecorating the place in his head, imagining how he could add a few skulls and maybe a lava lamp for ambiance. After what felt like an eternity of pondering the existential crisis of home decor, Jeonghan returned, looking ready to hit the hay.
“Alright, good night!” Jeonghan chirped, fluffing his pillows.
Scoups blinked, his brain short-circuiting. “Yah! What the fuck are you doing? Where am I supposed to sleep?” he exclaimed, his voice rising.
Jeonghan, with a smirk, pointed to the couch. “Can’t you see the couch? Don’t be shy; it’s all yours!”
Scoups threw his hands up in disbelief. “Yah! I’m a demon! You should be the one on the couch! I’m taking the bed!”
Jeonghan crossed his arms, a mischievous glint in his eye. “This is my room, my rules. You can either cozy up on that couch or start a new trend of sleeping on the floor. Your choice!”
