ONESHOTS!

The Devil And His Angel

Seungcheol finally steps down the stairs.

The Devil stares at the bunch of books that he had just finished stacking up on the book shelves and then stretches his lips in pure aloofness, clasping his hands together at the finishing of his art.

It took him about an hour or so to settle these all up in their places.

Seungcheol, the notorious devil of hell, somehow owning a library in the human world, had few very rare occasions where he finds himself that lonely, at least lonely enough for him to start doing tomorrow's designated job, that was supposed to be Sunday, today, on the Saturday night, all so he could kill some time.

And then silently wait for the inevitable.

It was weird. Seungcheol looks at his watch, his brows frowning as he realizes the given time of arrival was over already. It was past ten, Seungcheol should really go back to his home, but something in him told to wait, to stare at the books and fix them one more time.

He must be coming. Seungcheol thinks and runs his hands over books once again-

All of sudden, a clash happens. The devil witnesses the row of his books falling off on the floor as something, or someone collides against them, yelping in pain and cursing the very next second, "Fuck- leave me man! What did I even do to you?!"

The entity that had grabbed onto the man's throat now growled, choking him even further, causing the man to cough and gather all his strength to push him on the floor by kicking his legs on its torso. The spirit fell down, a little away from where the man clothed in white was being sabotaged by him, and as he does, the man falls on his knees, the disbalance of the shelf causing all the books to fall on him instead.

The angel cursed, this time more loudly than before, "Heavens! If by any chance you tried to test my patience once again, I'll-"

Seungcheol chuckles, and then silently kicks the shelf from another corner, causing the books to fall on the angel who yelps in pain and then glares at the ceiling instead in the name of heaven, "Fine! Go fuck yourself!"

And he stands up once again, only to be held by the entity from behind, arms around his neck as the spirit tries to choke him further.

And Seungcheol could see his legs shaking. He was definitely going to lose this.

"Come on man-" The angel tries to execute the famous trick of pulling the entity in front and slamming it on the ground, but it seemed like he had no more power left in himself to pull up a fight anymore. From the corner, the demon watches the angel's eyes tear up, shedding a tear as he speaks once again, "You have left no options in front of me."

And then he grabs onto the entity tighter, a smirk flashing on his lips, "I maybe can't win this,"

"but he will."

And then the angel takes a deel breath, only to shout a name at the top of his lungs.

"Seungcheol!" The angel calls, and the devil just smiles, refusing to show up.

"Seungcheol?!" No response.

"I'll count to five Choi fucking Seungcheol! I know you are here!" Jeonghan yelled, and all of sudden he wasn't able to take any of the air in his lungs. He turned breathless, his whole neck turning blue as the spirit still grabbed onto him with his vicious smile.

"C-Cheol-" He choked onto his breath once again, and Seungcheol could feel his heart stopping when the angel proceeded to close his eyes.

This wasn't supposed to happen.

Something is wrong.

The Demon then finally steps out from the corner, his cold red eyes looking at his prey as he demands silently, "Leave him."