No Sweeter Sin

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A/N: I apologize for not updating sooner. I've been in a rut but here you have it. Hopefully, you like it. :)

"You been staring for about fifteen minutes," Hoseok interrupted my stream of thoughts. He stopped washing the dishes and turned to me. I was sitting at the kitchen table with my head between my hands

"Have I?" I tilted my head to the side slightly a habit I started to develop a few months ago.

"Yes... I can feel your eyes on me."

"Oh... Well, I really just can't help it." I smiled at him. I wanted to tell him that he looked amazing. That even if he looked slightly domestic, he looked so graceful. Almost angelic... Would that be an insult? Since he's a demon?

Hoseok gave me a look that demanded I stop my 'flirtatious behavior.' I smiled at the table and pretended to be interested in the laptop in front of me, but the screen had long since been paused - something we were both aware of.

"You're supposed to be watching the drama," Hobi narrowed his eyes.

"I will. As soon as you are done."

"You want me to be next to you, don't you?"

Hoseok didn't get a response instead he received a gummy smile.

"Okay, but we sit on the couch instead," his voice was full of warmth and gentleness even though he was slightly annoyed.

I started to move everything to the living room located less than ten steps from the table. I could hear Hobi's sigh as he dried his hands. I know I was being greedy when it came to Hoseok but I couldn't help it. I mean I would do anything for him. Hell, I sold my soul to him that should tell him how I feel.

He sat next to me and pressed play. I smiled as I felt his left hand start playing with my hair. This was it. This was the feeling I wanted to experience for all eternity. This was the feeling I wished for when I made the deal. This was what home felt like.

His cellphone rang halfway through the episode. Hobi answer in a calm voice.

"Yeah, I am home... no? I think... mmmm I see. Just my best friend Gi. Oh okay. I guess I will see you then?" He ended the call with that.

I gave him a questioning look.

"It was my brother who lives in... Well, that doesn't matter." Hoseok dropped the subject when he hit the play button.

It really didn't matter that he kept things from me sometimes because he was my home. That was okay, right?

Choosing to not think about it I rested my head on his shoulder.