Demon // EXO

Chapter 7

I'd never admit it out loud, but I was getting used to the nine demons I lived with on a daily basis. A week had passed since the incident with my parents, my hatred towards Taeyeon hadn't changed, but my perspective on the nine demon brothers had.

Baekhyun had practically made it his duty to check up on my parents every few days, to make sure Taeyeon hadn't secretly done something to them out of amusement. Luckily, they remained unharmed, but all of the reports about me being missing have been taken down and everyone had forgotten about me.

I couldn't help the ache in my heart at the fact that everyone I had ever loved or met didn't even know I existed anymore. However, it was for the best and I was just thankful I had the brothers around me that pretended they cared.

I knew they weren't properly capable of 'caring', especially about humans. But they pretended to, or at least tried, and I decided that was better than nothing.

Instead of fearing the demon brothers, my terror began taking aim on Satan instead. I had nightmares of him, I was constantly in fear of him one day deciding he wanted me to be used for his assistance and I would actually have to meet him.

Nothing shook me to my core than the thought of the ruler of Hell himself.

"We have a guest for dinner tonight." Jongin alerted me and I perked up from where I was sat on the lounge couch.

"Who?" Please don't be Taeyeon. Please don't be Taeyeon.

"Yesung." Kyungsoo answered for Jongin, the pair sat beside each other opposite me. At my frown, he continued, "our eldest sibling."

My eyes widened and I felt the sudden urge to throw up. The oldest one? That means he was the first of Satan's children... he must be millions of years old. The thought made me want to pass dinner tonight.

"In all honesty, he is rather... reasonable." Jongin assured, obviously noticing my ever paling face.

"Just don't speak to him unless spoken to." Kyungsoo pointed out, "and don't make eye contact, it can be seen as brave and you don't want to act brave in front of him."

The thoughts weren't reassuring me but I listened as Jongin continued listing things off. "But also, don't act like a coward. No trembling or turning white as a piece of paper, he'll feed off your fear and will possibly try to provoke you. Just... remain neutral."

"And he's supposed to be reasonable?" My tone was incredulous and they shared blank glances before looking back at me and nodding.

"Remember, you can't be killed." Kyungsoo acted like it was a blessing and I sighed.

"So why are you two so worked up about our meeting?" I narrowed my eyes.

They shared another glance before Jongin spoke, "Yesung... he's the only one who will fearlessly defy Satan, or even completely spit in the face of his rules all together. In some parts of Hell, Yesung is more feared than Satan due to this fact. Listen, he can be an okay person, just remain calm and careful and everything will be fine."

I nodded, calm and careful, calm and careful. How hard could it be?

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I dropped my plate of food and drink when he walked through the dining room doors.

I was in the process of rummaging through the fridge for some chocolate milk to try and ease my nerves, unable to speak to the demons as they also seemed to have things on their mind.

I was re entering the dining room, my plate of sushi in one hand and chocolate milk in another as I walked through, my long midnight dress trailing behind me when Yesung had entered.

I didn't react to the clang of metal and glass on the floor, nor the pain of the glass as it embedded itself in my revealed toes from my ridiculously high heels. Not as he was stood right there, staring at me.

I remembered what Kyungsoo and Jongin said about no eye contact, but I couldn't look away. His eyes seemed darker, deeper than the others, as if they would swallow me whole and I'd be trapped down there forever.

He was small, but elegantly built, he wore a perfected black suit and his dark hair was neatly brushed back. I'd never seen anyone look so handsome and terrifying. His face was normal, human even, but something about it had me envisioning death and desctruction and a clawed creature coming for my throat-

"Your foot!" Yixing exclaimed, and his face came into view. I took a deep breath, not realising I had been holding my breath all together.

"I-" I stammered, looking down to the blood staining the bottom of my dress and suddenly the pain of the glass actually hit me. "Well, ouch."

Yixing dutifully healed my foot as Junmyeon swiped his hand, my dropped food and drink disappearing as well as the blood on my exposing dress. A new plate and glass appeared in my seat between Yixing and Kyungsoo.

Yesung sat at the head of the table, opposite Junmyeon. I refrained from even acknowledging him, worried I would fall into an abyss of insanity if I did. I also ignored Jongdae who was silently snickering at me across from my seat, I tried holding in the urge to kick his shins under the table.

"Brother, it has been a time." Junmyeon spoke to Yesung, whom was sat straight.

Yesung inclined his head, "indeed. Of course, I do love visiting you lot, but I get so caught up with my deeds and time seems to pass by awfully quickly."

His voice- Oh my god I almost had a heart attack. It was normal sounding, but it was absolutely beautiful, if he wasn't a demon I'd beg him to sing me to sleep.

"So, what brings you by now then? Suddenly remembered us?" Chanyeol asked from beside Yesung, his eyes glinting with mischief. I almost wanted to glare at Chanyeol to tell him to cut it out, but Yesung didn't seem faced by his younger brother's attitude as he spoke.

"I came to visit our new human guest, I had to come and see her for myself. I couldn't let Taeyeon have all the fun."