To Love A Demon [Demon x Reader]

Chapter 7

~Dream~

My eyes opened slowly but I wasn't welcomed to my cozy living room, instead, I was in a darkly lit room, the sound of a piano could be heard throughout the room.

Once my eyes adjusted to the dark I realized just how old and broken the room really was, but something about it was ominously beautiful.



I stood up slowly, the piano sounded beautiful but it gave me a feeling of sadness and loneliness, whoever was playing the beautiful piece must have been hurting inside.

I slowly walked towards the source of the music, my legs seeming to move on their own though I had no interest in stopping them.

After a minute I came to a stop to see and a tall figure sitting in front of the beautiful instrument, it seemed to be a male, his hair just a bit shorter than mid-length, black and had the bed head look which suited him well, he wore a black suit which fitted him well.

I was to busy staring at him in awe to realize he had stopped playing.

"How did you get in here?" he spoke finally snapping me out of my trance, his voice sounded almost exactly like the mysterious demon from my dreams.

"i-i'm sorry... I didn't mean to disrupt you.." I spoke quietly

He turned and looked at me, his eye's took the breath straight out of my lungs, they were a beautiful emerald green with the slightest tinge of a golden yellow.

"That wasn't an answer to my question..."

"I.. woke up here.." I said and took a step back as he got up from his seat and began to head over to me.

"Is that so.." all I could do was nod. no matter how hard I tried to break eye contact with him I couldn't, his eyes were just too mesmerizing to look away from.

Within a few more steps he was right in front of me, his cold hand gently cupping my chin as his eyes stared into my soul, I went to speak but all that came out was a slight squeak.

A small smirk played on his lips.

"I must say... I am quite impressed... not just anyone can just wake up here..." now that he was so close I could properly hear his voice, it sounded almost uncanny to the demon's voice.

"You know... I didn't want you to find out what I looked like this way, but I guess it can't be helped now can it... princess?"

My eyes widened 'that... that nickname...'

"Oh I'm sorry did you not realize who I was?" his dangerously beautiful eyes filled with amusement and mischief.

"Y-your--" before I could finish my sentence he chuckled deeply and whispered in my ear.

"Corvin.... Your worst nightmare~... it's a pleasure to meet you finally Y/n~"

~end of dream~

I opened my eyes and gasped, I was back in my living room on the couch, the movie I was watching already at an end. I didn't remember falling asleep. I got up and rushed to my room only to come to a halt in front of my bedroom door when I remember that minx was taking a nap in my bed.

I slowly opened the door making sure I didn't make a sound as I entered and closed it behind me, minx was fast asleep in my bed, his hair covered his face as he quietly snored, he looked so at peace.

I slowly went over to my study desk and began to look through all the stuff that was all over the place. 'Where is it?' i opened a drawer slowly trying to be quiet but cringed when it made a small creaking sound, I looked over at minx but he had only moved a bit.

I searched through the drawer and found what I was looking for.

'hello dream journal my old friend' i picked up the red dragon crested journal, it still had a pencil that was still wedged in the middle inside of it since I last touched it.



My mother before she had passed gave me this, but I had never touched it after she died.

I slowly unwrapped the leather strap from around it and opened it to the first page that had the beautiful handwriting of my mother.

"To Y/n, hope this dream journal comes in good use, happy 16th my baby girl - with more love than you can imagine, mum"

I sat down and opened to a new page, I then began to sketch the eyes of the demon that now haunted my mind. Each blink I took I saw them, they were burnt into my brain.

'He said his name was...' i wrote down what I heard him say before I woke up.

"Corvin..."

I mumbled to myself as I stared at the eyes I drew when I suddenly got the chills.

I closed the journal and quickly wrapped the leather around it before turning around. But when I looked ahead I let out a small scream because the once sleeping minx was now wide awake and standing right in front of me and he didn't look that happy.

"What are you doing?" he said grumpily.

'I probably woke him up..'

"Just grabbing something.." I looked down at his bare chest and immediately felt my face grow hot.

Minx grumbled.

"Sorry did I wake you?" I glanced up at the tired man.

"No...." he ran his hand through his bed hair then rubbed his eyes.

"Im hungry..." he mumbled and walked out of the room " I'm gonna... have a shower... Make me food while I do.."

Suddenly my face grew hotter but I wasn't flustered, I was angry.

'Excuse me? Who the fuck does he think he is?! Bossing me around when its my fucking house!!' i cursed under my breath and stomped downstairs flipping him off in the meantime.

'I hope he chokes..' i thought to myself as I walked into the kitchen.

In the corner of my eye, I saw I figure, I looked over my shoulder but nothing was there so I ignored it and began to cook.

Within a minute the figure was back but when I looked over again it was gone.

I'm just paranoid....' i let out a shaky breath and closed my eyes trying to calm myself down, but when I opened my eyes the figure was right behind me in the corner of my eye.

I couldn't help but let out a small scream and turn around as I went to throw a punch. My hand was caught 'oh no im gonna die...'

"What the hell Y/n?!" I looked up to see minx holding my wrist, my fist inches from his chest.

"M-minx?" his facial expression made me shrink back, he looked pissed, I honestly thought he was gonna gut me.

I hadn't even realized he was only in a towel.

"Who else would it be dumbass?!" he snapped making me whimper.

"S-sorry im just paranoid I guess..."

Minx's now scrunched up and he let go of my wrist.

"food is burning.." he mumbled and walked off.

"FUCK"