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Hoseok // Summoning

Since a young age, you were brought up learning about the gods, the angels, the possible devils-

As soon as you turned sixteen, you played with tarot cards in your room, you visited several psychics and then you did an ouija board at a party once.

But all gave you the same reading, the same messages-

'Trouble awaits you in the future if you keep messing with spirits.'

So one day, you decided to finally sit down in your dance studio that you owned by the age of twenty three. You had brought spray paint, candles, a knife, salt and a few other pieces with you. You knelt down, and sprayed a devils trap on the floor, setting up candles at equal points around it before getting up the chant you had found on one of your websites and muttering it. The lights in the studio flickered as the wind outside howled and then everything went pitch black.

You blinked a few times and the candles re-lit themselves, you looked up and saw a man stood there with a red jacket on him.

"Another foolish human summoning me." He sighed. "With a spray paint devils trap? Sweetheart did you really think a devils trap could stop me?" He easily stepped out of it and neared you at a fast pace, grabbing your face with one hand and turning it left and right.

You didn't feel afraid though, after all what trouble could some dude do to you? You've survived hauntings, you've messed with spirits before-

"You're tainted." He hummed gently, his eyes turning from red to brown. "Did somebody get a little too involved with my side of things?" He grinned.

You stood there for a split second before grabbing his wrists and pushing his hands away from your face.

"Well since you're tainted, and your trap wasn't strong enough to contain me. I'm now stuck with you till death do us part sweetheart." The man in front of you smirked before disappearing.

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After that, the man turned up randomly throughout the day. Whether you were showering, sleeping, teaching dance classes or whatever, he was suddenly there.

At first, it annoyed you to the point of no return where at one point you nearly turned around and threw the kitchen knife at him when you were cutting up fruit, but after a few weeks of this, you got used to him appearing and you grew to like his random appearances and his company.

Then it dawned on you, that you didn't even know the demons name.

"If you're gonna appear and steal my food-" You glared at the bag of crisps in his hands that he had just taken from the kitchen. "I at least want to know your name."

"Hoseok." He munched with a happy grin.

After he had disappeared once he had finished his pack of crisps, you headed to bed.

Once sleep had overtook you, you found yourself being haunted by the spirits and demons you had contact with prior to your meeting with the new, seemingly harmless, Hoseok. However, in these dreams or rather nightmares, you couldn't escape or wake up.

Which meant it was nearly eight hours of hauntings.

That's when you saw the familiar red hair of a person push through the demons and spirits, everything cowering away from him as if he carried a deadly disease. He smiled kindly at you and offered you a hand. You took his hand and sat up gasping for air. It was still dark outside, and the clock read three am. You laid back down, freezing when you felt a body beside you.

You turned and looked to see Hoseok laying on a small amount of bed, fast asleep on top of the blankets with his jacket on still.

You smiled softly, your heart racing and you laid down, awkwardly pulling the blankets over the two of you after pulling them from underneath him. You felt yourself be pulled back into sleep when an arm wrapped around you.