There was a certain tension in the dinner table that night that could only be felt among three of them.
The fourth was humming softly to himself while cutely munching on his kimchi stew that he reheated, scrolling through his magic screen. Namjoon was sitting besides him, stiffly spooning his rice into his mouth, before tentatively glancing over to Jimin.
The mage looked cute, his hair damp from his bath, cheeks flushed as he scrolled through social media and giggled at some funny videos of witch's familiars tripping over themselves.
"So," Seokjin cleared his throat and Namjoon shot him a deathly look, "what took you so long in the shower, Jimin?"
Jimin looked up, his multi-colored eyes flitting from between Namjoon, Seokjin and Jungkook nervously. Taehyung was sprawled out on the sofa, laying on his back in a rather suggestive position, his forked tail swaying in the air, saddened by the lack of attention.
"Oh well." Jimin looked down at his stew again. "I just...was looking at myself."
Jungkook blushed. "Is it because of your eyes? They're really pretty..."
Jimin blinked, feeling awkward, rubbing his right eye self-consciously. "You think so?"
Seokjin ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ed, (yes i just made the lenny face a verb), and nudged Namjoon's leg from beneath the table. The silver-haired male refrained from smashing his foot straight at Seokjin's crotch and clenched his jaw. "Is that all? Just looking at yourself? Nothing...more?"
Jimin shook his head, blinking prettily. He looked so innocent, so cute and fluffy and soft and Namjoon felt his heart rate pick up. "No...I just looked at my eyes and uh," he returned to scrolling through his media, "took a bath."
Seokjin hummed, stabbing a carrot and popping it into his mouth. "Interesting."
"Indeed." Taehyung giggled from the couch, licking his lips and showing off his glinting fangs. The demon stood and stretched for a moment, grumbling and tugging irritably at the clothing that Seokjin had provided for him. He couldn't have the demon walking around stark naked when he was so horny...he could literally end up humping the furniture if he did.
Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jimin's neck and let out a drawled noise, his pale yellow eyes landing on Jimin's plush, pale collarbones. Namjoon made a weird noise and raised his eyebrows at Taehyung, and the demon smiled shyly before gently opening his jaw and running his tongue along Jimin's flesh.
The mage yelped and shivered, the chopsticks and spoon falling from his hands with a clatter onto the table. Jimin's body convulsed a little and Jimin's purple eye glowed softly when Taehyung slid his hands down the mage's chest.
"What are you doing?" Namjoon spat through gritted teeth.
Taehyung shrugged and pulled away, leaving Jimin flustered and panting in his seat. "I was testing something...either Jimin's eyes glow when he's aroused, or if he's in contact with Dark Magic..." Taehyung pointed at himself.
Jimin whimpered, standing. "I-I'll be back." The blonde hid his face behind his hands and scurried into his bedroom, squealing, and Namjoon didn't waste a second in towering over Taehyung.
"Why the fucketh—?"
"Don't touch my man!" Seokjin screeched, and Jungkook hopped up to stop both of then before things got messy.
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Jungkook had gone out later that night while everyone was asleep, enjoying the weird air of the Human Realm and the chatter of loud humans. He tugged his coat around himself, the cool air sweeping around him and making him feel quite chilly. As he wandered around the busy city, he lifted his nose in the air in curiosity when he smelled something good.
