He comes out of my bedroom wearing a white t-shirt and black sweatpants that I gave to him so he wouldn't have to put on his other clothes. He sits across from at the table playing with his food. I hold my cup of coffee not really wanting to drink it.
"We have to talk about this" I say finally breaking the silence.
"What is there to talk about" He says.
"Last night, what happened" I snap.
"It wasn't a proud moment for either of us" He sighs.
"What. What do you mean?" I ask.
"I'm not gay" Images of last night come flooding in.
"Thats a lie" I say out loud without thinking.
"Huh?!" He says with a shocked look on his face.
"No straight man would ever know how to do the things you did last night" I say laughing. He blushes hard and opens his mouth to say something but instead turns his head away in embarrassment.
"Listen here Devil boy" I say pointing at him. He gives me a confused look.
"It's okay if you're gay, I wont tell anyone" I say.
"Devil boy?" He says confused.
"Yeah, just a nickname" I say taking a sip of my coffee.
"So I guess you know now?" he asks.
"Know what?" I ask.
"Devil"
"Ah, right. You're the Devil" I laugh.
"Right, yeah sure"
"Hey, that's fine I don't care. Answer me this though,-"
"Not gay"
"We'll see" I say taking another sip of my now cold coffee. He groan playfully and gets up chase me around. I set my coffee down and run away from him.
"Hey come back!" he laughs. I look behind me not aware of what's in front of me. I smile at him before tripping. In almost slow motion he dives after me saving my head from hitting the floor. I land under him and he lands on top of me. His face is incredibly close to mine.
"About that not gay part, it might not be true" He says kissing me. I wrap my arms around his neck and smile into the kiss.
"Your messy hair is so cute" He says making me blush, he runs his hand through my hair before kissing me. There's a knock on the door making us both look at the door.
"Hide" I say to him as I quickly push him off me.
"Where?"
"Anywhere" I respond going quickly to the door. I fix my hair in the mirror before opening the door. I open the door not knowing who to expect. Changbin and Felix stand at the door both looking looking angry. I try to close the door but they push the door back and start inspecting my apartment.
"Where is he?" Felix demands.
"What?" I respond.
"The guy you slept with" Felix says violently opening cabinets. Changbin comes around the corner gripping tightly on the back of Jisung's shirt. I give him a look that stated something along the lines of "How?!", he shrugs and gives me a defeated smile. Changbin and Felix give me looks of disappointment.
"That's your shirt isn't it" Changbin asks letting go of him.
"And pants" I respond shyly.
"Minho!" Felix sighs before continuing.
"Where did you two meet?" Felix asks.
"Why are you in this, it's my love life. Stay out of it!" I snap snatching Jisung away who tried escape. The sigh a defeated sigh and start leaving.
"Can you let go of me?" Jisung asks politely.
"Yes, but you can't leave yet" I say letting go.
"Geez, you have more power than I do" He says.
"You can either stay here, or, you can go home" I say.
"Ummm..." He says scratching the back of neck shyly.
"What"
"After last night, as head of the underworld, I can't... it's forbidden for me to something like this. Well it's fine I just can't do it with humans but even there with demons its fully okay. I can do it with the princess but I hate her, well I don't hate her-"
"Long story short you have no place" I say crossing my arms.
"Yeah" He replies.
"You can stay here until you find a way to go back" I say.
"Seems fair" He says.
Later at work while I was working on my article I realized that he wasn't at his desk. Did he even leave the house with me? My boss walks by and points at the desk and I shrug. What if he's summoning demons at my place? He controls the demons so he wouldn't let them attack me right? But he is the Devil so he might...but he wouldn't? I don't know him very well but he might actually do that just for laughs. What if he's drawing summoning circles and lighting candles. What's he using to draw the pentagrams? I hope he's not scratching it on the floor. Sharpie, nah... paint on the walls? How would I explain that?
"Minho?" A concerned woman's voice asks as he hand is lightly placed on my shoulder.
"Huh" I say realizing that I had been pressing the spacebar the entire time.
"Are you okay?" She asks.
"Yeah, just tired." I reply.
"Why don't you go home early" She suggests. I nod and pack up my things.
I knock three times on my door letting Jisung know that I'm home. I hear music playing faintly and stomping. What on earth is he doing? I look under the door to see bright different colored lights. I sigh and open the door. I stand in shock in the door way at him dancing. It was hilarious yet good at the same time.
"I see you found my Twice albums" I say closing the door. He stops dancing and collapses on the floor and covers his face in embarrassment.
"How much did you see?" He asks.
"Enough to be concerned" I laugh laying down next to him on the floor. He peaks at me through his fingers then flips over to lay on his back.
"I'm not allowed to do stuff like that in Hell" He says looking at me.
"You're the king right? You can make the rules" I say.
"It's not that simple" He says.
"Screw them rules, this world must be so much more fun right?" I ask.
"Heh, yeah" He says smiling. He looks down at him lips and begins to lean forward. I press my hand against his lips to stop him from kissing me.
"Not that fun, besides, I gotta go work my second job" I say. He pouts as I get up. I laugh and kiss him once before I go into my room and get changed.
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My Boyfriend is the Devil (Minsung)
FanficJisung, the handsome boy from hell. Minho, the human who has fallen hopelessly in love with him. Minho leads a very boring and repetitive life. Jisung lives a very different life, he is the king of hell after all. smut warning