My Boyfriend is the Devil (Minsung)

Chapter 6

I run my hand through my hair in frustration. Jisung holds onto my hand tightly. 

"He's mine" Jisung snaps again. I blush but I keep looking away. They all look frustrated. 

"I'm sorry, this has gotten out of hand. We went to far, I just think you should be careful" Chris says with a polite bow before dragging everyone out. 

"Is it true?" I ask.

"Is what true"

"What they said" He sighs and looks down. He runs his fingers through his hair and looks at me.

"Yeah, but that's all in the past." He says.

"Have you killed recently?" I ask.

"No" He says plainly.

"Promise me that you will never kill again" I say taking his hands in mine. He blushes and smiles brightly.  He nods. He lifts my hand and kisses it. 

"Right, so go get a job" I say patting his shoulder before walking away to go to the bathroom. He stands in the middle of the room defeated. I turn around before I close the door and give him a smile. He plops down on the couch and takes out his phone. I grab a towel from under the sink and place it on the counter. As I take off my clothes I hear some grunting outside. I put my pants back on and leave the bathroom. I hear glass shatter and water. Angry, I open the door and see Jisung with a glass cup through his hand over the sink while the water runs over it. All I wanted was a peaceful shower. He turns around with a pained look on his face. He sniffles and points to his hand.

At the red light I adjust my sweat shirt because Jisung keeps pulling on it. I hit his hand away. He fiddles with the wrappings on his hand as if he's never had something like that before.

"I don't need to go to the hospital, I'm fine" He begs.

"You have a cup stuck in your hand" I state.

"It will heal" He says holding back tears.

"With the help of a doctor" I say as I pulling into the parking lot. He tries to run but I grab him by his shirt and drag him inside. The people waiting give us confused looks and others just sigh. A doctor comes and takes him away. I follow along behind them.

The doctor sits him down and starts asking him questions but Jisung doesn't answer. I sit in the chair across from him. I shake my leg nervously. Is he going to be okay? Should I be concerned? He's the Devil after all, he'll be fine. 

Back at the apartment he lays on the couch staring at his hand. He seems to be dozing off so I decide to shower. I listen against the door making sure he isn't doing anything stupid but all I hear is snoring. As I get un dresses I turn on the water so it's warm when I get in. 

I stand facing the water feeling the warm water against my skin. It feels nice. I like the warmth. As I bend over I see a figure standing on the other side of the door. I freeze in my tracks and stare at the figure.

"Let's shower together" He says opening the door. He stands smirking sexily in a white t-shirt and black underwear. I gulp and reach for the door. He grabs my hand and presses me against the wall. The cold tiles sting my warm skin. He closes the door. The water penetrates his white shirt making it stick to his body. He kisses my neck slowly making his way up to my jaw. I look away blushing. He grabs my face with his pointer finger and thumb, he turns my face to look at him. I look down at his abs showing through his shirt.

"I have work" I say.

"Not today" He says. His hands glide down my body stopping at my thighs. He lifts me up. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. He kisses back hungrily. He bites my lips and looks me in the eyes. A hungry desire rages in his eyes and the same desire in me.

"Go ahead" I say. He sets me down and takes off his clothes. He pushes me down against the floor. He licks my lips as he sticks his fingers inside me. I arch my back and moan. His fingers slowly pulsate in and out. He kisses my nipples gently. I breath heavily unable to control myself. He's turned me into a mess. I squirm under him moaning loudly. My nails rip through his back leaving marks. He bleeds a little but it's all washed away by the water. 

He thrusts himself inside me moving quickly. He moans quietly while I moan loudly. I grip at his body.

"Fuck" He moans as he leaves a mark on my chest. He leaves bite marks and marks all over my body. We both reach our peak at the same time. He leans back against the wall breathing heavily while I stay laying down. I eventually sit up and insert myself on his chest. 

"Hand me the shampoo" Jisung says pointing to the bottle in the corner. I reach forward and grab it his hands never leave my waist. He takes it from me and puts some on his hand. He places his hands on my head and begins washing my hair. It feels good. I close my eyes tilt my head back a little.

"This is nice" I say.