[8 Years Later]
Corbyn walked into the medium house and immediately heard someone talking. He smiled and padded over to where the voice was located. He leaned over the body and let his arms draped over his shoulders.
"Hey, baby." The boy turned around and Jonah looked at him.
"Hey, babe." Jonah leaned down and kissed his lips lightly.
Now you're probably confused. You're probably thinking 'Wait, wasn't Corbyn a demjin?' He was.
After having a long, meaningful discussion with The Main Demjin, he let Corbyn's soul be free and he was a kid again. He took off 1,208 years of Corbyn's life and that made him 21 again.
Ashley watched over the boy too. But there. Less confused? I hope so. Continue on:
Corbyn kissed his lips lightly again.
"I missed you." Jonah said as his hands held his hips.
"I missed you too. Hello, Ms.Frantzich." He said and looked around Jonah to the woman sitting in the chair. Her white horns, black wings, and white tail apparent to Corbyn.
"Hello, Corbyn." She said. "I'll be by later, boys, okay?"
"Okay, ma. See you later." She kissed their cheeks before leaving. Then Jonah kissed Corbyn again.
"I still can't believe you're here." Jonah spoke and Corbyn cocked his head. "I mean here. In person instead of Demjin form." Corbyn smiled then nodded.
"You said we were going to try us, so I kinda had to be a human for it to work." Corbyn said and Jonah nodded.
"Makes sense. Now, come here." He picked up Corbyn's body by his hips. Corbyn yelped and wrapped his legs around Jonah's waist. They began to make out and Jonah walked to their bedroom. Corbyn smiled happily while they were kissing.
He was finally happy.
[A/N]
The end! ♥️
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The Demjin⤳JORBYN+JACHARY
Fanfictionwhen a demjin* watches over a small boy rather than an milyaket.** Saints and Demjins AU warnings: swearing gore *demjin - demon in Kurdish **milyaket - angel in Kurdish based off of my one shot The Demjin s-04/22/19 e-00/00/00