Seonghwas eyes widened after what happened. Had that man really kissed him? Out of nowhere? Who does he think he is? And also.. Did he say that they were demons? Like actual..
Seonghwa was about to faint again. This information was too much. I mean, this things don't actually exist right? Were they playing with him?
Seonghwas head was pounding again. But he didn't know why? Was it streets? Pressure? Lack of food? What the guys had told him? But whichever of those was, his went limp for the second time.
Hongjoong immediately rushed to the boy's side, holding him, making sure that he didn't hurt himself in the desk beside him. He held the fragile boy, and gently set him on the bed, laying him down.
"Let him rest a little. That was too much for a day. But Wooyoung.. I think we need to have a word" Hongjoong said, as the unofficial leader, burning holes into the boy's head.
Wooyoung looked somewhat unfazed. He knew that what he did was wrong, but he couldn't contain himself. He just had an urge to kiss those pouty lips of his. He wasn't the Lust demon for nothing.
" you can't just go and do this like that. Especially to him" he said and ushered everyone outside, closing the door behind him.
"I know. It won't happen again" Wooyoung said, his face looking down at the floor. But why was he acting like this? Why did he feel sorry for kissing a boy? Even kissing? He had done much more horrible things, but he didn't seem to care even one bit. He was having a good time, and that was it. So why now?
"Why am I feeling sorry for him?" He asked once they all sat at the living room. The others looked at him confused.
"What do you mean?" San asked, understanding a little what he meant, but not fully.
"I mean that I have an urge to go to him and apologise to him for doing that. But why? I was supposed to not care about this, to do what I have to do. But now, I feel kinda bad" He said and put his head on his hands. This human was really confusing him.
The others looked at him, understanding somewhat what he meant. I mean he was Wooyoung, the almighty Lust demon. He had no self control over his sexual urges and desires, destroying anything that walked. He made people get out of their body, losing themselves in pleasure, having completely surrender to him, while he enjoyed every second watching them writh in the bedsheets.
But now, seeing him all flustered and held back towards that simple human, that was strange.
"I know Wooyoung, I know. I kinda feel the same way" Mingi replied, understanding himself that, that boy was different.
He was the demon of Sloth, he was the one that made people as lazy and idle as it could get. He was always by their side, making sure that they didn't even move a muscles from where they were laying. People from every generation loved him. But especially the young children. The feeling of staying all day in bed, doing completely nothing, giving themselves to tiredness, were always his favourite. He loved to see their body detoriate by passing time, he loved to see their lives getting wasted, letting their life pass by their hands, and them looking at it wishing they did something to prevent this. People became unrecognisable after some time.
But now, now he was even questioning himself. He once wanted to have people do nothing for his own good and benefit. But he wanted to help the human rest, because he was ready to collapse. He still didn't know how he managed to stay alive, living like this.
"Soo what will we do?" Yunho asked, looking at every person in the room.
They stayed quiet. What were they supposed to tell?
"I guess time will show. But for now, let's just try to make his visit here more enjoyable" Hongjoong spoke, his answer satisfying the rest.
