The three little angels were running late to chemistry class because someone had to tell Geonhak that his way of eating was unappetizing. That someone was Seoho. Seoho just had to nitpick on every single little thing they did and Geonhak being Geonhak couldn't help but to respond to his useless arguments even though he knew if he did, they both would just go on and on. And every time Hwanwoong wanted to intervene, they would shush him and not let him speak. This was one of the many annoying things Hwanwoong had found out while living with the two.
Now, there was only three seats left. One of them was next to Youngjo and the other two were on the other side of the class.
"I'm sitting with Geonhak," Seoho took the taller angel by the arm and Geonhak was dragged unwillingly to the two empty seat. Woong had no choice but to sit next to Youngjo, again.
"You're sitting next to me?" Youngjo asked, staring up to him with confused eyes.
"I can't?" Hwanwoong asked back, trying to not sound annoyed. Both the locker room incident and the bickering of the two angels were more than enough trouble for him today, he wasn't looking for more.
"You can. Sorry, I didn't mean it that way," Youngjo smiled warmly. He moved some of his stuff to make room for the blond boy.
Hwanwoong took the seat next to him, resting his cheek on his palms. Youngjo stared at the boy, he realized Hwanwoong was quieter than usual, not that Hwanwoong was much of a talker around him anyway, but still quieter than usual. His eyes also seemed cloudy, as if his soul wasn't actually there with his body.
"Hey, are you okay?" Silence. Hwanwoong didn't even turn to look at him. Something was definitely wrong, Youngjo thought.
He shook the shorter boy's shoulder lightly, the boy looked surprised. Hwanwoong then turned to the person who interrupted his daydream. He saw the concerned look on Youngjo's face.
"It's nothing," he lied. He didn't want another demon to meddle into their lives. Geonhak's boyfriend and Seoho's enemy was enough, this wasn't what they had planned beforehand.
Youngjo stared at the cupid a little longer, only stopping his action once the teacher had come. But he only came to hand out worksheets and then went back out to attend the teachers' meeting, he reasoned.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I WROTE THE LETTER 'H' INCORRECTLY?!" All eyes in the class turned to the half screaming Geonhak. Thank goodness the teacher wasn't there, he would've gotten a detention if the teacher was here.
"That's not how you write 'h' and please use your indoor voice," Seoho answered, not raising his voice unlike the other angel. Hwanwoong rolled his eyes. He put his hand in his bag to reach for his airpods so he could block out the unpleasant conversation.
"Is that what's bothering you today?"
"Kind of. Wake me up when the teacher comes," Hwanwoong put on both of his airpods, blasted on some random song, and then drifted off to dreamland with his arms used as a pillow.
Youngjo couldn't help but to admire his features as the boy slept. He looked so peaceful, not having to care about anything outside his dreams. His hair looked extra fluffier, Youngjo had to stop himself from running his hands through Hwanwoong's hair. He didn't want to disturb the angel's slumber, nor did he want to look like a creep in others' point of view.
Suddenly, Youngjo felt something hit the back of his head. He turned to see what it was. An eraser. The male looked around to see if anyone cared to apologise to him. Two pairs of eyes locked with his own.
"You hit him on the head, apologise!" Geonhak exclaimed, pointing at the raven haired.
"You made me hit him, you apologise first," the other retorted.
"Did you just say I'm at fault too?" He asked in a detesting tone. Seoho nodded.
Seoho was shoved out of his seat not long after. The guy seated next to him immediately got up, wanting to stop them before they start beating each other up.
Youngjo who saw all of that was alarmed.
"Woongie... " Youngjo whispered as he took off the airpods from Woong's ears and lightly shook the sleeping boy.
"Five more minutes," Hwanwoong mumbled still half asleep. Youngjo felt heat rush to his cheeks as the shorter boy took his hand into his and used it as a pillow. His hand could feel Hwanwoong's soft cheeks in this position.
"Please, it's urgent," Youngjo said again, shaking Hwanwoong's shoulder with his free hand. Hwanwoong finally opened his eyes, backing away as soon as he was fully awake. His cheek was tinted light pink, a bit flustered at how close his face was to Youngjo's.
"My hand." Hwanwoong quickly let go of the other male's hand, unaware that he was holding onto it. Youngjo then turned and pointed to the back of the class. "Your friends."
Hwanwoong saw Geonhak was pinning Seoho to the wall, face furious as if Seoho had just insulted his mother. Hwanwoong stood up and went to them.
"What do you think you guys are doing?" Geonhak's butt was kicked by Hwanwoong.
"He started it first," Geonhak tried to make excuses for himself, a hand still holding to Seoho's shirt.
"Take your hand off me," Seoho spat out coldly, his demeanor different from his usual cheery self.
"What are the three of you doing back there?" An unknown voice said. Geonhak and Seoho's face went pale, causing Hwanwoong to also grow nervous. Hwanwoong turned around, it was the principal.
"Detention on Friday. What are your names?" Great, it was only the first week of school and they already got in trouble.
"Lee Seoho."
"Kim Geonhak."
"Yeo Hwanwoong."
"Kim Youngjo." The principal's attention went to the owner of the voice.
"What?"
"What?" Youngjo then mouthed please to the principal.
"Well, if you insist," he said before writing down the innocent demon's name even though he kinda knew that the boy had done nothing wrong here.
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FantasyRumor has it that Lust was visiting town so Hwanwoong was sent to make sure the demon wouldn't create havoc. But what will happen when the said demon falls in love with him instead? And what was his intentions for visiting Earth in the first place? ...
