Angel's Kisses

>seven

"Explain."

Jisung looks hesitant.

And honestly, he's more scared of Chenle at the moment than he is of Jaemin, but that's also because he knows that Jaemin is practically incapable of being angry at someone. Even just now, he was more annoyed than angry with... Whoever was in the kitchen, Jisung doesn't know.

"It's just someone from before I died," Jisung shrugs off, walking into the living room in order to escape the suffocating atmosphere of the kitchen. Not that Jaemin and Chenle were suffocating... Just that their interrogative stares were burning holes into his head. "No biggie."

"No biggie?" Chenle screeches, in classic Chenle form, trailing behind Jisung while Jaemin follows calmly. "He's a literal demon, Jisung. No one from Heaven is supposed to know anyone from Hell."

"I can't help it if he's from my past, right? How was I supposed to know he's a demon?" Jisung asks back, raising a valid point.

Chenle just didn't want to hear it.

"Suddenly you remember when you see his face?" He asks, voice raising in volume the more Jisung justifies his knowledge.

Jisung would start getting annoyed at Chenle if he himself didn't think he'd react the same way if he were in Chenle's position. And he kind of is, wondering how Jaemin knew Jeno, and the other demons that were with him.

"Why didn't you say anything the first time you saw him? When you moved in," Jaemin asks, putting a hand on Chenle's shoulder to get him the calm down. His tone is much gentler and much more considerate, and it's something Jisung appreciates, through all of Chenle's madness.

"Couldn't see his face properly," he mumbles, sitting down on the couch. Chenle and Jaemin flake his sides, but Jaemin is considerate enough to pat Jisung's head in a soothing rhythm. Not that Chenle isn't considerate, he's just more curious than anything else at the moment.

"Can I ask how you knew him?" Jisung knew the question would come, but that didn't mean he knew how to answer it. He bites his lip at Jaemin's inquiry, quickly raking his brain for a way to explain things so that it didn't come off as too much. "You don't have to now, if you're comfortable."

Jisung, with the way Jaemin has been polite and caring, respectful and patient, even though Jisung knows he's dying for answers as well, figures he owes Jaemin at least this much.

After all, he's stuck in this mess too, he might as well know some of the truth.

"He used to go to my high school," Jisung starts, clearing his throat and shifting a bit to sit up straight. "He graduated two years before I did, he's your age, Jaemin hyung. We still kept in contact after he graduated... We were like, best friends? I guess? He was my only friend." Jisung hesitates a bit to let the last part slip, physically having the restrain himself from letting too much out too early. It wouldn't benefit anyone involved if Jaemin knew more than what his was necessary to satiate his curiosity right now.

"Was he a bad person? How did he end up in Hell?" Chenle asks, eyes almost bulging out of their sockets because of how intrigued he is. Jisung would find it cute if it were any other scenario.

"No, he was... He was really nice. Very nice, actually." Jisung admits, eyebrows furrowing now at the thought of why Jeno would be a demon if he was such a nice person before passing. "Maybe he did some questionable things, I don't know. I died before he did."

"Oh Sungie," Jaemin sighs sadly, engulfing the younger boy in a warm hug. "I'm sorry I made you talk about it, I don't want you to relive your death," he apologizes, reaching for Chenle too, holding the both of them in his arms.

"It's okay," Jisung says, relief flooding through his body at the way both of his friends had bought his lie. "It doesn't bother me that much anyways." He tries laughing it off, only to stop abruptly when Chenle wraps his arms around him too.

With Jaemin, he's used to the cuddles, to the affection and to the warmth, and where it wasn't something taboo with Chenle, it also wasn't something frequent. So he relishes in the feeling of being in Chenle's arms, and lets the other hug him and apologize softly in his ear.

"But uh," Jisung starts again, licking his lips nervously as he gets ready to ask his question. Both of his friends' eyes are on him, he has their undivided attention. He turns to Jaemin. "What did Jeno want from you? Why did he come here with his... Friends?"

Jisung gulps as he waits for the answer, and he's silently praying in his head that it's not what he thinks it is.

He knew the day would have to come, but he didn't want it to be now. He didn't think it'd be now.

"Oh," Jaemin says to start off, shrugging his shoulders. "I don't really know."

"What?" Jisung squints his eyes, easing out of the other two's holds. "You don't know?"

"No," Jaemin answers, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "Am I supposed to?"

"I just thought he'd say something with the way he broke in. And has been tailing you for as long as you can remember."

Jaemin guesses Jisung has a point, but it just never crossed his mind.

Jeno stalking him, he was used to it.

Jeno standing in his kitchen unannounced, it seemed somewhat familiar.

Jeno telling him he'd be back, it didn't sound that bad.

But of course, he wouldn't let Chenle or Jisung know about that. It'd worry their little hearts, and also confuse them. Jaemin himself doesn't understand the full extent to his emotions and thoughts, he doesn't want to drag Chenle and Jisung into the mess. He'll figure them out later.

"Stay safe Nana hyung," Chenle says wearily, sending Jaemin a worried look.

"Don't worry, Lele," Jaemin coos, going to pat Chenle's hair now. "Nothing's gonna happen. I'm not scared of Jeno. He's not even scary."

Jisung can attest to that, but decides to stay quiet.

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"What the fuck was all of that?" Donghyuck asks once he's much, much calmer. His horns have resided back in his skull and his fangs have also tucked themselves back into his jaw. He's not burning anymore, and the whites of his eyes are back.

Jeno can still tell he's angry though.

"He's not in the system," Renjun supplies helpfully, straight to the point as he looks at Donghyuck through the rear view mirror. Renjun's been doing a lot of that lately, Jeno notes. "The human one and the afterlife one."

Donghyuck scrunches his nose at this, annoyed.

"How is he dead then? If he's not in the human system?"

Renjun simply shrugs his shoulders, unable to give a response.

"It just means that if any of you kill him," he emphasizes the end of what he said, looking directly at Donghyuck. "It'll get messy."

"So just lay off of him, okay? Thanks for coming along today but I don't think I'll be bringing you guys the next time."

"Just say you hate us," Donghyuck grunts.

Jeno stays silent, and the rest of the drive passes by with Jeno trying to piece together why Jaemin wouldn't be in either of the systems.