A week had passed since that incident. Everything seemed to go back to normal, but everyone could see the tension between them.
Wooyoung had talked to the rest, making sure to tell them how and why Seonghwa was feeling like this. And they understood.
And on this time, they made everything in their power to make Seonghwa feel as comfortable as possible.
Mixed feelings were battling inside them, but most importantly anger and pity for him. They could never imagine what Seonghwa had to got through. And they were more than understandable.
Seonghwa also knew that the rest were informed about him from Wooyoung. But it didn't bother him. He found an opportunity to talk to the demon, to get all these things off his chest, and he was more than thankful. The fact that he wasn't able to tell to the rest, was fine for him. He wasn't sure if he would be able to talk to all of them about that.
Seonghwa could understand the tension among them, but there wasn't much he could do. He partly felt guilty about it, thinking that it was his fault that this happened.
But he wanted to change that. He didn't want to be like that with them.
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It was just a regular afternoon, the demons and Seonghwa were sitting peacefully in the living room, watching a movie.
Seonghwa was sitting between San and Wooyoung, while the rest were scattered around in the couches. Seonghwa couldn't exactly focus on the movie, a lot of thoughts running around his mind.
His gaze was focused anywhere but the movie. He was of course oblivious to the stares the demons were giving him.
He suddenly stood up, feeling himself getting hotter for some reason. He discreetly touched his cheeks, and realised that they were burning. But he wasn't feeling sick.
"Where are you going pup?" Mingi asked, seeing their pup walking away.
"To the kitchen. I need some water" He said and walked to the room.
Once he was inside, he took deep breaths, trying to calm his beating heart. He had no idea why he was acting like this.
He wanted them. Like, right now. But there wasn't much he could do.
He walked to the cupboard, trying to reach a glass. But he noticed that the cups were higher than usual. Maybe Yunho was doing the dishes again.
He got on his tip toes trying to at least reach the nearest cup. But it was impossible. As much as he stretched, he couldn't grab anything. His hands weren't even close to the cup.
He could feel his shirt lifting due to his position, but he didn't pay attention, he just focused on the item.
But this didn't last long.
He felt something warm against the skin that was exposed and immediately brought his hands there.
He turned around, only to be met with Wooyoung's face. Seonghwa could see that his eyes were changing color, from their soft brown, to a total black.
"Wooyoung is everything OK?" He asked worriedly. But Wooyoung didn't answer. Instead he bent his head down, capturing Seonghwas lips in his.
Seonghwa was taken aback for a moment, but quickly composed himself. He kissed Wooyoung back, moving his lips against the demon's.
"Wooyoung.." Seonghwa whispered against the other's lips, once they got apart. His eyes were closed, feeling Wooyoung's breath against his face.
Once Wooyoung broke from his daze, his lifted his head, his eyes returning to their soft brown.
