breaking down. jookyun ✔

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As always, Changkyun ended up embarrassing himself, he smiled weakly, looking at his teacher who had completely ignored his entry. As he was writing some math equations on the chalkboard, Changkyun took this opportunity to sit down in the back away from everyone's staring. He banged his head against the desk in front of him, a groan was made and a hint of him wincing. For one, he was late, and two, he came into his pjs, and three, he hit his head down on the desk too hard.

"Rough morning?" a soft of mimicking voice came behind him, making Changkyun turn around to look at him. He rolled his eyes at Jooheon, already having enough of his crap, and it was only eight in the morning! Changkyun turned around to ignore Jooheon, looking at the thick packet he was given by his teacher. He flipped through the pages of the packet, his shoulders slumped forward, hearing that the assignment was due in two days.

The whole day was only homework given out or Jooheon spewing out random and dumb jokes. It irritated him to the point where he wanted to scream at him. But he couldn't, he would look like he was screaming at something that isn't even visible to the human eye besides Changkyun. After Chnagkyun got Jooheon, he noticed something wrong. He was the only one who could see him, not anyone else, but Changkyun could see everyone else's guardian angel. Which meant something was wrong with his pair.

After years and years of praying and wishing for one, he never got one, causing him to drop the subject, but now that he found out not only his angel isn't an angel, but a demon, he was the only one who could see him. Changkyun shook his head, "No, this is dumb," he muttered, walking faster in the hallway with his backpack slinging over his shoulder. He walked out of the school and started to walk back home with Jooheon walking behind him.

Changkyun turned to look at him, walking backwards. He looked Jooheon up and down, from a human's perspective, he was pretty handsome. He wasn't like a stereotypical demon that has red skin along with a tail, he looked quite normal, just bigger and his voice was deeper. He had dark black hair that was a little wavy, going in front of his eyes if he didn't move it. His shoulders were broad and his arms were big, not too big though. He was tall and his skin was quite pale, which was different than anyone would think how a demon would look. His eyes were a black or burgundy, they were almost almond shaped when he smiled. His nose looked perfect, same with his lips.

Today he was dressed in a white button up shirt and some jeans. He had a black earring hanging from his ear, which topped it all off. He really looked like a character straight from a movie. "Are you done drooling over me?" Jooheon spoke which pulled Changkyun out of his thoughts immediately, he shook his head many times and turned around to cross the road. "Don't deny it, you were totally checking me out, that's a big compliment that you're a guy, too. It boosts my ego." he teased the boy in front of him whose face turned red.

"Your pride is showing." he muttered under his breath, looking down at the ground, even if he wasn't checking him out like he assumed, he didn't want to argue about it. He had a lot of homework to do.

"My name means pride and glory*, Changkyun." he stated matter of factly, grinning from ear to ear. The smart remark made Changkyun walk up the stairway to the front door, unlocking the front door and letting himself in. He closed the door on Jooheon, finally getting him to shut up. His door was open in his room, like it was welcoming him into the mess that Jooheon had made.

Changkyun dropped his bag onto the floor and shook his head, seeing Jooheon already in the room, "Looks like you can appear anywhere you want too." he muttered, running his hands through his chocolate brown hair. He looked up to see Jooheon with a smirk, "Now, I'll get my room cleaned." he muttered under his breath, "the mess that you made." He started by picking up the clothes that were covered in wood, shaking them off and putting them in the basket to take downstairs. "You, do my homework," he pretty much demanded.