Ahrin has been lounging in her bedroom for approximately 4 hours now, resulting in the whining and cussing demon that's doing everything on his own without a choice.
He gave her food, turned on her TV and watched Netflix, borrowed her computer to play, and hoped that this girl would eventually go out, but nah.
"How many hours should I have to waste my time doing nothing?"
"Go out on your own."
Jisung groaned for the umpteenth time and plopped on her bed next to her, causing Ahrin to jolt up.
"What the fuck?"
"At least let me spend my fucking time peacefully sleeping."
Ahrin mocked him with a quiet voice, putting a pillow as a barrier between them.
Jisung scoffed, able to feel the hem of the pillowcase grazing on his arm. "I'm not raping you, stupid."
"Who said you're going to rape me?"
"Then why the pillow?"
"Excuse me, sir, there's a word for privacy, and this side is mine."
"Privacy, my ass." he grumbled, throwing the pillow on the wall, making her gasp.
"JISUNG PARK!"
"Shut up" he whined, covering his eyes with an arm.
Ahrin groaned out loud and jumped out, flinging her closet open.
She pulled out a black shirt and white sweatpants, unaware of the demon's eyes watching her every move.
"Are you seriously changing your black shirt for another black shirt?"
Ahrin glared. "You're literally showing up in full black every time, and you don't see me complain." She then locked herself in the bathroom to change.
He rolled his eyes and sat up, memorizing the smallest details of her room.
"Boring" he scoffed as his eyes landed on the two shelves filled with books.
Jisung walked towards the red shelf, seeing the words non-fictional books on a silver plate hanging on the side.
His hands brushed every book on his height, until a certain title caught his attention.
"Books of Demons.." he muttered and pulled it out, browsing the contents.
"Tall height, fit body, red eyes, black wings," he deeply chuckled.
"Lucifer's curse.. Lilith.. the hidden cir-"
"That's one of my favorite books; don't break it."
He lightly flinched at the sudden voice and looked over his shoulder.
"We're going out now, go get ready." Ahrin informed and looked for a small bag.
"How did you know this was non-fiction?"
"Instinct. You can confirm it yourself."
He raised a brow.
"You're a demon" she shrugged and coated her lips with a moisturizer.
Jisung looked over to the last paragraph that he skimmed.
The hidden circle of hell
"So do you still want to go out or not?"
He immediately slammed the book close and returned it to its place.
"Don't tell me you're going out like that."
Jisung nodded
"You're unbelievable" she sighed and rummaged through her closet, pulling out a white shirt and throwing it to him.
"White?"
"At least look something like... not demonish."
"As you wish." Jisung rolled his eyes and took his free will to take off his black shirt, making the girl screech.
"I HAVE A BATHROOM!" she yelled as she turned back.
"I'm proud of my body, tch."
A blush crept up on her cheeks as a glimpse of his well-toned body flashed through her brain.
"You can turn your virgin self around."
She scoffed and walked through the door, pushing him aside. "My eyes were virgin until you went topless, fucking demon."
Jisung just laughed at her grumbling figure.
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