Oihina Week 2020 Part Two

come hell or high water

SUMMARY

Tooru is a normal person. He does his chores in the house, goes to school, reads books on spirits and demons, stargazes, hangs out with his friends, learns how to do exorcisms, you know, the usual.

So he doesn't understand why, why, there is a demon in his room at four in the morning.

Tooru is a normal person. He does his chores in the house, goes to school, reads books on spirits and demons, stargazes, hangs out with his friends, learns how to do exorcisms, you know, the usual.

So how is it possible for him to be in this situation?!

The... being is small in size. Approximately one hundred and sixty-five centimeters of height, fluffy orange hair, pale skin and honey colored eyes. He is wearing black high waist wide pants, stuffed into some kind of... black pointy boots. His half sleeved shirt is more grey than black. It looks crumpled, but it hugs his chest from where the pants don't cover his skin up to the base of his neck. His forearms are covered with some kind of leather and cloth fingerless gloves, also black, and he wears a grey scarf. On his left shoulder there's a black pointy shoulder pad with more of that leather-cloth attached, covering the totality of his left arm.

Oh, and that pair of horns growing from his head, of course. How could Tooru forget that part?

This can't be happening to him right now.

"Hey, are you even listening to me?" the being asks, crossing his arms and pouting.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm a bit busy freaking out because there is a fucking demon in my room, but sure I'll give you attention!" okay, that came out a bit more hysterical than Tooru wanted.

"But you were the one that summoned me!" that makes Tooru stop in his tracks. What? He has done no such thing. He has only started his studies on summoning circles recently, there's no way he could have done it.

"I did not! I'm still learning how to do a summoning circle, let alone the ritual! And why would I summon you?!"

"I don't know, you humans do a lot of strange things," the demon has the audacity of shrugging, like it's none of his business that he literally appeared on Tooru's room at four in the morning, effectively waking him up and freaking the fuck out of him.

He's too tired to deal with this right now.

"Are you some kind of hallucination?"

"Nope."

"Of course a hallucination would say that."

Deciding this situation is way too much for him, and that it probably is indeed a hallucination product of all the reading of summoning procedures before going to bed, Tooru turns around, ignoring the indignant claims from the hallucination-demon, and gets back inside his bed. Hopefully, he'll wake up in the morning and the demon will be gone.

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He's not gone.

The demon is still there - still in the middle of his bedroom, sitting with his legs crossed, and looking bored out of his mind as he blows a raspberry. Do demons even know how to blow raspberries? Apparently - and Tooru is now officially panicking because why is the goddamed demon still there?!

"Ah, you're awake. Do humans always sleep that much?" the demon doesn't stand up, simply cocking his head to the side as he asks, and Tooru can only stare in horror.