Hell Born

*Little White Lie*

The weekend had finally arrived, meaning San was going to meet with Wooyoung. Despite it being against the rules, had he had the energy, San would've just flown to Wooyoung's house. Unfortunately, he'd spent most of the week using his powers for his own random or chaotic needs, rendering him exhausted. Thus, San asked his father to drive him to which Hongjoong happily complied, especially since he wanted to have a conversation with his son anyways.

"Sannie," Hongjoong spoke, earning a light hum from his son. "Listen, your father and I just want you to be careful. It's not that we don't want you to be in a relationship, it's just that we want you to be safe, and wait for certain things."

"I understand." The teen replied quietly. He knew it wasn't the smartest move to get so touchy with Wooyoung when they had just met. "I just got a little excited..."

"Don't worry, it happens. Please, just be mindful. Earth isn't like Hell. You can't act on impulse or be so transparent. They've got different rules and expectations. I don't want to say they're narrow minded but..."

"Dad," San interrupted. "I get it. But...I think Wooyoung might be different. He's innocent." Maybe innocent wasn't necessarily the right word. "He's interesting and I would like to get to know him more. Please, will you allow me?"

Hongjoong felt his heart churn. Truth be told, he wasn't sure if San would connect with anyone while on Earth. He had noticed how tired and out of character he'd been recently and started to wonder if moving was a mistake for San's sake. Hearing that he genuinely wanted to get to know someone made him smile. "Of course Sannie." He only hoped things didn't go wrong for him.

They arrived at Wooyoung's house soon after. It was an apartment, the cramp setting being something San wasn't used to. Hongjoong decided to walk to the front door with him, he was curious to meet Wooyoung's mother and get to know her since he figured they'd be seeing a lot more of each other.

Just before San knocked on the door, something caught his attention. "A cross?" Just under the eye hole was a golden cross as well as a sign below reading 'May God be with you and give you strength' which Hongjoong couldn't help but scoff at.

"They're religious? Alright then..." Not too long after San knocked, a petite woman came out. Her eyes were sparkling brown and her blonde hair was styled into a bob. She seemed basic but friendly either way. "Ah! You must be San!" She said cheerfully. "Come in, come in!"

The woman ushered them inside, offering Hongjoong a cup of tea which he politely accepted. Wooyoung came in from the hall, smiling brightly as he saw San. "I must admit, you're much different to the way Wooyoung described." Ms Jung commented as she poured the hot water into Hongjoong's cup.

"Oh? And how did he describe me?" He inquired, seeing as he'd never really gotten a proper glance at Wooyoung.

"Oh it was silly. He said you were intimidating, with dark hair and was um...tall..."

Hongjoong smiled through the pain. "Ah yes...tall." Something he would never be. "He must've been speaking about my hus-" A powerful shriek suddenly ran through the demons head nearly making him fall over in surprise.

"Sorry..." San apologised through telepathy. He tilted his head towards yet another cross on the wall. Hongjoong rolled his eyes. He'd need to have a talk with his son later about religious stigmas. Still, he nodded. "My housemate," he corrected. "I apologise if he scared your son, he doesn't like new people."

"I see. I want to say how thankful I am that you've raised such a nice boy. Wooyoung's been through a lot recently with his internship picking up," Wooyoung cringed at his mother's words. San looked at him questionably but the younger just said he'd explain later.