~Chapter 7~

“We have nothing to talk about.”

Sehun's comment didn’t surprise the devil at all, as he was already expecting this answer. That’s why he made up his mind before coming to the detective’s place. They will talk.

Oh, they will for sure.

The other is not getting away.

Not again.

“You know, Detective Kim, I start to believe that running away is one of your many specialities. Actually, I’m sure about it now.”

Sehun’s mouth almost dropped. How could he say that while smiling like an idiot at him?!

“If that means that I don’t have to waste my time having useless conversations like this, then yeah, I guess running away really is one of my specialities. So what?”

Oh, this conversation was gonna be so interesting~

There was nothing the devil enjoyed more than spending time with someone who dared to talk back at him. Of course, that’s after all the torturing and people begging at his knees thing. It’s kinda fun, not gonna lie.

“No need to get all defensive Detective Kim. Dear devil, you really have an attitude.”

Sehun just scoffed and rolled his eyes. He was annoyed.

Really annoyed.

Why was the raven pointing out everything about him? He didn't know if he should feel flattered or creeped out because the other was paying attention to every move he made.

“Chanyeol, I’m really not in the mood so we’re not having this conversation.”

“Well that’s too bad because I’m not leaving until we talk.”

If Chanyeol hated something that was having unfinished business. He wants to know why the other behave that way and he will find out.

If Chanyeol wants something, he’ll get it.

He always does.

Slowly, the raven approached the younger, taking small steps towards him.

One step.

And another step.

And another step…

And suddenly they were in front of each other, too close for Sehun’s preferences.

“As I said, it’s not my fault that you can’t take ‘no’ for an answer. There are places where I have to go alone. I don’t even know why I’m explaining myself to you.”

“As your assistant-”

“As my assistant you have to accompany me to anything related with work. And that’s it. Nothing more.”

“Oh~Detective Kim, you are hurting my feelings.”

Hurting his feelings? It’s called separating your personal life from your professional one. Maybe he should give it a try.

“Whatever! Now that we talked, leave. I have a lot of things to do.”

Lie.

That was a lie.

“Oh really? Like what?”

Sehun greeted his teeth. Of course the other didn’t believe him. He sighed and looked the other in the eyes, without blinking even once.

“If you get in my way I’m gonna rip your head off.”

With that, he walked past him, making sure to bump into his shoulder, pushing him back a little. He could swear the other chuckled before starting to complain about him being extremely rude that day, more than usual.

God, this was going to be a nightmare.

— —

Oh, it was a nightmare.

And what a nightmare.

The other followed him everywhere, like some lost puppy that just found a new owner and didn’t want to get them out of sight.

It was annoying.

It was annoying because he wasn’t used to it anymore.

“Chanyeol, I swear to God, if you keep following me around I’m gonna kick you out. Which honestly isn’t such a bad idea cause it’s already 5 pm. I've dealt with you enough now don’t you think?”

Chanyeol couldn’t help but slightly roll his eyes, biting his tongue so he wouldn't make any comment about the mortal’s word preferences. Yeah, no shit. Why ‘God’ of all the creatures that exist in the underworld? And let’s be honest, ‘Dear Devil’ sounds so much better…

Ah, it was like music to his ears.

“Aw~You already got tired of me? That ain’t nice, you know? We’ll work together for a long, loooong time so you should get used to my company.”

“Ugh, don’t even remind me…”

Chanyeol giggled and took his jacket. Honestly, for as much as we would love to stay, he has to take care of some things…

He started making his way to the front door, knowing the mortal was following him.

“Alright, alright. I’m leaving but if you want to join me you are welco-”

“Don’t even think about it! I’m not going anywhere with you. As I said, I have things to do”

Sehun could swear that if Chanyeol stayed for a second longer it would take him more than an hour to leave and he already had enough. It’s been too long since he last spent so much alone time with someone so now he had to spend some alone time for his own mental health…or whatever was left of it.

Without wasting another second, the younger opened the door and pushed the devil out. In his defense, he thought it was necessary…just to make sure he would leave soon.

“Ah, Detective Kim is so nice-”

But a loud bang interrupted him.

The door was closed.

No, correction.

The door was slammed in his face.

After staring at it for a few seconds, a little dumbfounded, he started to laugh and make his way to his car.

The mortal was definitely interesting.

And oh, just how much he loved it.

— —

It was dark, with a tint of red. The sky was unclear, fog making their presence, covering the moon slightly. It looked like a blurry light in the distance…so small yet so pretty.

Oh, and it was silent. Like always.

It was always silent here.

Everything was still, no creature walking around.

It was pretty.

Hell is so pretty.

“Ah, it feels nice to be here. I bet you are happy to see me too Minjun.”

A low growl was heard from behind a burned tree, a tiny pink haired demon walking up to him, making Chanyeol laugh at the other’s silliness.

On the other hand, Minjun wanted to facepalm but his ego wouldn’t allow him to do that. At least not with the devil around him. Why did he even think that hiding behind that tree would work?

Pff, Chanyeol just had to know it all.

“Oh, come on! Don’t make that face. At least you tried.”

Oh, that smirk.

Minjun hated it.

“Shut up! I wasn’t hiding or something. And why are you even questioning me? I should be the one doing that. Why did you come here all of sudden?”

“I’m happy to see you too, Minjun-ah. Where is your lovely boyfriend? I’m pretty sure he doesn’t like it when you walk around hell without him. You already know just how greedy some demons can be… Especially when their disgusting eyes see something they like.”

Yeah, maybe Chanyeol was joking around but he was kind of serious. He knew damn well how messed up some demons minds can be. Sure, Minjun was strong, after all, he was one of his personal guards and not just anybody can have that position. It’s actually really hard to get there.

But still… He wanted to make sure that nothing would happen to the pink haired man.

…Minjun doesn’t have to know about that, of course.

Said demon immediately smiled. Just hearing his boyfriends name made him happy.

“Oh! He’s torturing some stupid demon. What was he doing again? Something about skinning him alive if they don’t do some shit. Hehe, he’s covered in bruises.”

He’s tone was too cheerful for someone who was talking about someone getting tortured but then again, Minjun is truly special.

“I see, I see. Leaving hell in your hands while I’m gone was definitely a good choice. Hmm..Tell him to come to my humble castle when he’s done. I’ll get my maids to prepare the best food so let’s have dinner together. We have to catch up on a lot of things.”

Minjun couldn’t help but smirk, his eyes visibly darkening.

“As you wish, my King.”

— —

Sehun was bored.

Of course, after the other left... Well, actually after he kicked him out... he was going to get back to work. But he couldn't.

For some reason he couldn't concentrate on a damn thing. He has been looking at the same paper for the past hour yet nothing.

This wasn’t like him.

He could always get some work done, no matter what happened. It was his way of distracting himself from whatsoever.

For some reason he thought about Chanyeol.

Where did he go?

No. No.

He shouldn’t think about that. It’s not like he cares. It’s just… curiosity.

Yeah, curiosity.

“This is fucked up.”

Sehun got up from the chair, leaving his office room and making his way to the door.

He needed to go for a walk.

After putting on his shoes and grabbing the first jacket he put his hands on and his keys, the blond stepped out, cold air hitting his face.

Ugh, just what is wrong with him?

“Alright, I need ice cream. Yep, I just need some ice cream and I’ll be my old self again. I’m just tired.”