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There was a pep in Chaerin’s steps as she walked down the street. The weather was nice, although a bit odd given the time of year, but she supposed that was global warming and the streets were seemingly empty, which was likely a result of the holidays wrapping up and everyone taking time to recover before setting off to work their 9 to 5 jobs once more.
For Chaerin, there was no work. Or at least, not in that moment but she had somewhere she needed to go and someone who would be there when she arrived. They hadn’t expected her, or maybe they did, she didn’t know. She had reached out by text to let them know of her arrival but never received a response, a usual outcome when it come to communication that wasn’t face-to-face, but she was sure she knew where he was.
As she entered the tattoo parlour, she paused for a moment and looked around before her eyes settled on the familiar face she had been looking for and a smile appeared on her lips. “Long time no see, Anu,” she said, although she was sure it hadn’t really been that long. It was in her to constantly bug him and see him as often as she was able to. “What have you been up to? How’s work?” she asked, taking a moment to look around and saw a person here and there waiting or getting inked.
“I thought you would be closed today like everyone else, but it looks like it’s working out in your favour,” she said, gesturing to the people who were currently there. “But here, I got you something,” she said, reaching into her bag and pulling out a small sticker and slapping it on the counter and pushed it towards him. “I thought it was cute but you know, cool enough for you. Plus, it’s a moon, and you know how some witches are with magic under the moon so you can be reminded of me by it,” she said. “You can put it on your phone!”
and while it looked busy in the studio, business was actually slowing, through the holiday period. found himself often times bored, under the lack of clients he’d gotten over the past few weeks. spent most of his time sitting at the reception, legs propped up against the desk with a sketchpad resting on top of them, if only to find something to do, while his cohorts did the same thing. it was almost like a blessing when someone came in to fulfil an appointment. however, he had a free day today, an oddity, all things considered.
though while he did have a free day, he didn’t expect to hear the door bell sound as the entrance opened to reveal an all too familiar girl. his eyes rolled, almost affectionately. the two had grown fairly close, after all. were friends, in their own rights. despite the playful bullying and teasing. it was with her arrival, anuiel allowed his legs to drop to the floor again, while he simultaneously left his sketchpad on the side, if only to pay the medic his full attention. it gave him something to do, after all.
“work’s slow. i’ve been trying to find things to fill my time, to no avail. i might take up a spin class, for shits and giggles,” he’d answered, the makings of a grin settling on the corner of his lips. “what about you?” it was common courtesy to return the question, he’d found out through observing social interactions. wasn’t used to being on friendly terms with others, no less those from other gangs. though he could make exceptions, for the odd one or two.
“people are closed? and i’m still not getting any clients? how about you let me tattoo you? again, for shits and giggles,” he was only half serious, the laughter resting behind his voice, enough of a tell tale towards the notion. though he wasn’t expecting the sticker. studied it with a furrowed brow. you put these on your phones? ridiculous. “a moon sticker.” he said, as though in disbelief for a moment. it did, after all, only last a moment, before he’d burst out with laughter. “no, yeah, i can see myself really fitting in with my associates, with a moon sticker on my phone. get me a couple of googly eyes, too, so i can talk to it whenever i want to talk to you.”
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☆┋ when the bones are good
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she’d always been emotional, usually it was due to stress and anxiety, and hyojin never hid it. it wasn’t in her blood to hide what she was, or how she was. if she was pissed off, everyone would know. those who didn’t mind it stayed close, those who couldn’t handle it, could fuck off in her books. however, it was the last thing she expected was to actually cry anytime soon.
so yes, there she was, face buried in the crook of anuiel’s neck, arms wrapped around him tight, as if she was scared he would vanish if she held him any lighter. she snuffles, just a bit before whining loudly. “stop being so mean, i would be an actual target if i did that.” she mutters. to some extend the demon was aware that it was her fault for going missing, but the world was a big place. it wasn’t every day you managed to find a body that would take your demon soul. sometimes, you had to think big.
“you’re still the same dickhead as always.“ the demon says, pulling away enough so she could take a good look at him, brows furrowing before hitting his chest again. “the same mean mean dickhead.” she says with a huff, cheeks puffing out. she takes a few seconds, to just take in his appearance before looking down the corridor of her building. “we should get inside, people might come out to see the commotion.” hyojin says with a mutter and shuffles back into her flat, tugging anuiel by the hand inside.
her flat, is in a bit of a mess, clothes scattered everywhere, shoes, papers. she didn’t think anyone would actually come and visit her. “it’s a mess, don’t comment on it.” she adds, kicking a pair of shoes to the side to make way for the two of them. she does eventually drag him to the living room, before finally letting go of him and sitting down on the couch. she stares shamelessly at him, brows furrowed as she sniff one last time, trying not to cry and actually fully wake up from her just recent slumber.
“so… catch up session?“ hyojin asks, as she pulls her feet off the ground and onto the couch, arms wrapping around her legs as she pulls them tightly to her chest. “or coffee or something else?“
for a moment, the angel felt for the demon, as she released tears into the crook of his neck. hadn’t the slightest idea his separation from her would result in such a strong reaction, otherwise he would have tried everything in his power to find her sooner. while not ideal that angels and demons went through vessels like clothing, it wasn’t impossible to find them through other means. even if telltale characteristics had anything to do with it.
thus, he tightened his grip just slightly more. held on for longer than considered friendly, even if to simply settle the other down from heightened emotions. “maybe, but it’d also give me an excuse to protect you, wouldn’t it?” spoken in jest, the angel was fully aware the other was capable of defending herself against anything that came her way.
“oh, please, you love it,” there was a childish grin residing on the curves of his lips. enough to brighten his features, in hopes it’d bring some sort of joy to the demon’s. while anuiel was an asshole, a terror to humanity after falling, he still looked after those he considered family. those close enough to him to receive that privilege. it didn’t happen often, once in a blue-moon if he was lucky, but it was still a possibility nonetheless. “would you have it any other way, though? who else is going to terrorise you like i do?”
regardless, anuiel still followed her inside, grip of her hand tight, though not tight enough where she couldn’t relinquish her hold if she so chose to. didn’t even spare a glance to have messy the apartment was, wouldn’t have noticed if she hadn’t have mentioned it. didn’t care for menial things such as that, but rather cast the majority of his focus onto the crossroads demon. he wouldn’t vocalise as much, but he had truly missed her presence in his life. it was as though a void had been filled once more.
he’d sat beside her, then. eyes sharp as he watched everything she did, as minuscule as it was. it was still hyojin, and that in itself was enough of a comfort. “how about coffee, and a catch up session? i think we need to wind down again, save you from bawling, you know?” couldn’t help but fit in one last dig amongst serious conversation, as while leaning in closer to the demon to lightly nudge her with his shoulder.
☆┋ when the bones are good
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☆ when the bones are good, the rest don’t matter yeah, the paint could peel, the glass could shatter let it rain ‘cause you and i remain the same when there ain’t a crack in the foundation @anuuiel
there were many that came and left during hyojin’s life time. some stayed longer, some ran as quickly as they came, but there were those few that fucked her up in the best and worst ways possible. she doesn’t know why but she sometimes would go running to and away from them, depending on how much she overthought things, depending on how much she needed, wanted something. it was always the what ifs that ate her up, but not when it came to anuiel.
it was weird, for a fallen angel and a demon to have a bond like theirs, but it had pretty much become one of the few reliable bonds she had long before neugdaedeul. she cherished it with her whole being. no matter how bad things got, they stood by each other and it did make hyojin question it a lot at times. however, it was life, and along the line, the demon changing identity for what felt the millionth time, they lost connection, and it was bad on her end. she was aware of it, but the years passed and it just seemed impossible for her to get her hands on anuiel.
well, it was until today.
it was really the last thing the crossroad demon expected to get woken up by. it was mid afternoon, and she was still asleep but it was one of the few days a year she got to herself. so when the buzzer rings, she can’t help but groan. slowly, yet steady, her feet drag her to the door, hand lazily rubbing her eyes to try and get away from the sleep. hyojin doesn’t look through the peephole to make sure no one was going to kill her, fuck that. she swings it open, lips parting for a sassy remark. but her brain short circuits.
she’s there, staring at anuiel as if she’s seen a ghost. so she blinks, a few times, not sure how to react, what to say.. there is so much that’s running through her brain, and there are tears building in her eyes and she knows, she knows, he will make a comment about it. so hyojin reaches up and wipes her eyes, lips pursed for a short second before looking up at the fallen angel.
“you asshole,“ she says, voice ever so shaky as she reaches to punch him in the chest, but its weak. “where have you fucking been…“
anuiel didn’t have many friends, didn’t have much of anything from a life before he’d associated himself with the gangs of seoul, and it often times became obvious. the way he distanced himself from others, was a lone wolf for the most part. there wasn’t a single person he’d call friend, aside from the couple currently residing in this city. though even those people were recently gained in the grand scheme of things.
hyojin was one of those people, they were close, closer than he’d ever been with another. carried a bond he wasn’t soon to forget of, even if vessels got in the way of recognising her presence. a bond almost a lifetime old, for most, yet he treasured it all the same. through their fights and closeness, he could almost consider the demon to be family, if he were to put a label to it.
and it was because of this, he’d sought her out, upon sensing her. couldn’t pick up on the crossroads demon through mere sight, if vessels had anything to do with it. but could simply rely on gut feeling. followed her, kept an eye on her, until he was absolutely sure of her identity.
which found him in this present situation--his knuckled rapping against his door, patient as he waited for a response. almost entirely sure she was the person he was searching for.
and when she’d finally come to open the door, he knew. it was an indescribable feeling, as though his past had finally caught up with him. everything he’d managed to repress, if only to continue this new life, came rushing back. though he couldn’t find himself feeling anything other than relief.
“hello to you, too,” came his first bout of words, hand gripping the wrist to the hand she’d used to strike him, drawing her closer if only to wrap his arms around her new frame. “where have you been. it’s kind of hard to find you when i don’t know what you look like, dickhead.” though it was spoken with a hint of fondness, arms tightening their hold around her. “you should start walking around with a sign whenever you change bodies, just so i can find you again.”
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having a sudden rush of hunger aimed towards her after the words she spoke hung in the air between them for no more than a few seconds, sent aejeong on a high. sex was a pleasure for her but was more so a gateway for her to feed off of lustful energy. however, there was something about how anuiel held himself and carried out his actions when driven by lust that consumed her and disregarded her regular intentions completely. she wanted him for nothing else but for herself. and the way the demon returned the kiss communicated that overwhelming feeling perfectly.
not to mention the irony that surrounded their current situation. if aejeong had a moment to think about it, she would probably laugh at how things panned out. an angel being tempted by a demon, then the two of them relishing in sin together. hell, if she had more than a second to cast a cohesive thought, she’d be overwhelmed with excitement. later she would look back on this occasion fondly as one of the peaks of her time as a demon.
she’d almost vocally protested to anuiel breaking the kiss, however her voice was locked in her throat when his lips found her neck. fingers impulsively reached for his hair where they twisted themselves throughout his locks. head tilted back against the couch to expose her neck further, encouraging him as eyelids fluttered shut in response to the sensation. it felt as though all of her oxygen was trapped in her chest until a familiar hullabaloo caused aejeong to gasp softly. she could already feel a bruise forming on her neck where his mouth worked broke the sensitive skin.
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“if that’s the case, it sounds like we’d be seeing a lot more of each other than i originally anticipated.” aejeong mused, seeming rather fond of the idea. truthfully, it was in her nature to simply spend the night with another and then never see them again. but there was something about anuiel that peaked her interest, that at least made her consider crawling back to him time and time again on his beckon and call. it was a power that very little people had over her - she’d rather die than allow him to find that out. but she was sure that over time, it may become a little obvious that her attraction to him went further than just one night and was bordering a crush.
it was obvious that aejeong had no intentions of putting up a fight against him. when he pushed the clothing out of her arms, she only obliged and allowed them to be discarded on the floor. she saw a glimmer of something in anuiel’s eye that was enough to send shiver down her spine. she didn’t know how else to describe how she was feeling besides considering it as close as the human description of butterflies in her stomach.
she expected somethig from the fallen angel, but nevertheless was surprised by his actions. being lifted and pressed against the wall took the air out of her lungs. having him speak into her neck only made the demon struggle not to let out a soft moan. a hand instinctively moved to tangle her fingers delicately in anuiel’s hair while the other found itself creeping beneath the hem of the shirt on his back. his words only brought a large smirk to her lips.
“truthfully, that’s all that i want.” aejeong admitted, feeling her heart beat hard against her ribcage. it was almost as though she was a mixture of nerves and pure lust for him. she delicately nudged him away from her neck so she look the angel in the eye. the hand beneath his shirt moved to trace along his waist whilst the seemed to run through his locks affectionately.
the sin demon was no stranger to being straightforward when the moment came. she noticed that others responded well when she was honest with them about what she wanted. however only circling the idea with anuiel and leaving everything to his own interpretation was exhilarating. but aejeong was growing tired of playing games. both her hands dropped to the hem of his shirt and lifted it up and off his body. she couldn’t help but stare at his bare torso, fingers reaching out and tracing the lines of his stomach softly.
“the only thing i want from you is you.” the girl decided, now meeting his eyes with her set, doe-eyed as she gazed at the man she was becoming increasingly captivated by. “i want you to show me how bad you want me.”
it was as though everything was intent on moving in slow motion, as though he were merely a spectator. and perhaps he was, as he trapped her between the wall and his own figure, veins bulging under lust and adrenaline, only spiking the more she tempted him. and god, was it hard to fight against it, could only fall deeper into it, head first, under he was drowning. he felt things deeper this way, fell a little too deeply into other people’s desires, through a simple click of the fingers. a slave to torment, almost.
and the more she reciprocated his touch, the deeper he felt. as though locked under a spell with no possible way of breaking free, could only accept the consequences and rid himself of chains that would otherwise keep him back. even when the demon had rid him of his shirt, ran her fingers over bumps and ridges, it was enough to send him spiralling. perhaps the first time he’d be able to relinquish himself of self-control, with someone who personified the very sin he was guilty of.
though he couldn’t hold back the sharp growl that came in line with her last statement. perhaps he wanted her too badly, was perhaps besotted despite everything. it mattered little in that moment, didn’t want to cast aside a second to deliberate over it. instead pushed his lips against hers. he was slow in movement, though delivered deeply, as he lifted her back up, wrapped her legs around his waist, if only to carry her to the couch in the centre of the room.
only when he was in the midst of dropping her on the surface of the furniture, did he release her from his kiss, towering over her. instead, his lips took to finding her neck, gentle in their approach at first, though rough the longer he spent there. teeth bit into skin, if only to use his lips to suck brightly coloured marks into porcelain. he wasn’t fond of sharing, wasn’t a lover of others thinking they could have what he’d deemed his. thus came his first act of possession.
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