That was easier than he expected, which actually wasn’t a terrible thing. Certainly, he expected more conflict before the angel would be forced to comply, but there wasn’t much of it. Perhaps the demon had overestimated the other boy’s hatred towards him. Or perhaps not. The angel may have despised Byunghun’s guts due to his entity, but as far as Byunghun knew, he wasn’t stupid. After all, this offer would somewhat benefit the both of them. Byunghun would be given information he’s been searching for for years now– and the angel? The angel would be graced with answers too. Sort of.
The elevator finally surfaces to the tenth floor, after a long process of many stops before then, and Byunghun steps out first, gesturing for the other to follow him. ❝ Follow me. ❞ A couple of steps down the hall and the demon’s already rather troubled– the first time he’s ever been, actually. But this wasn’t the only first he’s been through this evening either. It’s also the first time he’s had to compromise– had to give in order to obtain valuable information. Perhaps he’s just discovered the reason why demons and angels aren’t meant to coincide.
❝ Here we are. Don’t touch anything and don’t steal anything. ❞ With that being said, Byunghun proceeds to slide the keycard through the padlock, earning permission to enter the room moments later. He first flickers the light switch on, but not much changed. It’s dim, but for hotels, this was normal. Or maybe this was only normal because it’s all he ever really knows– Incheon, or Busan, or even Gangnam, all hotels smell the same.
Without kicking off his shoes, he already settles onto the bed, stifling a sigh from escaping in the process, ❝ Anyway, spill. What do you know about Byunghun? ❞ His gaze now casts over onto the other, but there’s not much interest in his expression, more of exhaustion, ❝ Do you know anything about his pact? ❞
[ * -- Following the other in, Changjo pauses by the doorway to remove his shoes, gently tucking the pair into the corner of the entrance hall before shrugging off his flannel and hanging the cloth on one of the hangers in the closet. Walking in, he looked at the demon rather distastefully, noting that the being hadn’t removed his shoes as of yet.
Sighing, he made his way to settle down on the other bed, only to notice one slight problem with the room. There was no other bed. Just the one that the demon was currently sprawled all over-- and there was no couch, or any sort of furniture that could double as a bed.
You’ve got to be kidding me.
Looking at the other, he let out a sigh for the umpteenth time, before finally speaking. “You said you’d let me stay in your room.” He began, speaking slowly. “But there’s only one bed-- And I know we aren’t going to be sharing. I at least had a bed in the last room I stayed in-- This is an upgrade how? Being stuck with your disgusting self and not having a place to sleep?” He glares at the other, before grabbing one of the chairs and seating himself in it, crossing his legs. “Tell you what. I told you I’d give you information in exchange for a bed. So until I get that bed, you won’t get anything on Byunghun. Sounds fair, right?”
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