Attachment | Demon!AU
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Eccentric hobbies were Tsuji’s thing; while others preferred to either go to the gym, do something creative or read books in their free time, the tall male just was a thrill seeker. Visiting abandoned (and most likely so-called ‘haunted’) places were not only on his bucket list, but most of them in his vicinity had already been explored.
Recently, he took it upon himself to go to a specific place that was known for satanic rituals taking place there, though he didn’t give it any second thoughts: he mostly deemed it to be telltales told by teenagers to scare each other, or simply deeds done by teenagers themselves, setting up a good old ouija board in the middle of an abandoned, worn down building, perhaps opening portals to the afterlife like that, but that’s about it. Akihisa rarely encountered actual satanic rituals taking place -- and even so, most of the supposed rituals were not done accordingly and thus not as powerful as they could’ve been. However, he may have been wrong about that one specific building.
Admittedly, at first, he thought that he was being paranoid; seeing shadows in the corner of his eyes, hearing sounds, movements, even feeling a cold presence sometimes around him -- it was a strong vibe he was getting, much stronger than any of the ‘hauntings’ he had witnessed at these places he had visited, but what unsettled him was the thought that something actually followed him home. And usually said something would not be a haunting, a ghost stuck in a loop or residual energy from those who passed away. In the professional term, it most likely would be an inhuman manifestation (or demon in the broad term). As little as he was taking the teenage-local-’satanists’ seriously, he had to admit not only to himself but to pure logic that this was an oddity that he could not ignore just like that.
And most certainly not at this very moment.
He woke up in the middle of the night, soaked in sweat from night terrors, the first thing he saw bent over him from between the head of his bed and the wall was a dark shadow, looming over him, staring at him curiously. That’s when Tsuji knew he no longer could ignore that kind of stuff.
Instead of being terrified or scared, he was more so annoyed by the fact that he had woken up, losing sleep over nothing -- instead of being frightened by that shadow slowly shifting into a more humanoid presence, yet still obviously inhuman with its features and such, he blinked half-asleep at the presence, grumbling lowly “The hell you’re bothering me for? I didn’t even summon you. Lemme sleep.” before he turned to the side and pulled his blanket over his head in order to make it loud and clear how displeased he felt about the interruption. One could only be astonished by the way he handled such a freaky situation...