All Jinu wanted to do was get the other men out of his hair. It should have been a simple errand. Instead they find a way to royally screw things up. And what are you to do when four demons become suspiciously obsessed with you.
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Hey guys, I'm back at it again. I too have fallen under the spell of Kpop Demon Hunters. I mean it is a masterpiece, so you can't blame me. I went with the more demonic characters, so expect me to come back for more. There is honestly too much wonderful material to not.
Anywhoo, enjoy the more feral boys of the group pinning after you. Hope you enjoy.
If he had to deal with one more interruption. He was going to be down one or more band members. Didn't they understand that distracting Rumi was important. That it was integral to their mission to keep her occupied? At least that's what he told himself. Especially when he couldn't keep her off his mind.
Looking over their texts. Not overthinking how he was going to answer. He noticed a detail that could give him a break. She was going to see Huntrix's costume designer later this week.
While it would be terrible to saddle someone with the other four demons. But it would be a simple task that would get them off of his back.
So it was an easy decision to write down the address and call a meeting.
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Frowning down at the map on his phone. Baby gave the building in front of them an equally annoyed look. Did Jinu really think they were this dumb. That this wasn't a ploy to keep them busy.
At least that was his thoughts. Until he saw that his band mates were all scattered in front of the building. Romance and Abby taking selfies, while Mystery growled at a nearby squirrel. Maybe he was right to underestimate them.
That is, if they didn't have a common interest. “I'll bet you that I can get her to swoon for me. Tell you what, the first one to get her attention, gets to pick dinner."
The moment the words left his lips, all eyes were on him. Being out of the underworld was nice. Really nice. The best part about it had to be the food. They would have never dreamed of how delicious modern food could be.
Though meal time always became a fight. Everyone had their own preferences and favorites. None of the boys would ever give up the opportunity to be the one to choose.
A round of agreements were had. Each of them is confident in their abilities to woo you.
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It was easy enough to find your office space. But they immediately hit a hiccup, your assistant. She recognized them immediately. That would usually be in their favor. If she wasn't getting in their way that is.
Squealing and requesting pictures. Every question she asked was quickly followed by another. They would have pushed her away. But it wouldn't be a good idea to get on your bad side before even meeting you.
Then she asked a question that could get them one step closer to you. “So what brings you guys here?” It seemed as if she had just realized she was neglecting her job. Smiling sheepishly, she sat back down at her desk.
Romance was the first to speak up. “Other than seeing your beautiful face. We'd like to see (Y/N). We were wondering if she could make us something for the award show.”
Smiling brightly at the boys she nodded. “I'm sure that she would make time for such a great band. I'll let her know you're here.” Glancing at the group, she picked up her phone. “So is it just the three of you today?”
This caused the others' eyes to widen. Searching the room, they came to a panicked realization. Mystery was nowhere to be seen.
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He had to find the source of this scent. It was utterly alluring. Indescribably enchanting. Following his nose to the end of a hall, he finds it. The door was covered in the scent. Opening it, he sees only one figure.
A woman plush hunched over a desk. Hair messy, it wasn't hard to see why as your hand runs through it once again. A pinched look of concentration on your full face. Hand moving languidly over the paper in front of you. Biting your lip as you erase something while mumbling to yourself.
He could have kept admiring you. Content to spend his time just observing you. Until the hurried sound of footsteps came up behind him.
The boys pull him back as your assistant rushes forward. “I am so sorry, miss. I hope we didn't interrupt you.”
You glance up and then do a double take. When did a group of people end up in your office? Huh? Waving your hand absently, you go back to your current design. “It's fine, I didn't even notice.”
The boys were stunned. Between your dismissive nature and overwhelming scent. It was almost enough to throw them out of their disguise. A shimmer of purple flashing over each man's skin.
Baby steps forward, after composing himself. “We were actually hoping to work with you.” He sent a dazzling smile your way. That quickly turned into a frown at your reply.
“Make an appointment.” Your tone was flat and your eyes never left your work. This piece was almost done. There was no way you would stop the groove you were in.
Shouldering his way forward, Abby flexes. “Are you sure you can't make an exception for us? We are the Saja Boys after all.” He was also disappointed as you didn't even answer him. Instead you put on a pair of headphones and continue your work.
The assistance sweats as she watches this play out. She knew that interrupting your flow was a big no no. But come on, it's the Saja Boys. The up and coming boy band.
Apologizing profusely, she shuts the door. Though the boys weren't sure who it was directed at.
“I promise that you'll be penciled in this week. If you're still interested, that is?” She laid it on a bit thick. Reasoning that they were VIPs.
Romance placed a hand on her back and guided her back to the front. “Of course. We all have our quirks. Nothing I would hold against someone as special as Miss (Y/N).”
A look flashed through the group at this statement. A knowing nod comes from each demon. They had all noticed the oddly beguiling scent. That would definitely garner a later discussion.
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Back at their current home, it didn't take long to come to a unanimous conclusion. There was something special about you. And they were going to do their best to figure it out.
Each demon had their own idea of how to go about the task. All of which were wildly different.
Romance wanted to go back immediately. Hoping that taking you on a date would be great recon. Which was quickly shot down by the group. There was no way they would let him get all of your attention.
Mystery wanted to camp outside your office. Then follow you home. And anywhere you may go after that. That was called out for what it was, stalking. Which most people don't appreciate, especially the authorities. The last thing they needed was a scandal.
Baby wanted to look you up. Follow you on social media. See what you had been doing. Wanting to go back to your very first post. Maybe even make some fake accounts and message you. This was pointed out as also being stalking. Albeit digitally, still stalking all the same.
Abby was apparently the only one with patience. “Why don't we just wait until our appointment? We're going back in a few days. So it's not as if we'll never see them again.”
The others shot him glares. While they all knew this was true. It didn't help the itch they felt to experience your scent again. Hoping that the next time they saw you they might get your acknowledgement.
Each of them reluctantly agreed to his statement. Secretly thinking of ways to see you before the group would head back to your office. Even the muscled man himself.
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It had not gone the way they had hoped. Every chance they had to sneak out of the house. Was quickly fouled by one of the other demons. They were always trying to be one step ahead of the others. With their full schedules on top of that. It was impossible to find their way back to you.
The whole thing had even started to get under Jinu's skin. The constant arguing, sudden fights, and glares galore. It was all starting to get him to his breaking point.
The day of their meeting with you was the final straw. They couldn't even stand to be in the same room with each other. It made the waiting room of your office unbearable. They had insisted on coming early. It was a nightmare to be in. The only thing keeping them in line was your assistant.
As she went to tell you that they were here for the session, you could hear a pin drop. The dark haired man decided that he had to intervene.
Standing before the group, he gave the other men a sharp glare. “I'm not sure what's going on around here. But you guys need to control yourselves. We are demons undercover. Whatever you have going on. I'm sure it would be easier to work out if you did it together.”
The change in their demeanor at the suggestion was instantaneous. A look passed between the group as they came to the same conclusion. Working together they could get you to be theirs’ all the sooner.
With a shared nod, Baby smiles at the leader. “You know what you're right. We have the same goal. So why not work together."
A wave of relief went through the man. Maybe now the house could get a bit of peace. Not knowing how he had just sealed your fate.
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This was definitely worse. They were acting normal. Well behaved and nice in fact. It was creeping Jinu out. There they sat, posters straight and quietly listening to you. All smiles as you went over a few ideas you had for them.
“I looked you guys up. You're not bad, but I'm glad you came to me. Basic street wear is only going to get you so far. Especially with the awards coming up.” You smiled as thoughts of the ceremony came to mind. It was honestly an honor to be able to design for the competing groups.
The light pink haired man aptly complimented you. “Of course, we had to come to the best. We knew that we were in the right hands after checking you out.”
This caused the leader to eye the group again. A chorus of agreements came from the others. All of them gazing at you hungrily. He took this as their demonic nature peeking through. Which made him hurry the meeting along. Not for what it really was. Predators seeking out a proper mate.
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You spent much more time with the men after that. Sometimes as a group. More often than not with them individually. It really came down to what their schedules allowed.
They were ecstatic to be spending more time with you. Taking in your scent, just being in your presence was wonderful. Enjoying the way your plush form would occasionally brush against their own. It was otherworldly.
Until they made an upsetting discovery. You were a workaholic. No matter how many times they tried to change the subject. Or even coerce a reaction out of you. Learn anything personal, they were all rebuffed. It was torture.
It wasn't until they all managed to be at your office at the same time, sans Jinu. That's when the dam finally burst. While the group was all trying their best to pry out anything beyond your work life from you. Baby could feel a seething anger bubbling in his stomach at your short non answers.
He stomps up to you, glaring down his nose. “Why won't you just talk to us? We're popular and good looking. But every time we make an effort to get to know you. You couldn't care less. What's wrong?” He threw his arms up, then sagged in annoyance.
Even though they were close to their breaking point. All of the men looked at him in shock. Still they looked at you in anticipation. Beyond curious about what your response would be.
You weren't impressed by the outburst. You had had problem clients before. It was a commonality when it came to your line of work. So it wasn't a surprise that you already had an answer to this issue.
“I keep my work life and personal life separate. It's just my policy, don't take it personally."
The flippant way you said it upset the men. It was obvious that others had tried to win you over at work. In their delusion they didn't take this personally. No, they came to a much more sinister conclusion.
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You slowly blink your eyes open. Squinting through a hazy fog, you take in the unfamiliar room. Only able to make out a few details through the small amount of light coming from a high window.
It was damp and cold. Causing goosebumps to spread across your plush body. Not much furnished the room. The mattress you laid on being the only thing to properly rest on. If you didn't count the wooden chair ominously facing you, that is.
Which held none other than Mystery. Even in the dim room, you could make out his silver hair. Feeling his eyes bore into you, you slowly sit up. Noticing how they pierce the veil of hair over them. The gaze of a predator had locked onto you.
And you weren't sure how to react. Fight or flight were supposed to be the default. But all of your instincts were screaming at you to submit.
Without speaking a word, he starts stalking towards you. Each step causes your skin to prick a bit more. His languid movements make your mind scream at you. Do anything!
As he finally looms over you, he pounces. Cradling your plush form tightly against himself. He shocks you with his next move. Instead of tearing you apart, he tucks your pliable body impossibly closer. Burying his nose into your neck, he inhaled deeply.
Your shock wears off quickly and you begin to squirm underneath him. Which greatly displeases him. Digging his hands deeper into your soft flesh, he growled. Stilling at once, you accepted your fate in the awkward position.
Only for light to spill into the room from up above. A door you couldn't make out before opening. Revealing a new figure.
Jinu had become suspicious of the other demons. Between their sudden change in behavior. And constant interest in going to the basement. A room they had never set foot in before. It was enough to make him on guard. Rushing down the stairs, he's shocked at the scene before him.
Mystery snarls at the other man. His temper flares immediately. How dare the dark haired man challenge him. He already had a claim on someone else. What little rational thought he had left was thrown away. Launching himself at the other man, shedding his veil in his anger.
You watch in astonishment as the two men fight. Claws, teeth, and limbs viciously rending into each other. As the quieter of the two shifts into something new, you pale.
How could you handle being taken by something otherworldly? Scrambling away, you put a wall against your back. Watching and hoping that the leader of the group could be your salvation.
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Once the rest of the group caught wind of the fight. It didn't take long for them to drag the pair up stairs. Mystery still trying his best to struggle out of the two pinkette's hold on him. Snarling as he attempted to burn a hole through the other man with his gaze.
Composing himself, he doesn't even glance at the feral demon. Instead he stares down the remaining three. “Which one of you is going to explain to me what the hell is going on?” He endeavored to keep the anger out of his voice. But he was at his wits end with their change in behavior.
Baby surged forward, a sneer marking his face. “Why do you care? The only thing that matters to you is that hunter.” He spat the title out like a venom. He was such a hypocrite. So he could have a human. What about them! This was the first thing that broke through their demonic nature. They were not giving you up.
Shaking his head, he stared at the man in disbelief. “That's totally different. I'm distracting her. Keeping them from completing the Honmoon.” Even as it left his mouth he knew it was a half truth. Still his pride wouldn't allow him to admit it.
Leaving Mystery to the muscled demon's charge, Romance says. “He's right. Why are you allowed a have human? While the rest of us are expected to stay alone. It's what we deserve. A reward for playing nice." He wasn't far behind the feral demon in annoyance. There was only so much they could take before having an outburst.
Holding a hand up, he examines the group. “Wait, is she why you guys have been cooperating?” The pieces started to fall into place. The fights right after they went to see you. Him telling them to get along. Which they did, especially in front of you. You had a power over them that no one seemed to realize.
This has turned into an interesting opportunity. It seems he would have to head down to the basement again.
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You glared up the stairs. Though the space was too dark to make out the door. It didn't stop you from trying to knock it off the hinges with your furious glare. You had of course attempted to simply turn the knob. But they had thought to lock it before leaving.
So now you were wallowing in your anger. Until the door opens and a familiar silhouette fills the space. Getting to your feet, your mood brightens. Then the heavy sound of the lock turning chips away at your spirit. Why would he do that? Wasn't he going to let you out. Before he was fighting for you, yelling about your treatment. What has changed?
Making his way down the stairs, he sees you shrink away. Well, this wasn't a good start. Still he tries to assuage your worries. “I'm sorry about all this. They've got it on their minds that this was the best way to get close to you.”
You wait for him to continue. To guide you out of the dank room. Let you move on from this nightmare. But that doesn't happen. So you decide to break the silence yourself. “Then I can go. I get it. Big stars want to pull a prank. This isn't the first time I've been involved in a random stunt.”
You were lying through your teeth. At this point though you were desperate. As he smiles at you, you're sure it works. Until he shakes his head.
“That may be so. If you didn't see what we really were.” He watches your eyes widen. Becoming impressed as you stay calm beyond that. Then he shifts his form.
You're ridged as you realize it wasn't stress that caused them to look different. Sharp teeth and nails, purple skin with intricate markings. Something not human, monstrous in shape stood before you.
He could see you shrink into yourself. Pulling your shapely legs closer to your plush form. He saw the appeal, though this enchanting scent the others spoke of. It was something he hadn't experienced. By the way the group was acting, he should count himself lucky. They would stop at nothing to have you as their's. And he wasn't above using that for his benefit.
To let you know that, was out of the question. So he crafted a new explanation. “We can't let you go now that you know our secret. It's as simple as that. So be good and we'll see if we can work together.” With that he turned to leave the room.
Seeing your only hope get shattered, your anger began to rise. If he thought for one moment you were going to roll over and take this. Then they all had another thing coming.
As he opens the door you decide to let your thoughts be known. “I won't be willing to do this. Whatever you have planned. I'll fight you every step of the way.”
Glancing over his shoulder, he can see the cold defiance in your expression. Without a word he closes and locks the door. Sealing the threat each of you had made.
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you know, these:
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apologies for the rant, but this is something that i have been frustrated about for several days now, and i needed to get it off of my chest.
if anyone else has encountered this problem please let me know.
