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@knisterlicht / @n0v4t33z
“Please play nice boys.”
You pray quietly, as you open the door to peak out, peeking for the two demons. “San?” You see him come into view from your bedroom all dressed up from the costume you got him. You have to admit he doesnt look that bad. Your eyes trail to Wooyoung who walks out behind him. “Its time to go guys, you ready?” They nod and San has to hide back a smirk as he glances back at Wooyoung. “Yeah I think we are ready.” San rose a brow curiously as he looked back towards you and Minhyuk, noticing the fake bite mark and the fangs. “Thats a twist alright.” The corner of his lips quirked up. It looked like he was mocking you almost. You narrowed your eyes. “I think its sexy.” You cross your arms and San nods, the twitch of his lips pulling into a smirk finally.
“Hmm…” Theres a movement you notice inside San’s mouth. His mouth opens barely, his tongue pressing against one of his canines. You know they arent fake and it makes a burst of nerves run through your body. His jaw twitching as he does so. You cant help but think its sort of attractive. Theres a tense silence between the two sins at the other end of the hall and the two of you in front of the bathroom. “You’re right, its very sexy.” You shake your head slightly, pushing the thought out of your head.
“Looks like you guys did your own make up, somehow it looks good.” It’s Minhyuk who breaks the silence surprisingly and you turn your head, smiling at him. “I just need to spray your hair red so it makes sense who you are, if the green isnt obvious enough.” He smiles widely, nodding. “I want to dye my hair but i dont think we have time for that.” He cocks his head as you shake yours. “No time, maybe after?” He nods and follows you to the door as you grab everything you need.
Keys? Check. Phone? Check. San?
You glance behind you to make sure hes following.
Check. Wooyoung?
Your eyes slide over to the other sin. Nodding to yourself. You manage to stop your hand before you rub your face. Dont ruin Minhyuks hard work.
Check. Minhyuk? Check.
You both rarely leave each other's side. Almost connected at the hip. You throw a fond grin at Minhyuk from over your shoulder as you open the door. “It’s at the frat house right?” Minhyuk nods and you smile widely before heading towards the side walk after locking the door after everyone. You take a deep breath and tighten your pony tails before starting to walk. “Stray kids dorm frat?” He nods and you start walking, humming as you take the turns to the house, grinning when the person who opens the door is Minho. “Yah!” He yells as you jump onto him, arms wrapping around his neck. “I missed you!” He rolled his eyes, an arm wrapping around your waist as he glanced behind you, the corner of his lips curling into a cat like grin. “We saw each other yesterday in class.” You shake your head as you pull back, a mock pout on your lips as he opens the door for you guys. “But i havent actually seen you outside of classes recently.” He chuckled. “Whos fault is that?” You huff, flicking his forehead. “Listen Herbology is kicking my ass.” He laughed and shook his head. “I still dont get why youre taking herbology instead of marine biology when youre going into veterinary care.” You pout, rolling your eyes. “You just want me to treat Soonie, Doongie and Dori for free dont you.” At his smug smirk he nods his head. “Guilty.” You walk past him. “Maybe i will!” You smile towards him and his smirk turns into a soft grin once you turn away to go to the kitchen.
Minho cocks a brow as he looks at the three remaining in the door. “You guys coming in?” Minhyuk grins as he steps inside, automatically telling you hes going to find Kihyun. “Dont annoy him too much!” He shrugs. “Maybe.” He takes off into the ground, searching for the pink haired boy, leaving you with the two sins. They follow you into the kitchen easily as Minho shuts the door before following you as well. “We just got a new member of the frat.” He hums, watching you make yourself a drink. “Oh really? Whats his name?” Minho leans against the kitchen island. “Yongbok, hes from Australia like Chris, wont tell us his english name.” You hum. “Is he cute?” Minho rolls his eyes.
You miss the glance and silent conversation between San and Wooyoung.
“He’s adorable Y/n. Dont scare him away.” You scoff. “I dont scare people! These two idiots do though.” You jerk your head towards the two leaving against the counter, watching you. “Hmmm, who are you guys anyways?” You throw a half glare their direction. “Im Wooyoung, a cousin thats come to visit for a bit.” He hums and Minho nods, looking towards the other man in the room. “San.” He nods. “Im from Namhae.” San watches him as he nods again. Red eyes watch Minho’s as he cocks his head to the side.
Something is off about this one.
San narrows his eyes as he scans Minho up and down. Minho puts him on edge the slightest bit. He glances towards you, making your own drink before looking at Wooyoung. His eyebrow cocks as he comes to a realization, looking back at Minho.
He knows.
He knows you are lying about them. Minho knows. He knows San isnt human, he knows Wooyoung isnt either. San crosses his arms, leaning over to whisper into Wooyoungs ear, watching the smirk spread on Minho’s lips. “He knows.” Wooyoung copies his pose, tilting his head as he watches the smirk on Minhos face.
Its as if hes mocking them. ‘Finally.’ It says. ‘Took you a bit too long.’ It snickers.
How long has he been around you?
You turn around, smiling as you hand over a drink to Minho. “Malibu and Coke for you.” He moves his gaze to you, grinning as he nods, taking the cup and leaning towards you. Minho was the one you messed around with when you both needed a release, a distraction. It was a plus that he was hot and had a good dick game. You lean closer as well, humming as you tilt your head towards him, eyes locked with each other. “Minho when is your next performance?” He grins, all teasing and mock surprise as he grips your cheeks with one hand, making your lips purse.
“Do you want to come see me perform again?” You nod the best you can. You loved watching him dance. It was entrancing, hypnotizing, and always left you wanting more. “It should be after Thanksgiving.” He releases the grip after shaking your head a bit.
San cant put his finger on what Minho is. Is he human? He cant possibly-
He stands up, eyes watching as a familiar scent comes nearby. Blonde hair appears first as he disappears under Minhos arm. “Ah, are new little recruitment.” That explains it. San thinks, this is the little angel theyve been looking for.
Your eyes light up at the adorable looking boy. He has freckles all over his cheeks and he radiates sunshine. When he smiles at you it feels like you can breath, like there was an unknown weight on your chest that you couldnt get rid of. “Hi! Im Y/n. You’re Yongbok right?” He nods, eyes falling on the two ones behind you, eyes barely widening as he takes them. Did you know that they werent human? The way your shirt rides up when you get another cup shows the new mark and Minho takes that chance to grin. “Y/n when did you get a tattoo? Why didnt you tell me? We couldve gone together.” Your arm falls back down, eyes wide, almost panicked.
Your eyes search for San only to see him already looking at you. “San came with me to get this one. Is it pretty?” Minho nods and notices Felix squirming in his hold. “Sorry am i keeping you? Did you find Chris?” He shakes his head quickly, voice coming out so deep it startles you. “I havent. It was nice meeting you, hope to see you again soon Y/n.” You frown a bit but wave.
Your hand subconsciously curls around Wooyoungs arm while your other grips his wrist as you shuffle yourself behind him a bit, peeking around from the back of his neck, eyes locked on the figure by Minhyuks door, leaning next to it, arms crossed and eyes locked on the ground. “Who is that? Why are you acting like this?” Wooyoung spoke, drawing the attention of the male, brown eyes locking on you, lips twitching up.
“Y/n~” He cooed and you gripped Wooyoung’s sleeve tighter, biting your lip. “Thats Im Changkyun, my ex, who i was talking to on the phone.” Wooyoung hummed and walked towards the door, ignoring the male. “Key?” You jerked your head up. “On top of the door frame.” He nodded and reached up, grabbing the key and opening the door and quickly pushing you through the door. “Go get what you need.” Wooyoung reassured you before turning to face Changkyun as you ran off into Minhyuk’s room.
“Why did you suddenly call Y/n?” Changkyun stayed quiet as he walked inside, closing the door behind him. Wooyoung snorted before he walked closer as the other scanned him. “Who are you? I’ve never seen you before.” Changkyun looked up, locking eyes with him.
“Im Y/n’s friend, i just moved here.” Wooyoung lied, bright green eyes locked on him. Changkyun felt like he was being opened like a book, pages flipped through and studied, pulled apart at the seems.
Wooyoungs eyes made him the slightest bit nervous but his lips quirked up.
Changkyun had heard the saying ‘your eyes are the window to the soul’ but he never believed it. Until now. Wooyoung looked like he was reading him from the inside out, finding out all of his secrets, all of his past and maybe even his future.
“I was with her this morning when you called. You stressed her out beyond belief.” Wooyoung crossed his arms, watching him as he waited for you to bring out the costumes.
You rummaged through Minhyuk’s closet before finding the costumes and giggling as you found a picture of the two of you dressed up. Even if you didnt like the pairing, the last person you were dressed up as was Harley Quinn with Minhyuk has your Joker. You have to admit, you both looked incredible, maybe you had a crush on Minhyuk then, he was incredible, your childhood friend, your first kiss, your everything.
Sitting on his bed you looked at his table, seeing photos of the two of you along with his other friends and your small friend group together. The last pic you saw was a pic of his group of friends with you. They were all very attractive and you had loved hanging out with you. That was before you had dated Changkyun, and before your crush on Kihyun. But what caught your attention was the part of the picture that was scribbled over, it was Changkyun’s face. You remember hearing that there was a fight in the school yard near the water fountain.
Flashback:
“Did you guys see? Theres a fight by the college water fountain.” You furrowed your eyebrows. “It looked like Minhyuk and Changkyun.” You shot up from your seat, startling a few of the others in the class and grabbed your phone before running out of the classroom and towards the water fountain. One look at the pink hair you knew it was Minhyuk. After all you had helped dye his hair.
You couldnt hold back the gasp as you saw the bloody Changkyun, who was still your boyfriend at the time, and a slightly bruised Minhyuk. You pushed your way through to the front and bit your lip. “Minhyuk!” He backed up and stood infront of you, back facing you, dark eyes locked on the other. “Changkyun! I thought you promised you wouldnt betray her!” You frowned before peeking around his shoulder, seeing a girl run towards Changkyun and your heart shot up to your throat.
That was the college’s campus beauty.
You clenched your fist before tugging on Minhyuks sleeve. “Min lets go.” You whispered before pulling him back and towards your place. “Before you get in trouble.” You whispered, hand sliding down from his wrist which you had grabbed, down to his hand to pull him along. The short walk was quiet, Minhyuk gripping your hand tightly as you got to your door and unlocked the door, pushing it open.
You walked into the bathroom to grab the first aid kit, turning to get a better look at your best friend. “Min…” You whispered before moving so he could sit on the toilet and you sighed, sitting on the edge of the toilet. “Can you...explain?” You whispered as you got a qtip to start cleaning the open wounds and bandage them up.
Minhyuk watched you carefully. “Are you sure you’d like to know?” You hesitated before nodding. “I saw...I saw Irene running to him...but didn't want to see anymore.” He hummed, wincing as you dabbed on a sore spot. “Sorry.” You mumbled before sitting back so you could look him in the eye.
“Changkyun was cheating on you.”
That's what you were afraid of hearing. The obvious. The one part you didn't want to hear, Changkyun, your wonderful boyfriend, cheated.
“He was actually using you.”
That, you weren't expecting. You froze, looking down and biting your lip. Minhyuk’s fingertip tilted your head back. “I’m sorry…” He whispered and you bit your lip. “Changkyun…” You sniffed, a watery smile coming to your lips, a shaky laugh leaving them. “I guess you really did beat his ass like you said you would.” You watched a soft smile come to his mouth. “I’d do anything for you Y/n.” Your ears turned red, looking away. “Why are you...like this.” Minhyuk chuckled and kissed the top of your head before kneeling down to face you fully. “Ice cream?” You nodded, smiling faintly before you wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your face in his neck, sniffling before tears soaked his jacket and neck.
He wrapped his arms around your waist before standing up and carrying you to the kitchen, helping you wrap your legs around his waist. He sighed, humming quietly as you cried. “I should have urged you not to date him…” And you shook your head. “It’s ok Min…” You whispered, tears slowly coming to an end as he grabbed the tub of ice cream and two spoons before heading towards the couch and turning on the tv.
Grabbing a blanket Minhyuk covered the both of you, letting you maneuver yourself into a better position once he sat down. Still pressed against his side, with your legs over his lap, you could still watch the movie, be in your best friend's comforting arms, and have a tub of ice cream. You giggled faintly, opening the ice cream as Minhyuk found a movie for you both to watch. “I’ll have Kihyun bring your things after class.” You nodded, almost forgetting that you had left everything but your phone in the classroom.
You listened as Minhyuk told you how Changkyun had used you.
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You suppose that's when He scratched Changkyun's face out. Your favorite picture though, was the one right next to his bed, the two of you with big grins at the beach. You shook your head rapidly, letting the grin form as you walked towards the front room, hearing the cocky voice of Wooyoung and the surprisingly mumbling voice of Changkyun.
Turning the corner you blinked a few times before walking over to stand beside Wooyoung. “Do i need to call San?” He shook his head and smirked. “We were just about done. I believe he's learned his lesson.” You hummed before pulling Wooyoung out the door after slapping the key in Changkyun’s hand. “Lock the door when you leave.”
Once out the door you let go of a breath you didn't know you were holding, lips trembling as you slumped against Wooyoung, gripping the costumes tightly. “It's been so long since i last saw him...3 years. Why is he bothering me again? Didn't he have Irene?” You take a deep breath and walk, pulling Wooyoung along as you grip his wrist.
“Is that who you were with on the phone earlier this morning?” Wooyoung walked faster to be by your side, green eyes watching you carefully. You nodded faintly, a twitch. “It’s a long story…” You took a breath, closing your eyes before smiling and standing up straight. “We didn't have a good ending, you could say…” He hummed and nodded, lips tilted down, what looked like confusion, or...concern? You chuckled before leading him the way back to your place. “I'll tell you a short version. Minhyuk beat his ass because he cheated on me with the campus beauty. That was my first year, our first year, of college.”
You looked at the costumes before grinning and handing one to Wooyoung. “This is yours, here you go, Mr. Mad hatter.” You grinned teasingly towards him. You kept an eye on San’s costume, grinning. Humming quietly you glanced over at Wooyoung who was awfully quiet. “Whats up?” Green eyes slid towards you from looking at his costume. “Are you going to tell San?” He rose a brow, eyes slitted. You looked down.
“He looked pretty angry this morning at the call…” You bit your lip as you looked up at him. “Sannie will be able to smell him on you.” You frowned. “So really, what you're telling me is that I have no choice but to tell him?” You stopped walking and turned towards him. “Why did you call San?” You cocked your head. “It seemed like you had it handled decently.” You smiled a bit as you continued walking, looking up at your building as you got closer. “Sannie is going to ask you anyway.” You nodded. “Why did you give me an option then?” He shrugged, grinning at you teasingly. “I like seeing you suffer internally.” You huffed before walking towards your door and pushing it open, being greeted by San who sat on the couch but within seconds was in front of you.
“Hello sunshine, why do you smell like someone else?” Wooyoung laughed as San looked around you, scanning you. “Well i did go into Minhyuk’s place, and this is his sweatshirt.” You shrugged and he narrowed his eyes before looking up at Wooyoung for answers. “We ran into her ex.” Wooyoung grinned quietly before leaning closer and resting his arm on your shoulder. “Ah, I see.” He hummed before knocking off Wooyoung's arm and tugging you closer. “I want you to smell like me, always.” He purred and Wooyoung took the clothes from you as he walked past, shutting the door behind him as San walked you backwards into the door, lips pulling into a grin, burying his face into your neck.
“There is a way I can make you smell like me, forever.” He whispered, running his nose along the line of your neck to your ear. “What's that?” You whispered back, but it felt like you were underwater, in a haze. But an enjoyable one. San placed a hand on your hip, digging a sharp nail into the skin by your hip. “Mark you as forever mine.” He murmured, pinning your hips against the wall and you could feel blood prick at the spot his nail pierced. “Place a little fox right here.” He pressed the palm of his hand, smearing the blood onto his palm., the skin under his hand burning slowly. A pained whimper left your lips. “You won't be able to take the pain standing up.” He murmured and your head cleared partly as he picked you up, smirking as he passed Wooyoung who had fell onto the couch, lips quirking up back at him as he turned his attention to the abandoned TV and the show San had been watched before you both had come back.
San had tossed you over his shoulder, your head clearing more as he carried you towards your bedroom. Putting you on your head you looked up at him, tilting your head. “Shirt, off. Pants, down.” Your cheeks heated up at the words. “Excuse me?” Your head was fogging back up as San got closer, cinnamon and something more enticing making you compliant in his presence. “Shirt, off.” You tugged off your (Minhyuk’s) sweatshirt and your own shirt as you watched him carefully, the best you could through the haze. Tugging your pants down till he told you to stop. “Thats low enough.” He pushed you back on the bed more.
“Can you take the pain?” He murmured and you nodded, coherent enough to give consent. He shuffled down the bed and straddled your thighs, gripping your hips and leaning down to lick the blood off, sighing in pleasure at the taste. “So sweet.” He murmured against your stomach, smirking at the way your stomach quivered at his breath fanning over the skin, goosebumps rising over your skin, hairs standing up and making you shiver, a breathless chuckle leaving his lips as he pressed his lips against the line by your hip and sitting up.
He looked up at you. His hand pressed against the spot and his free hand covered your mouth. He wanted it to hurt, see you scream in pain and you squirm, see tears prick at your eyes and tears slide down your cheeks. He wanted it to hurt, he wanted you to cry and squirm in his hands. San smirked, dimple making a mark on his cheek.
It started out just warm and your eyes furrowed when he put his hand over your mouth, your only answer was a smirk as the heat went up, slowly burning and you started squirming, eyes tearing up as the heat got hotter. His smirk got wider. He didnt numb it for this reason, to see you suffer and cry in pain, something he lived off of as he was demon, and he could tell by the scent outside the door that Wooyoung was living off it as well.
He let his eyes flutter shut, enjoying the muffled scream that left your mouth but was blocked by his hand. “Poor thing does it hurt.” You nodded and he laughed before opening his eyes, pushing harder on the spot that was burning. More screams left your lips and he groaned, sitting back on your thighs and removing his hand, watching your back arch as you screamed.
“You sound so pretty Y/n.” He whined faintly,before his hand curled into a fist at your hip, nails digging into the sensitive skin, more screams leaving your lips. “It hurts!” He laughed. “Thats the point. Did you forget who i was? What i am?” Your eyes shot open, when had you closed them? He was the demon, the strongest demon, the one who had the prettiest red cursive over your chest, you were his and he was making sure everyone knew, if your screams were anything to go by.
He removed his hand and looked at you, hovering over you to be eye to eye. “Who am i Y/n?” He leaned down closer, nose touching yours as he admired the tears in your eyes. “Whats my name?” He grinned, sharp nails softly sliding against your cheek and down your neck to your collarbone and down the valley of your chest and a straight line all the way down, stopped right below your navel as he waited for your answer.
“Tell me Y/n.” He spoke, fingers coming back up and dig into your jaw and cheek and he gripped your chin in his hand, pleasure and amusement. “Tell me who i am.” You choked on a sob, the intense burning continuing.
“San!”
“Incorrect.”
“Sin! Your lust! A demon.”
“Partially correct.” His grip loosened.
“Satan! You own me!”
He released his hold on you, licking up the blood as he let his lips follow the line his fingers followed moments before. “Good girl.” He murmured, sitting back up and looking down at the red fox forming. “Look at that. Your body is already reacting to me and I just finished the full contract.”
He shuffled down and his lips pulled up into a cruel smile as your whined, head still fuzzy. “Don't go.” He licked his lips and shuffled back up, lips pressing against the skin before your ear and nibbling a little bit, your head unconsciously tilting for him, exposing more skin. His breathing deepened, heavy breaths fanning against your neck as he got caught up in the scent you gave him so willingly. His eyes dilated, the red becoming brighter as he closed his eyes, trying to control himself from losing his grip on reality. “I want to destroy you, making you come undone by my hands and mouth. I want to utterly break you.” He hissed,hands finding your wrists and pinning them up by your head. “I want you crying for me, crying my name. I want you in tears and neediness in your touch as you break. I want you to grip me like I'm your lifeline. Because I am, I'm your life now, I could kill you in so many ways and bring you back just to do it again.” His sense of reality disappeared and he growled deeply.
“Ecce ego ad te diligunt* me.” He whispered into your neck, his grip tightening. “I want you to be obsessed over me, live off my attention and touch.” His eyes snapped open as he registered the door opening and Wooyoung gently pushing him off of you. “San dont lose control of yourself.” His friend soothed before he glanced at you, he could imagine your hazy mind spinning and his hand brushed your eyes shut. “Sleep.”
He turned his attention to San, still trying to collect himself and Wooyoung climbed over the bed and pushed his wrist against San’s mouth. His scent shocked San back to himself, his eyes closing and he inhaled Wooyoung's scent. He had always told Wooyoung he was someone who could calm him down in a second. His hand lifted to hold his wrists to his mouth and nose, inhaling deeply. “You back?” Wooyoung whispered and San nodded, eyes traveling to you, who had fallen asleep at Wooyoung's command. “You did a number on her.” Wooyoung whispered and his eyes fell to the fox. “Worse than others San.” He sighed and nodded. “Let her sleep a little bit then we can get ready.” San nods before getting up with Wooyoung before turning around and covering you up with a blanket and walking out the door, closing it before him.
“Can you control yourself around her still?” San stayed quiet before falling back onto the couch and rubbing his face. “Most likely.” He smiled lightly. “I need a better answer Sannie. Or i have to do something you dont like.” Sans eyes snapped towards Wooyoung and he narrowed his eyes. “You wouldnt.” Wooyoung held his hands up. “She's a special case San. You can't break her too much.” He soothed and San relaxed, closing his eyes. Wooyoung glanced at the clock. “What time did she say the party was at?”
“7pm.” San mumbled and Wooyoung nodded, grabbing his costume. “Its about 3pm so we should get ready, let her sleep...do you think she will be mad if we let her sleep too long? Girls always make a fuss about not having enough time to do their makeup and stuff…” Wooyoung hesitated.
“We can wake her at 5.” San mumbled before grabbing his costume as well before walking towards the bathroom slowly, still collecting himself. Closing the door he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, sliding his fingers through his hair. He know you were intoxicating, but enough to make him almost lose full control of himself?” Red eyes fluttered open before he looked down at the costume and sighed before it pulled into a smirk. The fox will show with your costume. San changed and grinned softly, twirling the headband as he opened the door, lips quirking.
Walking out San stretched before checking on you, pushing the door open he walked in, leaving it open. He moved the covers enough to check on the mark. Walking out he walked towards the kitchen to grab an ice pack. Covering it he walked back towards your room and placed his hand against the symbol carefully, cooling it down before placing the ice pak on in and covering you back up before searching your room for the costume and laying it on the bed.
Leaving the room again, San closed the door and walked back to the kitchen. “Wooyoung we should make her dinner.” He called out to the living room. “She will probably eat there.” Wooyoung called back and San puffed his cheeks before staring out the window.
Waking up with the feeling of something on your chest wasn’t the best, struggling to breath and arms pushing at nothing to get the pressure off. You yelped and shot up once the pressure was gone only to feel a burn, a strangled scream at the painful burning sensation on the left side of your chest.
It felt like someone was digging a burning knife into your skin and writing. You tugged off your shirt, whimpering in pain and stilling as you took in the sight of letters appearing on your skin, eyes wide. Red lettering but with dried blood on it.
S I N
Sin? What was that supposed to mean? Did you sin? Was it about the dream last night? Was it really a dream? His scent still lingered in the air, there’s no way a demon would come to someone like you right? You didn’t partake in any rituals, hadn’t tried to summon a demon-
“I don’t like liars princess.” You jolted, eyes snapping towards the intruder in fear. You started recalling the night quickly, hoping this was a nightmare.
You had drunk a little too much and barely remembered looking up summoning demons with your friends in fits of giggles, your friend suggesting everyone go home and follow the rules then call each other the next morning. You bit your lip, remembering your, totally incoherent self, setting up everything according to the site you had all managed to pull up on your phone before leaving. Who had even thought about summoning demons? Aren’t demons to stay out of this world? Narrowing your eyes it seemed it was the same stranger who had been in your bed above you that night.
You shook your head rapidly.
“Stranger? That’s pretty rude, i introduced myself last night, and my dick in fact. We became well acquainted.” Your jaw dropped, his finger quickly coming up to close it. “Careful something might find its way into your mouth love.” The way he said it told you he wasn’t thinking about a fly. Your cheeks flushed. “Plus you allowed me in with your little attempted summoning circle, you forgot to close it when you went to bed so i had to do it myself.” He sighed. “It was a hassle, having to carry you to your bed and then having to close the circle.”
Wait…
“Wait i said none of that aloud.” The corner of his lips tugged up into a smirk, eyes glittering as he held up his finger and your eyes fell onto it, seeing fresh blood and you frowned, eyes falling on the letters on your chest. “You used your nail?!” Yes it was sharp…but anything digging into your chest hard enough to leave would hurt. But the devilish glint in his eyes confirmed your thoughts. “I’m only claiming you so my brothers don’t try to take something so pure from me.”
You stayed quiet and he sighed, the annoyance obvious. “Fine lets do this again. I’m San, my brothers and i are the seven deadly sins. You’re so lucky you got me, my sin is lust, isn’t that great?” He popped the finger with the fresh blood into his mouth, eyes glowing. “My sin color is red.” You unconsciously winced. “Aw does it hurt? It’ll stop soon enough i promise.” He tapped your nose. Before sanding up straight and grinning, this grin wasn’t a happy grin, it was evil, devilish and pure unadulterated S I N.
He bowed teasingly, eyes never leaving yours.
“In easier words. I’m San, my sin is lust and my color is red.”
He grinned and your cheeks flushed. Oh hes pure sin alright. His dimples gave him the innocent image but everything else about him screamed his sin. The red streaks in his pitch black hair, the black choker adorning his neck, almost begging you to slip your finger thru it to tug him forward.
You coughed faintly. Before scanning him fully. He fully matched his sin, when you met his eyes his grin was teasing as he walked closer. “But i have another name.” You tilted your head, eyes furrowed. “One you might now be better as.” San’s words only adding more confusion.
“Whats your name.” You almost cursed at the way your voice shook.
“Satan.”
You paled, the blood draining from your face. “There is no way i summoned Satan please tell me this is a dream.” He frowned. “Love, you didn’t summon me. You tried to summon a demon, but you…” He closed his eyes and he inhaled deeply. “..smelled so pure and innocent. You smelled so good.” He opened his eyes, his pupils dilated. “I wanted to corrupt you, and you had no objections last night.” San sat back on the bed. “But you still smell so innocent and pure, so angelic i want to ruin you completely, strip you of the innocence and purity you have, make you fall so deep into darkness that it consumes you. Oh how good you would look all corrupted and tainted, you’d smell so good. Even better then you do now.”
You bit your lip and looked down. “Envy is angry that i got you.” He murmured as he stroked your cheek, making you look at him. “You smelled so good to all of us, its a mystery that i got to you first.” He leaned closer, his nose sliding against your neck softly, your breath hitching. You could feel the smirk as he pressed his lips against your jaw. “Is your neck sensitive?” You nodded faintly and he grinned. “Good.”
“Your mine now.” He pulled away and tapped on he letters. “This says so.” He cooed before standing up. “All you have to do now is say my name whenever you want me.” You bit your lip. “Remember i don’t like sharing. I am not as bad as envy but I DON’T like sharing.”
You nodded, the end of his sentence leaving no room for anything else, but you still opened your mouth. “…can i still go out to see my friends?” He was quiet before nodding. “Yes, but know, i will always be watching.” You frowned. Thats kind of creepy. He crouched, pointing at the SIN on your chest. “This is more then just a claim love, this tells me a lot, where you are, if you’re in trouble and cant say my name.” You nodded, wondering how you were so obedient to him. You knew there were so many answers to that question.
“Say my name love. Its almost time for your class.”
His voice echoed in your head, repetitions of ‘Say my name’ locked in your head.
“San.” He grinned, sliding his fingers through your hair once his name left your lips. “Lovely.”
You shoot up from your spot once he disappears, fear swimming in your eyes as you look around. “What the fuck?” Is the first words out of your mouth. You rub your eyes, looking down at your chest out of reflex. Its still there, in bright red lettering, your very own S I N in red cursive lettering. You get up, dragging your feet towards the closet door, hoping not to meet his so called brothers. “What just happened…” You get changed for the day, still looking around, just incase San was still around.
You grabbed your bag and bolted out the door and towards your first class, avoiding people at every cost, sitting down next to your friend with a worried glance from her. “Jinnie do you remember anything last night?” At the shake of her head she frowns. “Did you have any dreams?” She shakes her head again, worry forming. “Y/n are you ok?” You nod, a hand over the lettering, feeling somewhat protective of the word.
You barely focus in class, spacing out, almost paranoid as you scan out the window, thinking you see San in dark spots of the field, thinking hes in your peripheral vision only to not be there when you glance. You take a deep breath only to jump when the bell rings signalling the end of class and the break between classes, where there are 5 minutes to get to your other class and the temptation to skip is overwhelming.
You bit your lip before heading towards the cafeteria, deciding to skip second period. Walking in the first thing you notice is someones already in there…and eating? You blink and take in the person. Your college is big so you dont know everyone but you believe youve never seen this kid before. Bright pink hair and icy blue eyes once he looks up and the writing burns when he looks at you. But he perks up, eyes bright and excited as if hes seen something new.
“You can see me?!” He sounds ecstatic, and the warning bells go off in your head, San’s name is on the tip of your tongue but before you can say it he holds his hands up. “Dont call Sannie!” Thats why. You bite your lip, hand holding the shirt over the writing. “How do you know S-”
“Dont say his name!”
You frown but nod carefully. San’s name seems like a threat to him so you store it safely in your head. “Im Yeosang, my sin is Gluttony. And my color is orange…” He glances at the orange starbursts then towards the tangerines he was eating. “Uh yeah..” You dont know what it is but you take a few steps closer to him and he smiles softly, something about him makes you calm and you sit in front of him. “How much has Sannie told you?” You think back to this morning. “Only about this.” You pull down your shirt so he can read the lettering. “Wow he used his nail, and he claimed you…” He mumbled before he nodded. “What he told you most probably correct.” He pops another starbursts into his hand and offers you one which you take and glance at him when he speaks again.
“But has he told you about anything else? Thats the most important thing but…basically, youre pretty useless…whatever you do here, San’s claimed you. Meaning you have basically ‘immunity’ and you can see us, ‘supernatural’ beings.” You nod, chewing on the candy slowly. “Am i the second one you met?” You nod and he breathes a sigh of relief as he pouts. “You do smell good and its a shame Sannie got to you first, but he will treat you well!”
You swallow it and bite your lip. “Do i smell the same to you?” He shook his head before nodding. “Yes and no, you smell pure but to me you smell like citrus? Delicate…” You nod slowly and he bites back a giggle. “Makes no sense huh?” You nod and he cant hide the giggles and it makes your lips twitch up in response and it only turns his giggles into full laughter, your own giggles mixing in and he stands up.
“I was looking for you, and its nice to meet you, im positive we will meet again! I hope you can handle the next sin you meet! And Remember Sannie is always one breath away.” You nod and watch as he cleans up when the bell rings and disappearing from in front of you with only words left. “Sannie is possessive, so be careful when you meet the other sins.” With that hes gone and the first few kids trickle in for lunch.
You space out for the rest of the school day.
And the burning stops
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You practically breath out San’s name once you close and lock the door. “San?” He materializes on your couch, relaxed like he had been waiting for you to call his name. “You smell like Sanggie.” You blink before you drop your back and slip off your shoes. “So im the only one that can you guys can see?” San pauses before nodding. “Unless we want to be seen.” You nod, feet moving towards San on their own and you sit by his feet and he grins, canine’s sharp.
“Yeosang also said that i have ‘immunity’? Whats that mean?” The smile drops and he groans. “I hate explaining things. Why didnt Sanggie do it?” You huff. “Hes so much nicer then you, plus we had…a time limit you could say.” He nods, humming quietly. “Alright. Yes, im somewhat your ‘guardian angel’ just more aggressive. You’re personal guardian sin, your little demon.” He grins at you.
You rub your head and sigh, already comfortable, yet a little on edge, with San. “You dont show up whenever i say your name right?” He shook his head. “I chose. Why?” He furrowed his brows and stopped spinning- Is that a pair of your underwear?! You snatch the garmet from his finger and throw it in the laundry. “Dont touch that!” He feins a pout.
“Yeosang said not to say your name because it calls you to me…” San chuckles. “It does, but i can see what you see, but he wouldnt know, Sanggie has never claimed anyone before.” You nod and San hums.
“Whats to eat?” You throw a glare but turn into the kitchen. “Can you even eat human food?” San hums again, deep in his throat. “I can, i dont like it most of the time, i usually feed off people who have sex, i feed off my sin. But now that i have you, love, i might have to eat real food for a little bit.” Your cheeks flush and you pout at him. “What does that mean!?” San laughs at your flustered state before wrapping his arms around your waist, startling you by how fast he appeared behind you.
“It means darling, that when you have sex ill feed off that, when you get, squirmy and wet, i feed off that.” He presses his lips against your throat and stays there. “If you have sex with me, im fed for a two weeks.” He murmurs before he smirks at the shiver that runs down your spine. “Did Yeosang tell you anything else?” You hesitate but nod, another shiver appearing when San runs the tip of his nose up your neck, hot breath fanning across your skin.
“H-He said youre possessive so i have to be careful around the others when i meet them…” San sops before he grins, tightening his hold. “I am possessive, i want you to smell like me all the time.” He whispers. “So if you come along any other demons they wont try and touch you.” He murmurs, sharp nails pressing into your skin.
He pulls away as you crouch to grab pans to make dinner as your stomach growls softly and San giggles, making you giggle quietly before you start cooking. “Chicken is for dinner.” He hums. “Sanggie would love to be here.” He hums quietly and you nod. “Yeosang likes chicken?” He nods before thinking. “Try real hard and you might be able to summon him…” You nod. “Maybe when im done…i dont need two demons breathing down my neck…”
He laughs but theres something deep and hidden in it, and its almost scary. “Once you meet everyone, we can do something special…”
You bite your lip.
Your mind goes back to his words. ‘If you have sex with me, im fed for two weeks.’
The doorbell rings and you can feel San tense, a growl leaving his lips, he can smell the anger from the other side of the door.
“San open the fucking door i can smell you, i want to see her too, Sanggie already saw her and thats not fair.”
Wooyoung glanced at San before back towards you, his lips pulling into a grin as he walked closer, humming. You closed your eyes as the scent of evergreen trees hit you, relaxing just barely as the boy grinned wider. "Won't you open your eyes for me?" You opened your eyes and you took in the sight of Wooyoung as you put another gummy in your mouth.
Bright green eyes, almost intimidating and black hair. The necklace around his neck had the symbol of a snake and you glanced towards San's neck. His own necklace with the symbol of a fox. You tried to think back on Yeosang, trying to remember if Yeosang had his own necklace. You couldn't think...or remember much about Seonghwa other than him being otherworldly, gold eyes and a soft caramel scent.
The other flustered you too much to get a good look at him. You rubbed your eyes and sighed quietly, not noticing San coming up behind you and snaking his arms around your waist, lips automatically dusting against your neck, hands pressed flat against your tummy, almost pulling you back into him, flush against his chest.
Yelping you trying to pull yourself away from San only for your attempts to be rendered useless. You sighed, angrily shoving a gummy in your mouth as San nuzzled closer. "Why are you so clingy? If I get out and you're attached to me, people are going to think we are dating." San hummed quietly, lips brushing your ear as he spoke.
"Let them." You shuddered and San snickered.
"The sentence still stands love. Let me fuck you and I'll be sated for two weeks. Depending on how good you are it could be more." Did he just- "even longer if you're a virgin." He purred, sliding his hands under your shirt and digging his nails into your hips.
He giggled and pushed himself closer but Wooyoung whining made him chuckle and stand up straight, only to shove you towards Wooyoung, who grinned and caught you. "Sannie is a tease isn't he?"
Your jaw had dropped the longer San had whispered into your ear. "What-" You rubbed your face, groaning. "You're a rollercoaster." San smirked. "Y'know what is better than an emotional rollercoaster?" He laughed, shrugging.
You rubbed your forehead, the pair already giving you a headache. "Don't say it." San was full of obvious innuendos and he knew it.
You sighed, looking up at Wooyoung who had laid his hands on your shoulders. He was warm, soft and definitely adorable. He grinned down at you and scanned you, humming.
"Hey Woo, do you smell Felix on her?" Wooyoung frowned at the name, leaning closer and sniffing. "Kinda yeah...why?" San stared at him. "You can't be serious? Why do we have her if Felix was her guardian angel?" He rose a brow and Wooyoungs mouth opened. "Oooooooh you're right!"
He nodded silently and turned you around to face San, hands still on your shoulders. "C'mon princess." Red eyes almost beckoning you closer, hands reaching out towards you. You blinked, walking towards San, hands reaching for him like a string was attached. Once close enough San wrapped you up in his arms, almost immediately your headache dissipated. You blinked a few times. "hello sweetheart, I know Wooyoung is hard to take in." You stated at him, lips pressing into a line. "It's both of you together. It's like Yeosang is the only sane one." He chuckled and a soft warmth appeared on your forehead, disappearing just as San leaned away.
Did he just kiss my forehead? He grinned. "I did." Your head had stopped hurting entirely. The soft smile he aimed at you had you melting into his arms, your own coming up to wrap around him, eyes hazy.
"Princess. Can you give me what I need?" Your mind cleared and you blinked a few times. The thought of San kissing you didn't sound too bad…
You hesitated before glancing behind you at Wooyoung, who didn't look bothered before nodding faintly. Soft lips connected with yours and electricity shot down your spine and towards your fingertips and toes. You melt into his touch as he tugs you closer, hand splayed across your lower back as he leans closer into you, biting on your lip before trailing kisses down your neck and you tilted your head back, giving him room as he went towards your collarbone, biting down hard enough to leave indents of his fangs.
You helped and jerked, San's grip keeping you from moving. "San!" He purred, grinning softly. "That's music to my ears princess, hearing you call my name like that." He whispered and he pulled his head back. "I can't wait to mark you up angel."
You covered your face and squirmed, getting away from San and taking a deep breath. San made you light headed, hazy, weak and a little too relaxed. You easily get swept away. He wasn't a rollercoaster, he was like the ocean, calm and almost rocking you to sleep, other times it's full of waves but still calm. Rarely, so far, it's stormy, angry waves and faint thunder. Smelling of a thunderstorm.
San smiled teasingly at you and closed his eyes for a moment and inhaled. "You still smell so good." He purred and Wooyoung nodded. "He's right...you smell so delicate and innocent." He murmured, falling onto the couch.
Staring for a moment you pulled out your phone and texted Min, asking him to write notes for you as you weren't feeling good. San chuckled, breath hitting the back of your neck and you jumped, turning and glaring. When did he get behind you? "Don't do that." He took a step back, hands up in a teasing surrender. "Sorry princess." His lips twitched, the corner pulling into a smirk.
"How about you get to know Woo? You'll see him a lot." You furrowed your eyebrows before turning to look at the grinning boy- or was that a lopsided grin, half a smirk? You turned to look back at San who ushered you to the younger, pushing you to sit next to him. "Wooyoung will protect you if I'm not...available per say." San hummed and said boy nodded. "It'd be rare, but he's there, you won't know unless you smell him around, he's good at hiding." Wooyoung smiled and lit up at the praise. How cute, like a puppy.
"Thank you Sannie!" Your lips twitched, almost forgetting they were sins, demons, deadly beings with how childish and...human they were. Wooyoung turned towards you and grinned. "So I'm like your bodyguard when Sannie isn't around. You can summon me easier than Sangie, but not as easy as San." He leaned closer. You had to admit, he was utterly adorable. Enough that your hands twitched with the urge to squish his cheeks.
Your phone went off with a text message and you grabbed it quickly, a message from Min reminded you that you had a party you were going to that night. You looked up at the boys who were bickering with each other. You pursed your lips, wondering if you could manage to sneak out later, your outfit was in your closet and ready to go as soon as seven hit. You bit your lip and glanced at the time on your phone.
10:39
That gave you roughly 9 and a half hours toget yourself together, meaning get away from these sins and into the party at Min’s frat house. You squirmed before tilting your head to the side. A text from an unknown number had you squinting. You recognized that number. You jolted when your phone buzzed in your hand and you quickly answered and disappeared outside. “Hello?” You spoke before freezing at the voice on the other line.
“Y/n?”
“How did you get my number? I told you to delete it.” The voice sighed before the rustle of clothes told you he moved.
“You told me to, but doing it was up to me. The same goes to you, why didnt you block me?”
You clenched your jaw and gripped your phone, tightly but kept quiet.
“Come to the party tonight Y/n. I’ll see you there, dont forget to wear your costume.” The voice chuckled, voice rumbling across the phone to you.
You wanted to throw your phone across the room. But, remembering that you had sins, hot ones at that, made you feel the slightest bit better
You stood, fuming as you faced the balcony, clenching your free hand as you huffed angrily.
“Dont contact me again. Stay away from me if i do come.” You hissed quietly into the phone, pulling the phone away from your ear as he laughed, itching to reach through the phone to punch him in his pretty face.
“C’mon princess.”
“Dont call me that Changkyun.” You honestly didnt know how Min was friends with him before he found out what he had done to you, you didnt understand how anyone was friends with this douchebag.
Kihyun, Minhyuk’s best friend, was utterly adorable, and maybe you had the slightest crush on him- Thats right! Maybe you could convince Minhyuk to give you his number and you could ask Kihyun to play as your boyfriend so he would leave you alone.
You hung up and smacked your phone on the table next to you, glaring outside. The smell of evergreen trees surrounding you as well as the addictive scent of San’s cinnamon spice close behind.
“Are you ok?” Wooyoung appeared in your vision, eyes soft as he took in the anger in your eyes. You rubbed your eyes and sighed. “Who was that on the phone?” You heard San murmur as he picked up your phone, eyeing it.
“My ex boyfriend.” He hummed, eyes turning to Wooyoung and smiling, lips pulling into a grin as he looked over your shoulder. “Why was he calling Y/n?” You sighed and turned to look at San. “There’s a party tonight that im going to with some friends tonight, its a party that you can dress up as anyone you’d like. Im going as Harley Quinn from the DC series.” San hummed, red eyes scanning your face and tilting his head. “Can we come with? What time is it?” You tilted your head and turned to lock eyes with San.
“Im going with Minhyuk, its at 7pm...and no you cant go, i might need you though, just incase my ex tries something...” Both nodded and smiled. “What should we go as?” Wooyoung chirped, leaning against the table and humming. “How about someone from this ‘DC series’?” You scratched your cheek and shrugged. “Go look for it yourself.” You grunted before heading towards the couch and falling onto it, snuggling into the pillow and sighing, closing your eyes. “You woke me up and now im still sleepy.” You grumbled when you felt San’s presence close to you. He laughed and sat by your feet, pulling the blanket out from under you and humming. “I guess you could go back to sleep for a little bit, ill cook you lunch then wake you up when its done later.”
You rubbed your eyes and turned on your side, facing the couch as San covered you with the blanket, Wooyoung took a seat on the floor, humming as he turned on the TV. “Sleep well, Y/n.” You mumbled nonsense before falling asleep quickly, San’s hand stroking your calf slowly, helping you fall asleep.
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You stirred as the couch pressure moved, a quiet ‘Shhh’ lulling you back into sleep, the whispers or the two sins fading.
San sighed and covered you with the blanket before he turned around with Wooyoung following as he walked into the kitchen, looking around as he thought about what to cook for you. He scrunched his nose. “Should we call Seonghwa?” Wooyoung rose a brow and chuckled. “You’d willingly ask Seonghwa to come in here and help you do what? Cook?” San rolled his eyes before he went to the fridge to cook some lunch for a human.
San had to think hard, he had seen something about the DC universe that you had mentioned, he did have to say that Harley Quinn was indeed his favorite character. Although he did not like the relationship between her and Joker. Poison Ivy and her were a pretty cute couple. But was there a character that would go well with Harley? There was only one character that was coming to mind and that Batman. San scrunched his nose. There were plenty of girls around Harley that would work.He glanced at Wooyoung who was looking into the fridge for a drink for you. “Wooyoung, have you seen any movies from the DC universe shes talking about?” He stopped, remembering that The Riddler was a character. Thinking harder for a character for Wooyoung.
San shrugged and looked at Wooyoung. “We can dress you up as Robin.” At Wooyoungs whine San laughed quietly as he dug out some food and started cooking.
Moments later you trudged into the kitchen. “What are you making?” You mumbled, voice thick with sleep. “Brunch. Pancakes or waffles?” You hummed at San’s voice, rubbing your eyes as you moved closer to him, watching him cook with half lidded eyes, forgetting Wooyoung was there as you leaned against San tiredly. “Smells good…” You mumbled before jumping when Wooyoung grabbed your sides. “What the fuck?” You whirled around and half glared. “Hi angel~” You huffed before a glass was shoved in your hand by the male in front of you and you looked down, sighing softly. “Why are you guys spoiling me?” They shrugged and you sat down at the table, watching the two interact as they moved through the kitchen, a faint smile pulling at the corner of your mouth unconsciously.
Humming you rested your head on your hand that was against the table, eyes half lidded, still tired. A plate was placed in front of you, right as your eyes closed, the smell of waffles invading your nose and you sat back, opening your eyes to see both of the sins on the other side of the table, watching you. “We decieded who we are going to as this party.” You rose a brow, cutting the waffle up as you hummed. “You know you dont have to dress up from someone in the DC universe or at all.” San’s lips curled, smirking. “Alright then. We can be someone from Alice in Wonderland.” You blinked before placing the utensils down and looking up at them. “Mad hatter and the Cheshire Cat?” You hummed at their question. “Sure…” You grinned faintly at the image that popped up into your head.
San cocked his head and chuckled softly. “Minhyuk might be able to let you wear his outfits, we did them last year. Whos who?” San glanced at Wooyoung at your question before smiling. “I’ll be the cheshire cat, Woo will be the mad hatter.” Wooyoung shrugged and nodded. “Fine with me.” You smiled widely, glancing at the clock. Twelve thirty. Pulling out your phone, texting Minhyuk and confirming that he still had the outfits.
Continuing to eat you hummed, cocking your head to the side and closing your eyes. “This is good, you know how to cook? I thought you didnt need to eat.” San shrugged, smiling. “Ive claimed enough humans to learn how to cook.” You pursed your lips and nodded, finishing off your food.
All you had to do now, was stop at Minhyuk’s dorm, grab the costumes, come back and shove the sins into their costumes then get yours on. Getting up you put your plate in the sink before heading towards your room to change. “Im changing then im heading out.” San hummed in response from his spot, watching you turn and leave.
Throwing on some black ripped skinny jeans and an oversized hoodie of Minhyuk’s that you had stolen borrowed you shoved on socks and shoes before walking to grab you phone and your keys. Wooyoung appearing infront of you halted your steps. Lips were in a pout, eyes in puppy dog form. He was giving you puppy dog eyes. “Can i come with?”
“Do i really have a choice?” Wooyoung hummed. “Not really, but its nice to ask...” You nodded, leaving with Wooyoung as San shook his head and waved you off. “I’ll stay here.”
“Dont burn my place down.”
“No promises.” San teased, a smirk on his face.
Now all you had to do was get to Minhyuks place without having anyone stop you. You knew his spare key was ontop of the door fram, and you could just barely reach it. Maybe it was a good thing Wooyoung came along, he was a little bit taller then you. But maybe, trying to summon Seonghwa wouldve been better, he was taller then both of the sins currently invading your home.
Debating on driving was what was going on your head, it was only a 15 minute walk so you turned around, locked your door and headed towards Minhyuks place with Wooyoung trailing behind.
“Can you stay outside while i run in?” Wooyoung didnt answer, too focused on the hoodie you were wearing. “That doesnt smell like you.” You frowned. “It’s Minhyuks, why does it matter to you?” Wooyoung huffed. “San might care.” Its then that you remembered that Wooyoung was Envy. He was jealous that you were wearing Minhyuks hoodie ontop of San getting to you first.
“Are you jealous?”
“No.”
“Envious?”
“...are we almost there?”
You laughed at Wooyoungs blatant ignorance of your question before you turned and stop on the sidewalk at the sight infront of you. You took a few steps closer to Wooyoung, unconsciously gripping his sleeve.
(A/N) this is going to be a really long chapter actually, Seonghwa is only here for a little but the next sin shows up later in this chapter and ill put his up as soon as he shows up!
Tag list: @needyateez / @cafesan / @a-revolution-teez / @sailor-san /
You nodded and grabbed clothes before heading into your bathroom, throwing a glance back at San who grinned at you from the chair at your table. “Go on or ill come in to help you change!” You threw a glare before slamming the door shut behind you, letting San’s laughter seep through the door.
“I hate sins…”
“Dont lie baby you love us!”
“I only tolerate some of you, aka Yeosang!”
Present:
You turned towards San once inside your room, letting Seonghwa clean up. “You, tell me more about these Guardian angels.” You cocked your head to the side as you half glared at the kitchen door. “And why sins are randomly showing up. Apart from Yeosang because I enjoy his presence so far.”
San cocked his hip out and crossed his arms, huffing as you mimicked his pose, ignoring the first part of the question. “First, the others are just curious about you, plus I know who’s probably going to be next but that’s for me to know and you to find out.” The corner of his lips quirked up in a smug smile, like he knew something you didn’t, which he did, plenty of things.
You huffed as you turned towards your dresser to pick out some pj’s, “…is Seonghwa going to stay over?” San shrugged. “I won’t let him.” You flushed before you grabbed clothes and escaped into your bathroom, passing the rapidly cleaning Seonghwa who shot you a soft smirk causing your cheeks to flush deeper, not used to having one, let alone two, highly attractive boys, even if they were demons, wandering around your flat.
You locked the door and slid down it, breathing deeply. Yeosang was the only one you could handle, you couldn’t even handle San at the moment, and you doubted you ever would be able to. and Seonghwa seemed like a whole handful along with San, and you didn’t know how much of a hassle the other sins would be. You brushed your hair back before changing into your pj’s.
“You’re not staying here.” You hear once you finish changing, leaning against the door. You hear Seonghwa scoff out a mocking laugh. “I’m not going anywhere lust. San huffs. “I am stronger than you, i will forcefully remove you.” You hear San hiss, annoyed at Seonghwa’s mocking tone then hearing the laugh that follows. “You think that matters?” Seonghwa snarks and you cautiously opened the door, thanking the day you put WD-40 to keep it from creaking as you opened it a little bit to peek out, interested in the conversation.
“It will work, I will use my powers, and you won’t be able to resist. I’m stronger than you Seonghwa, remember that.” San walked closer, stopping right in front of him, fingers itching to wrap around his neck and choke him into his place as the weaker one of the two. “Try me.” San had his hand wrapped around Seonghwa’s neck within seconds of the words slipping from his lips. His hand tightened as a faint threat, pinning Seonghwa against the wall as he leaned closer.
“You will leave.” San spoke, voice deeper, cat eyes narrowed in anger as he tightened his grip around his neck. “Do you want me to make it worse greed?” You stayed quiet, watching Seonghwa’s body relax. “Understood.” San smiled, dropping Seonghwa and stepped to the side. “Goodbye Seonghwa.” Seonghwa glared at him before his feet automatically took him to the door as he quietly cursed San’s strength, the command making the elders feet move if he liked it or not.
San turned around and you acted as if you had just finished changing, yawning as you stepped out. You werent stupid, you know San was aware of you watching. He was giving you a small show on his powers, he wanted to make sure you wouldnt step out of place and rebel against him should you feel the need.
You would be lying if you said his display of power gave you a slight jolt of fear. Seonghwa, who was taller, and older (apparently) submitted to easily to San, and for some reason it blew your mind.
“Uhm…can i ask you a question?” San hummed as he walked closer, almost guiding you towards your room. “Depends on the question.” He cooed.
Being around San made you feel like you were being hunted, cat like eyes almost always narrowed, a smirk on his lips. Like he was a predator, and technically he was, he preyed on those who made him his sin.
“You said you had 7 other brothers right?” He nodded, listening carefully. “Do you guys have an age order? Or does it go by power?” He watched you carefully as you both stopped in front of your room. You felt like you were being judged, examined like he was about to dissect you, you felt unnerved. “We do have ages.” He grinned, almost crowding you against the door. “..can i know?” He hummed, resting a hand on your hip. “Seonghwa is older, but with power i’m first. Then its me, then its Agony, then Pride, Yeosang, Sloth, Envy, and lastly is Wrath. Hes the youngest but not by much.”
He had gotten closer at that point, breathing fanning across your lips and noses almost touching. “Give me what I need.” He murmured and your eyes dropped, feeling yourself submitting but managing to open the door and stopping things from going further, your breath hitched as you caught yourself but not before San almost fell with you, catching you as well. “What the fuck?” His grip around you tightened, nails digging into your skin and you whimpered, squirming. “San please, you’re hurting me.” He narrowed his eyes before removing his nails.
This was different, you were his prey and he had caught you, and he was angry. He reminded you of a panther, unnerving stare, teeth bared slightly as he growled deep in his throat. “That wasn’t a smart idea princess.” He stood up straight, pushing you back towards your bed. “But since you don’t know your limits yet, ill let it go.” He took a deep breath to calm himself down. “Don’t anger me because you wont like the consequences. Understood?” You nodded and he smiled, mood changing before you could blink. “I even changed your sheets from all the blood that happened!”
You mean the blood you caused? You snarkily commented in your head, forgetting he could read and hear your thoughts. “Yes the blood I caused, and it’ll happen again once i put finish the claim on you. It’ll look so pretty, right on your hip by your navel.” He murmured quietly, stroking the skin once he was close enough and you squirmed, not wanting to admit you were ticklish.
“Will it hurt?” He hummed, ignoring the question. “Time to sleep.” You huffed before rubbing your eyes, suddenly tired. “Did you make me tired.” At his grin you pouted but got into bed, covering up all the way. “You’re not sleeping beside me.” You turned to face the sin himself and he feigned a pout, crossing his arms. “But princess, why not?” You huffed. “Because I don’t know what you’ll try.” He shrugged. “What’s stopping me from crawling in once you fall asleep?” You twitched, half glaring and he chuckled, holding his hands up. “Alright princess i won’t.” He rose a brow, turning towards the door and leaving.
Walking down the hall and towards the window, He opened it and licked his lips, sighing quietly and he inhaled the familiar scent, soft scent of evergreen trees, exclusive only to the ever lovely Sin of Envy.
“Wooyoung? I can smell you.” Green smoke appeared, followed by a black haired boy, pouting as he slipped inside. “How kind of you to let me in but not let me see her. It’s not fair Seonghwa hyung and Yeosang have before me.” He pointed at San. “Plus I was so close to claiming her until you showed up.” He whined, punching San in the chest weakly.
Calming down Wooyoung looked around San, looking down the hall before standing up straight. “Yeosang told me that Felix was her possible angel? Where did he go?” Wooyoung crossed his arms, frowning. “Changbin said a while ago that Felix never just ‘disappears’ so…” Wooyoung lit up before he frowned again. “What if he left her on purpose? He basically gave her to us on a silver platter.” He moved towards the living room and plopped on the couch, crossing one leg over the other.
“San…what if this was on purpose? But why would he, the strongest guardian angel, leave her?” He crossed his arms again, sinking into the couch more, tilting his head back and humming as San walked closer, fingers sliding across the sun kissed skin of Wooyoung’s neck. “Are you pent up Sannie? Seonghwa hyung came back angry.” He chuckled as San’s nails dug into his neck carefully. “She pushed me away and didnt give me a kiss like i needed.” Wooyoung hummed, closing his eyes and letting San’s fingers explore his skin. “I forgot your thing for necks.” He whispered before San pulled away and sighed.
“I need her kiss, with consent because im not a monster-”
“Sannie you’re a demon, the devil himself-”
“Not the point Woo. Even if im the devil himself, i know what consent is.” San rose a brow and cocked his hip out. “Jung Wooyoung, you better be using consent as well.” Wooyoung rose his hands up, marking himself innocent. “I do.” San nodded before sitting down beside him, grunting quietly as Wooyoung threw his legs over his lap. “When does she wake up?” San hummed, glancing at the clock. “She has a lecture at about nine am so, about seven thirty she wakes up and showers before eating breakfast, then leaves.”
Wooyoung shot him a confused look at San’s detailed answer. “Havent you know her for less then a day?” San grinned, winking. “You see a lot when you claim someone, youve claimed plenty of people, have you never focused on them or are you envious everytime one of us claims someone? Thats not your sin, youre not to be greedy Wooyoung.” Wooyoung shrugged. “You may be lust San, but do you notice that you have a little bit of every sin inside you? You have a lot of pride in you, let alone some of envy. You have a lot of me.” Wooyoung smirked, hinting at the past. “I may but you enjoyed it so much.” San whispered, shooting Wooyoung a look. “I have plenty of you inside me.” He grinned before glancing at San.
“I’ll stay here and introduce myself once she gets ready.” Wooyoung hummed, shifting so he could curl up against San, resting his head on San’s shoulder. “You’re so clingy.” San whispered, sighing dramatically before reaching for the TV remote and lowering the volume before turning on a random movie, letting the younger sin slowly fall asleep once he covered them up with a blanket resting behind them on the back of the couch.
San sighed, letting his head fall back against the cushions, one arm wrapped around Wooyoung’s waist. “You’re like a child.” He whispered before counting the minutes go by and eventually the hours. Once it hits Seven am and the next movie out of 3 hes watched ends he picks up Wooyoung and places him on the couch before creeping towards your door. Opening it he closes the door quietly behind him and sits on the edge of your bed.
Watching carefully as he slides a hand up over your leg towards your hip. “If you wake up now ill cook for you~” He murmurs as he moves closer, dropping his hand so his fingers brush against the writing before up towards your neck, raising a brow when you lean into it. “Oh?” He whispers before he strokes the skin carefully before he moves his hand up and through your hair. “Princess wake up.” He hums.
“Dont wanna…” You mumble and he smirks. “Dont make me spank you.” He purrs, laughing as you shoot up, eyes still shut before they open the slightest bit to glare at him. “Why are you still here? Go home, go away.” You grumble. “Dont you have somewhere else to be?” He shook his head. “Now that ive claimed you, i dont have to be anywhere but where you are.” You grunt and rub your eyes, tempted to kick San out of your bed and you actually try, only for him to catch it. “Thats a no no Y/n.” He yanks your leg back, you crying out at the pinch of skin and the feeling of not properly stretching before being yanked down the bed.
He grins at your cry, humming. “If you were a good girl this wouldn’t have happened.” San shifts his body so hes sitting between your legs and you feel sharp teeth threaten the skin of your inner thigh before they pierce the skin, his grip on your legs keeping them from moving as you squirm and try to kick him but freeze at the feeling of sharp teeth in your thigh, not wanting anything to tear.
San pulls away and watches the blood trickle down, humming quietly. “Is this how i have to make you stop now? Biting you?” He purred, licking the blood off and moving to stand up. “Go get changed.” San smiled but you knew it was a warning. Getting up you glanced at the clock before grabbing an oversized hoodie and some warm leggings and glaring at San.
“Can you atleast let me change in my own room?” You mumbled, holding your clothes to your chest. San sighed dramatically before he turned on his heel and walked of the door. “I’ll be right out if you need me.” You huffed. “Good thing I wont!” You yelled as he closed the door, changing quickly before he could change his mind. You swung the door open, resisting the urge to blatantly check San out as you found him leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, a smirk painted on his lips again. “Hello princess.” You huffed as you walked out and down the hall and into the kitchen.
You had to hold back a scream once you noticed another male sitting on the couch, legs crossed and arms laying across the back of the couch with a blanket thrown over him. “Sannie it was rude to just up and leave me.” He pouted, turning to look at you. He took a second before he was up and in front of you. “You must me Y/n!” He grinned, green eyes sparkling. “Im Wooyoung, Envy is my sin.” He feigned a pout, crossing his arms. “Sannie claimed you before i could get to you, then im not the first person to see you after?”
“Woo give her a chance to breath, you scared the poor girl.” San spoke, coming up behind you. With San’s presence behind you it could help but make you relax a bit aside from the threat moments earlier of biting you into submission, you knew San wouldn’t do anything, despite knowing him for only a day now.
“I apologize~” You blinked a few times, noticing the others scent. “Did…Do you all have like, a special scent?” San hummed softly. “Yes. But we dont know what ourselves smell like, so love, tell me what I smell like?” You twitched in your spot as San walked closer. “…like cinnamon, alluring and addicting. A little mysterious as well.” He cooed quietly.
“Would you like to skip class and get to know Wooyoungie? He will follow you around whining if you say no…” You slide your eyes towards ‘Wooyoungie’ and bite your lip, the boy was looking at you with the purest form of puppy eyes. “I really need to go to my lecture…” You watched him physically wilt. “…but im sure i can get Min to write down notes for me…” You mumbled reluctantly but he perked up, smiling growing on his lips and you groaned, rubbing your eyes. “Can i go back to sleep then? I dont want to be awake if i dont have to be.” You narrowed your eyes. “How long have you been here.” You crossed your arms, frowning.
“Not long after Sannie left your room last night, probably moments after.” He hummed quietly and you stared at him for a moment before walking to the kitchen. “All these sins just appearing out of nowhere….” You grumbled to yourself, searching for fruit snacks in your cupboard before smiling as you found them. “There you are…” You smile widely, opening the bag and shoving some in your mouth before turning around to look at both of the boys.
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Seonghwa twitched as he waited for San to open the door, ignoring Wooyoung’s yelling from the phone as he rose a curious brow, waiting for the boy to open the door. “Wooyoung shut up.” Seonghwa ended the call and shoved his phone in his pocket as he leaned closer and knocked on the door harder. “San!”
San growled lowly, wrapping his arms around your waist tighter as he glared at the door. He pulled away. “Finish cooking, please.” The ‘please’ being tacked on as a last minute addition. San stood up straight before walking towards the door and swinging it open.
“Can i come in?” Seonghwa watched San, gold eyes watching red, not stepping foot inside the room. Seonghwa couldnt come in unless he had San’s permission, or you gave him permission. San’s lip curled as he shook his head. “No you cannot.” Seonghwa make be older but San is stronger. “No you can not~” San smiled widely before he saw you come around the corner. “San who is this? Another one of the sins?”
This male was tall, caramel colored hair, sharp gold eyes (those have to be contacts right?) and a cunning smile once he saw you appear, gold eyes lighting up. “Hello~ May i come in?” You frowned. “Of course why wouldnt you be allowed?” His cunning grin turned into a smirk as he pushed past San, automatically bee lining your way and gently holding your hand, kissing the back of it. “You do smell delightful, Thats wonderful.” You blinked, not expecting the boy to appear as quickly as he did, San quietly closing the door.
“Yes, this here, is Greed.” San came around and pulled you away from Seonghwa’s hands, a nasty look being sent towards Seonghwa as San stood behind you. Seonghwa stood up straight, lips pulled into a polite smile.
“Yes, i am greed but my name is Park Seonghwa. Its a pleasure to meet you Y/n.” His smile was tempting in all the wrong ways, but the way San had a hold of you, an arm wrapped around your waist, tugging you into his side, said he knew what you were thinking. Of course he did thats the first thing he did when you woke up.
“Uh...likewise?” You muttered, a questioning tone. “Uh how did you get here- Wait did you said i smell delightful? Yeosang said the same thing.” Seonghwa’s eyes brightened at the mention of Gluttony’s name. “So youve met Sangie? Ah, indeed, you smell absolutely devine its a shame San got to you first…” A deep rumble next to your chest hold you that San had growled- Wait growled? You fidgeted, noticing the thick tension in the room.
“Uhm...i need to finish cooking…” You squirmed your way from San’s iron hold and escaped into the kitchen.
Taking a deep breath you thought back to the small conversation you had with San. ‘Think hard enough and you can summon him’. You closed your eyes tightly, thinking and imagining the pretty boy infront of you, almost begging for someone sane in the current situation that is happening in your living room.
A familiar presence next to you made you relax, coming face to face with Yeosang. “Oh thank you for showing up.” Yeosang cocked his head to the side, eyes darting to the hallway that led to the two sins. “Sannie...and Hwa are here? Greed and Lust but heads all the time. But you’ve been claimed so it shouldnt be this bad.”
Yeosang glanced at the kitchen then to you. “...is that chicken?” You giggled, nodding and plating the food and guiding Yeosang to a table. “San said you liked chicken.” He giggled and nodded. ‘He’s so cute, like a little brother’ You smiled and turned back to the kitchen only to see Seonghwa and San standing infront of you. “I cant believe it actually worked, you summoned Yeosang…” Seonghwa mumbled. “She’s stronger then you said.” He turned towards San, seeing the smirk on his face. “Thats my angel, so full of purity and innocence, so strong and you dont even know it.” He grinned, San lifting your hand to his lips as he pressed a kiss against your knuckles. “Everytime you do something somewhat sinful you just smell that much better, youre so intoxicating.” He smirked as Seonghwa sat infront of Yeosang.
Shuffling closer to you he pressed his face against your neck, almost groaning. “You smell so good~ Its so worrisome that no one has noticed you til now…” San tensed, head turning towards the door. “You must’ve had a guardian angel, keeping you from us, hiding your scent, dulling it so we cant sense it…” San purred quietly in your ear, eyes scanning the area. “But where is he now? He must have been one of the strongest to be able to dull your scent almost completely.”
You blinked, confused. “If i did...i didnt know…” Seonghwa chuckled. “Of course you didnt know, theyre supposed to stay out of sight, only guard you from death.” You threw a glare toward the sin who merely smirked. “Hush, i didnt know you sins existed til this one introduced himself, quite rudely, this morning. And ive met two others in one day, so you can imagine how tired i am correct?”
He wiggled from San’s hold and placed a plate infront of Seonghwa then one next to Yeosang for San. “Sit down and eat, both of you.”
“She sorta smells like...Felix?” San stopped at Yeosang’s words. “Felix? Like The guardian angel Felix?” Yeosang nodded absentmindedly, chewing on his food. “What happened to Felix for him to leave her side...and how do you know Felix?” Yeosang hummed, swallowing a bite. “Wooyoungie knows one of his mortal friends? Changbin? I think thats his name.”
San hummed quietly, thinking about why Felix could have disappeared from your side. “He’s strong tho, what could have pulled him away like that?” San mumbled, eyes gliding towards you. “You said i could summon Yeosang if i tried hard enough right? And i did, it worked...do you think i could somehow summon Felix?”
“...also i had a guardian angel? Apparently how you’re speaking of him he is...a strong angel?” San scrunched his nose but nodded, not sitting well with the feeling of talking about how to summon an angel, let alone a guardian angel. Especially with Felix being a higher being then just an angel.
“Yes...Felix is a very strong guardian angel. He usually works alone but he has, two other angels he works with and mortal friends for some reason, but they arent important, what is important is, what happened to Felix. Even though hes an angel he was supposed to guard you, and its increasingly frightening the more i think about how he disappeared enough for me to find you and claim you.”
You nodded, backing up on your thoughts. “So? Do you think i could try and summon him?” The three sins turned and looked at you. “You want to try and summon an angel?” Seonghwa spoke, a mocking tone as he spoke. “Let alone a guardian angel? Who you dont even know what he looks like?” You couldnt help but shrink a little bit at his mocking.
“She did summon Yeosang...and we do know someone who knows what Felix looks like, and one who knows someone he works with…” San mumbled, looking around. “But is it a smart idea to search for him? Maybe he doesnt want to be found? But he wouldnt just abandon the person he was sent to protect right?” Yeosang spoke up as he finished his plate, orange eyes locking on you. “But summoning me seemed to drain you, so how about you eat then rest, the rest of us will look for ways to find him, this guardian angel-”
“I think this is a bad idea.” Seonghwa stood up.
“Why would it be a bad idea?”
“Hello? Yeosang? The two strongest sins are going to look for a guardian angel? Does that sound ok?”
You puffed your cheeks as you listened to the duo talk. “What if i want to find him? He should be around right? Do i need to put myself in danger for him to show up?” San blinked at your words. “Love, you smell like me now, i dont know if he’d come to save you. Im pretty sure, if he was still around he wouldnt saved you from me as soon as i appeared. Some low level demon wouldnt smelled Felix on you and bolted...but it was so faint i could barely smell it.” He hummed quietly.
“We can try tomorrow ok? We can talk to someone who knows how to find him.” He sighed. “Since youre so persistent on it.” You smiled and nodded. “Now...can all of you leave so i can clean up and go to sleep…”
“Dont worry about it, ill clean up for you.” Seonghwa stood up, grabbing the plates and walking towards the sink, Yeosang standing up and stretching before nodding. “I’ll leave, thank you for the food Y/n.” You smiled as the pink haired boy nodded, disappearing with orange smoke. You coughed a bit before hesitating to leave with one unknown sin in your kitchen cleaning up. The feeling of an arm around your waist guiding you to your room startled you. “San-”
“Dont worry, he will probably end up cleaning your whole house…” He snickered as he opened your door. “He’s a clean freak.” Seonghwa hissed from inside the kitchen. “Shut up San!”
He chuckled and closed the door behind you both, guiding you to the bed and humming. “Change. Maybe ill sing for you.”
You nodded and grabbed clothes before heading into your bathroom, throwing a glance back at San who grinned at you from the chair at your table. “Go on or ill come in to help you change!” You threw a glare before slamming the door shut behind you, letting San’s laughter seep through the door.
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San catches up to the angel easily and pushes him down another hallway. “I want to know why you left her so easily. Im not mad, just curious.” He pushes Felix against the wall. “Leaving her open and free for little old me.” San hums, inhaling deeply but wrinkling once he catches scent of everyone else, almost covering your scent. “You shouldve marked her, hidden her scent from us.” He shifted closer to the blonde. “Hm Felix? Oh, do you go by Yongbok? Took up a Korean name, hm?” He crosses his arms, sharp canine revealing as he smirks. “Have you smelt her fear? Her arousal?” San purred quietly as he leaned closer
“Too scared to say anything? Should be, last time we met I almost yanked your wings out. Those pretty pure white wings. I couldve changed you into one of us. Oh so beautiful.” San watched as Felix schooled his expression and hummed. “I would never become one of you…creatures. Things.” San rose a brow, grinning. “There's the little feisty angel. My favorite little one.” He cooed as he scanned the angel.
San took a step closer, sharp nail sliding down Felix’s jaw. “Such a pretty little angel hm. Supposedly so strong, but you delivered her straight to me, on a silver platter.” He tilted Felix’s chin up, grin turning sinister. “You failed your little job.” He purred as he leaned closer. “You called for her death, her suffering. As soon as you disappeared. Covering her scent so well and keeping her protected. Something so delicious and strong.” He let his lips brush over Felix’s ear, inhaling the shiver of slight fear that shot down the angels spine. “You still have the same reaction to me as you did then.” He whispers, breath fanning against his neck.
“You still smell so delicious, almost as good as her.” San whispered, lips brushing against his neck. “I wonder why youre still such a strong angel and not fallen.” He whispers. “Are you lying to your god?” San giggled softly, sound filled with malice and teasing. “Or do you want to play that game again? Did your friend tell you what was inevitably going to happen. The one that always stops us. Kino was it?” Felix shivered, the grin on San’s lips spreading. “You DO want to play dont you? Is he going to be able to stop me this time?”
Felix pushed him away, shaking his head as if to shake off the effect San had. “Stop doing that.” San took a few steps back, grinning as he leaned against the wall behind him, a leg crossing over the other. “Its lovely that i can still take you under like that.” San tilted his head back, focusing in on Felix’s scent.
“I can still smell me on you.”
“If only Y/n knew.” He looked back at the other, sky blue eyes meeting red. “So tell me, Felix. Why did you step away from that?” Felix narrowed his eyes. “Why should i tell you?” He hissed, a soft white hue radiating off him. “Oh? Are you getting mad little angel?” San stood up straight, excitement filling his body. “Oh i love this, its been so long since ive had this much fun. Are you going to let me eat you up? We both know you might be the strongest angel, but ill tear those pretty white wings from your back this time.”
Felix clenched his fists, the white aura getting stronger. “Im not going to tell you anything you monster.” San placed a hand against his chest, feigning hurt at the word. “Oh how you hurt me so.” He mocked, walking closer til he was a step away. He knew the white aura would burn him the slightest bit if he got too close. “Lets play angel.” San scanned the other. “Oh this is all too fitting. Dressed, not even dressed as, but wearing your true form?” He could barely contain the excitement. “Play with me, like we used to.” Felix could only use the aura as protection along as he could. “Im not playing with you San.”
San mocked a pout. “What, still scared of the hundred year difference between us? You werent so scared when i had my-”
“Stop!” Felix growled. “Yes, bring it out more, the little bit of me i left to corrupt you.” San gasped, mockingly. “Did you leave her because you knew i was coming? Running away from the creature in the dark?” He giggled. “You couldnt stop her from drawing that board, summoning one of us. Even drunk she was delicious.” San rose a brow. “Should i go get her? Show you everything ive done? Snatched her up the fastest i could.”
San twitched, itching to reach out towards the angel and pull him close again. “She isnt going with you anymore. She is going to come down with me once its her time.” Felix tensed. “She is going to love me, be mine forever and she wont be able to step anywhere near that lovely staircase you protect yourself on.”
Felix glared, reaching out to wrap a hand around San’s throat. “Youve said too much, you never shut up, its always annoyed me.” San snarled at the pain of the burning on his neck. “And you always get what you want, always pressing my buttons. Im really tired of it.” San grinned, eyes shining, watching the angel inching towards the edge of the rope they always walk. “Yeah? Are you going to try and kill me?” Felix dug nails into the sides of San’s neck, palm barely pressing against his windpipe.
Thats what always made Felix weak, the small hope that San would return to what he once was. Never wanting to kill or hurt him too much. “Oh sweetheart.” San purred, taking Felix’s other hand and lacing them together. “That affection and hope you have for me will be your downfall.” San’s hand shot out, ignoring the small amount of pain as he gripped Felix’s throat, pushing him back against the wall, a maniacal glint in his eyes. Pinning his other hand by his head, slowly tightening his grip on Felix’s neck. “Drop it.” San watched the white glow slowly fade and he grinned widely, fingers tingling as he pressed his forehead against Felix’s own before he pouts as Felix goes limp. “Giving up already?” San pulled away, a sharp nail gliding up his neck to under Felix's chin.
“Until next time Felix. I will get you to tell me, but i have a feeling it might be because of that little one in the kitchen talking to my little doll.”
San wanders back into the kitchen, sliding beside you as he buries his face in your neck, inhaling the scent, even as you flinch. “Hi doll.” You glanced back at him, furrowing your brows. ”Did you leave?” He nodded, pulling away from his spot. “I had to…take care of something.” You narrowed your eyes. “Did you scare away Yongbok?” You crossed your arms, cocking a brow. “How long have you known Minho.” You squinted at the question, unsure if you should release that information. “Quite a few years. Why?” He hums, hand gripping your hip as he watches Minho talk to someone he doesnt recognize. “No reason.” You huff and he pulls away, backing up to Wooyoungs side.
“Even with provocation he wont spill." Its San leaning to Wooyoung. “It is Felix. It takes for then that...sorry San.” Wooyoung sighs, eyes glancing towards the other. You turn around, not hearing the whispered words between them. You catch sight of the burn marks on San’s neck. “Are those burn marks or hickies?” He hums, shrugs. “Up to you to choose what you want to think.”
You huff before sighing heavily. “Am i able to go chat and interact with my friends or will you follow me everywhere?” San crosses his arms before waving you off. “I’ll know where you are.” You raise a brow, grinning faintly. “I can always summon you as well.” He nods, waving you off as you skip off to find Hyunjin.
You wont lie and say youve never had a crush on the taller male. His dance style was different then Minho’s. While Minho was smooth and made it seem easy, seeming like he put no effort in. Beautiful yet hypnotizing. There was a reason Minho was on a scholarship. Hyunjin was just as good but put more strength into his moves, always using indecent facial expressions when he did. You often teased him about it, liking the red that crept up on his neck to the tips of his ears. You took to teasing Hyunjin when Minho was around, Minho usually joined in.
You've known Minho since you were in middle school, Hyunjin only joined as you both entered college. He was the adorable under classman that you and Minho had both taken under your wing. Youve done a lot for Hyunjin. Protecting him from the girls that were mostly focused on his looks, you were the only one that he came to when he was down, engulfed in the headspace that no one knew who he really was, only focused on his looks. You would hug him, rubbing his back and sighing. "They only see a pretty face and thats where it stops. You're pretty Jin, thats all they notice. But im happy youre making more friends during classes." You whispered, smiling as he sniffled. "Yeah, Yeonjun is funny, his friends are really funny too." You smiled up at him, ruffling his hair. But that was a few years ago. He had more friends now, Minho always teasing him, poking at him and introducing him to Jisung. Minho thought that was a mistake at first with how they had clashed.
San watched as you skipped off, huffing. “What do we do with Felix and Minho?” He murmurs, tonguing his fang. Wooyoung huffed. “I dont know Sannie.” San huffed. “Should we talk to Pride and Greed?” San frowned at Wooyoung’s words. Did he want to get Seonghwa back involved, and then bother Hongjoong about it? Hongjoong was one of 1 of the remaining 4 that havent met you. He didnt seem in a hurry, neither did Sloth, Wrath or Agony. He scratched the back of his neck, stumped for once.
Wooyoung crossed his arms, thinking of how the last fight between San and Felix ended. San looked to be on the winning side, just barely. Setting fire to a piece of Felix’s wing while the angel had burned pieces of San as well. Its how San found out the white hue that surrounds Felix sometimes pains him the slightest bit. Slowing down the healing process as well. Wooyoung falls further into the memory, chewing on the corner of his lips. Both boys had come out of the fight in tatters. San’s stilettos broke and his tail burned a bit, rips in the skin tight black pants and his black wings, his beautiful black wings have a tinge of white on that. That horrible ‘pure’ colour as humans called it. Everywhere Felix had touched was a piece of white on San.
San relied on seduction but he was the strongest as well. Thankfully his seduction worked more than he thought on the angel. Hypnotizing and inserting memories, leaving marks and his scent all over the other. Wooyoung remembered the ounce of annoyance when he arrived and found Kino already onsite, trying to heal Felix the best he could while San stood in front of them, arms crossed and glaring down at the angel. Wooyoung was already on Kino, pinning him down and going to reach for the halo over his head before Kino had moved, flipping Wooyoung onto his back, lifting his hand to have a golden bar across his waist, a soft glow to it.
“Oh you fucking angel.” He had hissed at him, seething as he tried to touch it, growling at the slight pain. When they both glanced over at the sound of rubble moving, San and Felix were gone.
Thats the last of what Wooyoung remembers seeing about the fight. San leaned against the counter, holding a cup of water as he thought. “Hmm, it was so lovely Woo. Seeing him on his knees and submitting to me of all people? Not his little god.” He purred, chest rumbling the littlest bit as he recalled the moments after. “Seeing him bloody and burned wings. I almost managed to get a wing out.” He cooed as he moved, caging in Wooyoung against the counter. “My little snake.” He murmured against Wooyoungs neck. “Will you keep me occupied while my little human is roaming around?” Wooyoung tilted his head back, already knowing better then to reject the other. “Show me more.” He whispered, digging through San’s memories. Wooyoung was always the smallest bit better about memories and mind control. Planting memories or removing them, numbing an emotion to a certain memory.
San hummed against his neck. “Alright.” San was always the weakest for Wooyoung. San opened his mind, focusing on that moment as he buried his face in Wooyoung’s neck. Said male's eyes went foggy as he was sucked into the moment. Watching as San tainted the angel to the best of his ability, corrupting him and teasing him, snickering. Wooyoung tilted his head as he watched San lean down into Felix’s ear, whispering something. Felix’s reaction was quick, falling onto his back and eyes clenching shut. “Come on angel.” San had murmured when he pulled back. “Give in to it.” Wooyoung could tell the other was getting impatient, wanting the angel to fall, be under his command. “Never.” Felix had choked out, shaking a bit as San moved his knee. “So close to it Felix, just give in to me.” San giggled as he pressed his palm against Felix’s lower abdomen, thumbing the pants angels wore. His other hand burning off one of the many eyes on Felix’s wings. “Come on Lix.” He purred, watching in delight as the angel jerked, the front of his pants became wet. “There you go angel, all for me, my little angel.” Felix shot up from his position and that was where San ended the memory.
A pout grew on Wooyoungs lips as he was thrusted back into the present. “It ended with me feeding. God he tasted so good too.” San murmured. “So sweet and..” San had to hold back a moan. “I just need to find a way to get him to come to me, or to my doll and tell her why he left.” San pulled away. He hummed before turning back to search for you. “We cant let her have too much fun Hm?” San followed his nose, letting your scent lead him to where you were dancing with two others. Minho and one they dont recognize. What made San’s eye twitch was how close Minho was, hips pressed against yours as your arms were thrown over his neck, the unknown male's hands on your hips as he guided your hips to sway to the song, lips against your neck. Minho caught his eyes, smirking as he placed his lips on the other side of your neck.
Maybe he was a normal demon? San raised a brow as Minho’s hands slid to your lower back. San had to muffle a growl as he walked closer, pulling Minho away from you, jerking him back as your eyes opened at the sudden cold breeze against you. “San? Why?” You pouted, the pink in your cheeks telling the others you were a bit more than tipsy along with your slurred speech. You kept moving with Hyunjin, almost on autopilot. Wooyoung watched Minho’s eyes flickered purple and he prevented a gasp from escaping his lips. Of course Minho knew what they were, he was an Drude. He was under Sloth.. Minho thrived off nightmares, came in and fed off nightmares and dreams, loved causing them, turning the sweetest of dreams into the most horrifying dreams. Ones that you shot up in horror, drenched in sweat and on the verge of tears, and he was cocky about it, good at his job. Mastered the art of seduction as well.
Maybe they shouldve gotten Sloth involved, have him control his beings. San huffed, glaring at the other before grabbing you out of the hold of the other male. “Who is this?” You stumbled into San’s chest, a smirk fighting its way onto his lips. “This is Hyunjiiiin. ISnt he pretty?” San rolls his eyes. “Hes almost…almost Seonghwa pretty!” Sans lip curls into a snarl at the name. Hyunjin steps back, raising a brow. “Thank you Y/n. I am Hyunjin, nice to meet you??”
“San.” Is the curt reply and Hyunjin hums. “Nice to meet you San, i havent seen you on campus before.” San nods. “You wont. Im just…visiting.” Hyunjin furrowed his brows. “Anyways we were just leaving. '' Hyunjin frowned. “But you guys just got here?” You chirped your agreement with Hyunjin. “Yeah!” Hyunjin smiled fondly at you. “Maybe we should get you some water.” He nodded as Minho arrived with water. You dont remember him leaving but now you have water, you frown. “But i dont want water.” Hyunjin pursed his lips but Minho snickered, a lie wouldn't hurt you. “Its vodka and sprite.” You gasped, happily taking the cup and drinking from it.
San sighed, sitting back on the couch, red eyes locked on your form as you swayed in Hyunjins grip. “I think you should sit down and keep drinking that.” He murmured as he guided you to the couch, helping you sit down slowly next to San. San needs to get more information about Drude’s. They were rare, few and far between. Maybe he should go see Sloth and see if he knows anything more about them. San knows they originated from southern Germany. He knows human books or bibles might not tell him much. He wrapped his arm around your shoulder, letting you almost fall into his side, his natural body heat making you drowsy. Hyunjin glanced at San. “Take care of her.” San rose a brow, pulling you more into his side. “Of course i will.” Hyunjin nodded, seemingly satisfied before walking away.
“Since when did you run this warm?” You mumbled into his shirt, head pressing against his shoulder. “I always have doll.” You hum quietly before turning and throwing your legs over Sans lap, barely noticing Wooyoung sitting next to him. “Woo…” He rose a brow, looking from you to San a few times, searching to see if there was any jealousy in San’s gaze. Nothing. The corner of Wooyoungs lips twitched. “Are you willing to share?” San weighed his options, head tilting side to side. “Not the way you want.” Wooyoung pouted deeply, crossing his arms. “But that doesnt mean i wont let you try and seduce her, get me to feed off her.” He hummed as Wooyoung’s eyes brightened, the grin returning to his lips. “Thats the only sharing im ok with. Shes mine, body and soul.” San murmured, facing you but talking to Wooyoung. “Do you want to sleep doll?”
You shook your head, brows furrowed as the motion made the world spin as well as your stomach. You groaned softly. “That made me feel like shit.” San snickered, Wooyoung joining in. “Maybe you shouldnt have done that.” You shot a glare at the green eyed boy. “No shit sherlock.” His brow raised, the corner of his lips quirking into a smirk. “Princess has language when she is drunk.” Wooyoung snickers, dodging when you tried to flick him.
“I should find Hyunjin again. Didnt i just disappear from him?” You furrowed your brows, frowning a bit. Thinking hurt. “That hurt.” You muttered, groaning as San’s snickers shook his chest a bit. “Youre going to have such a bad hangover tomorrow doll.” He murmured into your hair. “I need to find Minhyuk!!” You sat up, eyesight going blurry for a moment before you shuffled to get onto your feet. “Need to find Minhyuk then Hyunjin.” You mumbled. “Oooh, Minho too.” San frowned, narrowing his eyes at the name. “We should get sloth here.” He whispered to Wooyoung, the music pulsing through his chest as he kept a sharp eye on your figure, wobbling towards where he saw Minhyuk.
He had no worries about him. Minhyuk was a clueless human like everyone else here. Hyunjin also didnt give off the smell of anything other than human. He is also a clueless human. San turns his head towards Wooyoung. “Did you get information on her Ex?” Wooyoung hummed. “Human, probably going under Pride’s ruling. San nodded, humming quietly. “Noted.” He let his gaze trail from your figure once you reached Minhyuk. “I hope Pride really kicks his ass.” San turned his head and let a sharp nail glide under Wooyoung’s chin. “Felix is here, but i dont know what or why he left or what hes doing. But i feel like its something to do with Minho.” Wooyoung nodded, brushing off San’s hand.
“We have to somehow get Felix to tell us…” San trailed off, looking at the people absentmindedly. He chews on his lip, humming quietly. “I could get him under me again.” He murmured, scanning his nails. “See if he would fall for it again.” San’s lips pulled into a smirk as he turned to Wooyoung. “Or we can see if Y/n can get him to slip up.Or even Minho.” He snarled at the thought. “I dont want her anywhere near him, but if it gives us an idea.” He trailed off, eyes locking back on you as you wrapped your arm around Hyunjin’s arm. When you had found him is unknown, but with the amount of weight you were leaning against him made Hyunjin smile softly, arm around you to keep you upright while you both spoke to Minhyuk.
“She will probably regret this in the morning.” Wooyoung grinned, leaning back into the couch. "Oh she definitely will."
