Alright, 1: I feel like I should put a warning, but it's a Seongjoong chapter so y'all already know what's about to go down.

2. Head empty only predebut Seonghwa

3. Just a heads up, this is pretty long

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Nothing was worse than being trapped inside during the pouring rain. The Park-Kim house was filled with four teens, each bored out of their minds. Wooyoung had been tapping away mindlessly at his phone, San was floating aimlessly through the air, Yeosang was speeding up and down the halls and Jongho had been staring at the same page of his book for the past five minutes. "I can't stand the rain..." Groaned San.

"Me neither," Wooyoung sighed in agreement. "I can't think of anything more annoying."

Yeosang scoffed at him, muttering: "I can..." Jongho rolled his eyes and tossed his book at the young angel's head. Yeosang dodged it in the flash of an eye and ran behind the brunette to grab him.

"Stop it you two," Sighed Wooyoung as he watched Yeosang try to strangle the poor boy. Yet neither Wooyoung nor San did anything to pry him off. It was the most interesting thing to happen all day.

"We left you all alone for ten minutes and you're fighting already?" They all turned their heads to see Seonghwa and Hongjoong walking into the living room. The latter sighed as he pulled them apart while Seonghwa went off to the kitchen to make lunch for everyone. "Mingi owes me for having us watch you two while he's out with Yunho, I swear I can only handle two teens at a time."

"Sorry Mr Park-Kim, it won't happen again," Jongho muttered, while Yeosang only ran to the couch, flopping down face first.

"Hey! Quit it with all that running!" Yelled Seonghwa towards the angel. "You're going to knock something over or get your footprints everywhere! I already have footprints on my ceiling..." Courtesy of San and occasionally Hongjoong when he started thinking just a bit too much. Speaking of the chaos demon, he finally stopped floating and slid down next to Wooyoung with a loud groan.

"I'm boooooored!" He whined. "Dad, what do you and father do to keep yourselves occupied?" Hongjoong blushed and turned to Seonghwa who only smirked.

"Wouldn't you like to know~" He teased.

"Gross hyung," Gagged Jongho.

"You two really love your physical contact, don't you?" Remarked Yeosang. "Neither of you are demons of seduction, nor do you have any powers relating to romance or desire. So what's with the constant intercourse?"

San hummed in agreement, not at all phased by such a blunt question whilst Jongho and Wooyoung looked to tell the angel off. "Yeah...does it have to do with how you two met or something?" Seonghwa came out of the kitchen, tilting his head at Hongjoong.

"Should we tell the story?" Asked the older demon.

"I don't see why not." San cheered and snuggled up closer to Wooyoung, who wrapped his arm around him. Jongho and Yeosang sat together on the floor, while Seonghwa and Hongjoong were seated in front of them. "So, I suppose we should start at the beginning?"

"Let's see, that would be about four-hundred years ago..."

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"STOP STOP STOP!"

"Please, I beg you!"

"Let me go!"

"IT HURTS!"

Hongjoong had heard it all before. He was numb to their pleads and cries of agony. Every single day it was the same thing. Come to work, torture the newest humans sent to the chamber, go home, repeat. It was all very monotonous, but Hongjoong didn't mind. This was his life for the past one hundred years. By now he had just accepted that this was just destined to be his life. Emotionless and soulless.

"Hongjoong-ah!" Hoseok, Hongjoong's coworker and good friend exclaimed. "Do you have any plans after this?" He asked right before slamming a sledgehammer in a prisoner's abdomen. Hongjoong hummed before shaking his head.

"Not necessarily," He replied boredly, watching as Hoseok rammed his weapon into the prisoner over and over again. Hoseok snapped his fingers at Hongjoong's face when he noticed that he had begun to space out.

"You can't just sit at home and play the piano all day, you should get out more." The older demon slammed the hammer into the prisoner's face, knocking him out cold as his blood flew right onto Hoseok's cheek. The demon licked it off with a giggle while fluttering his large black wings.

"You killed him Hoseok," Sighed Hongjoong. "This is the third time this week."

"It's fine. He only had a few months left anyway. Can you put him with the others for me?" He tilted his head towards a closer near the back of the room. Hongjoong rolled his eyes but nodded regardless. He hoisted the now dead man over his shoulder and pushed past the double doors. Just under a large window was an ever-growing pile of bodies that Hobi had created. How do you accidentally kill fifteen people? Hongjoong thought to himself with a sigh.

He was about to turn back but noticed something from the window, just out of the corner of his eye. It was that demon of darkness zipping around again. Park Seonghwa. Hongjoong rolled his eyes at the mere mention of that name. It was well known amongst most locals that he was no good. A pure pain in the ass with the way he would disrupt perfectly stable relationships with his presence. Hongjoong just hoped he would never have the displeasure of interacting with him.

He sighed once again, looking at the large clock on the wall. One more hour until he had to clock out. Normally he would go home and that would be the end of it; today however he was in the mood to go out. It was rare but perhaps Hoseok had a point, he couldn't just stay home playing the piano alone all day.

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The demon rolled his shoulders with a groan and tossed the blanket off his body. "Mmm, Seonghwa, I'm cold now~" the man next to him whined. Seonghwa looked down at him and smirked.

"Sorry Jimin, but I've gotta go." Jimin scoffed and soon sat up as well, frowning while he watched Seonghwa put his clothes back on.

"How cocky you are, leaving me alone like this. You've got some nerve you know." The master of seduction finally stood to his feet, letting his large, black wings stretch and flutter as he did so. He pressed his naked body against Seonghwa and wrapped his arms around him. "Stay~" he purred.

"I wish I could, but this isn't the first time we've slept together and it certainly won't be the last." Seonghwa brought his arm around the smaller man's waist, a quick kiss being placed on his forehead. Then he patted the older demon's head and smirk. "You can have this anytime you want. So call me when you're down to fuck again."

With that, he disappeared right before Jimin's fuming eyes. "Park Seonghwa you little bastard!"

When Seonghwa opened his eyes again he was standing at a bar a good while away from the incubus' lair. He didn't want him coming to find him or drag him back to bed. "So clingy..." Overdose, the name of a bar his friend owned, was practically empty around this time other than a few stragglers. Just how he liked it after a tiring session.

"Over here Lay!" He called towards the bartender. The demon of poison smiled and waved his regular over. He handed him his usual and leaned across the counter.

"Just you today?" He asked with a slight pout.

Seonghwa sipped at his drink, wincing ever so slightly at how strong it was. He liked it anyway, after all, he enjoyed the burn. "Unfortunately." He sighed. "Looking for someone?"

Lay blushed, then quickly shook his head. "No! Of course not, I was just curious..." It was no secret he was interested in a certain chaos demon who often accompanied Seonghwa. No doubt he was searching for him now. So Seonghwa only hummed at him. He finished the last of his drink and slammed it down on the counter with a grin, swirling his finger to signify another round. Lay did as requested and poured him another cup. "You seem awfully thrilled," Commented the older demon, raising his brow ever so slightly. "Have a good session, did you?"

"Oh yeah, wanna guess who?" Lay examined the smirk on his friend's face then shook his head, his expression already filled with disappointment.

"Don't tell me it was-"

"Oh yeah, master of seduction himself. The best part - I topped. Each time."

"Jackson dared you to sleep with him once. Do you have a death wish? Why do you keep going back?" Seonghwa shrugged, nonchalantly sipping from his fancy cup yet again. That very thought had bugged him as well. It wasn't as though he had an acceptable answer to it, however.

"Who knows. That man's the most exciting thing to happen to me recently, but even now I'm getting bored of him." Lay shook his head yet again at him. He loved Seonghwa with all his heart but even he knew his desperation for entertainment would land him in hot water one day.

"He's going to cut your balls off if he hears you say that," He sighed. "Maybe what you don't need is something exciting. Maybe you just need something normal instead of seeking the most thrilling thing to do next." Seonghwa rolled his eyes at that, watching while Lay went to go tend to someone who had just walked in.

The dark-haired demon sighed in dismay, shoving himself further into his seat. Why couldn't life be easy and entertaining? Granted, Seonghwa did have a big house, plenty of money and pretty high status, but that wasn't fun. Why couldn't the very person he was looking for just walk in and blow him away?

"Give me whatever you'd like, I don't care what." A new voice had said. Seonghwa glanced towards him. It was a relatively small man, with blazing red hair and eyes to match. There was a nice flow to how he moved yet his voice sounded slightly ridgid. With several piercings and a mixture of black and red surrounding his eyes, Seonghwa would be lying if he didn't say he didn't find him just a bit attractive. Maybe he should-

"How boring." Muttered the demon in disappointment.

Okay, guess not.

Unfortunately for Seonghwa, the redhead seemed to hear him. "Pardon me?" He turned to Seonghwa with his head tilted to the side and a face that screamed annoyance, even at such an off-handed comment.

"My bad, I wasn't talking about y- you know what, yes I was. See, I was waiting for someone interesting and you're really messing with my plan by just walking in here like you're important."

The other demon's hair flared brightly, his eyes illuminating with a huff. "Someone really wants to get punched in the face huh?"

"Go ahead and hit me shorty. I'm into it~" Seonghwa winked at him. His smirk grew when the other demon huffed a cloud of smoke out of his nose. "Ah, so you're a demon of fire? Now that's fun. Look at you, bringing entertainment to the table."

"Oh, so now I'm interesting. Who do you think you are? The main character of a story? Trying to find a new bitch to toss out the window Park Seonghwa?" He spat and Seonghwa couldn't help but grin, leaning in closer to the redhead.

"My name gets around then, huh? And what's yours beautiful?" Seonghwa was assuming he would just play along. What he wasn't expecting a smack to the face so hard that he nearly slammed into the bar counter. His cheek burned violently and Seonghwa groaned at such a harsh sting as he inched his head back up.

"Find someone else to be your bitch Park because you can bet your ass it'll never be me!" He stormed not a moment later, slamming his money on the counter and leaving with his hair the shade of fire. Lay had witnessed the entire ordeal and whistled at Seonghwa's still shocked expression.

"Well now, interesting enough for you?"

Seonghwa faced the bartender in a sharp turn, still clutching his assaulted face. "Who was that?"

"No idea. Which is strange, I can tell he's not a fledgeling but I've never seen him before. Why do you...Oh no..." He examined the starstruck look on the raven-haired demon's face. "Seonghwa don't say it-"

"I'm going to fuck that man."

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"What's wrong with you?" Hoseok asked worriedly. He threw down the medieval sword he was holding and hastily examined Hongjoong's face.

"Nothing is wrong!" The younger groaned once he pushed him off yet Hoseok wasn't convinced. His brows were still knitted together with concern as he continuously looked the demon up and down. "Hyung...?"

"That right there!" The other demon exclaimed. "You're showing...emotion! Did something happen when you went out? You're usually so stone-cold and stoic but now you're...living?"

Hongjoong shook his head with a smile. "Wow, thanks hyung I really appreciate that." He went to go pick up the sword and examined it then hum. "Well, if you're not going to use this..."

"Hey! No touching!" The sword was snatched away, Hoseok's wings fluttering with excitement once he looked over at the poor soul he'd be using it on. Hongjoong nearly chuckled at the pure childlike excitement his coworker bared. It was cute. Taking his weapon of choice, he then made his way to his station. Just like that, it was as if all feeling he had experienced previously had suddenly washed away all over again. His face fell once he headed towards his first target of the day.

"Number 284976, alcoholic and woman abuser. Ten years."

"I did nothing wro-" Hongjoong silenced him immediately by yanking down his face and burning both his cheeks with his bare hands. The redhead watched emotionlessly as he hollered in pain from the scars, with Hongjoong dropping him and allowing him to hang in his chains.

"Let's get started."

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Hongjoong wiped the remaining blood from his hands with a light huff. Cleaning up was always his least favourite part. After scrubbing the last of it off, the demon went to go clock out with a yawn. "Hold it," someone commanded just before he got to the door. Hoseok joined his side soon after, looking just as confused as the younger demon.

"Can I help you?" He asked with the tilt of his head.

"Examination time," said the stranger. Hongjoong could tell he was a demon of darkness based on his dark eyes alone as well as an official from the badge on his uniform. Flipping through the papers on his notepad, the man glanced around sceptically, sneering in disgust at the humans in the room. "I've heard that there are several souls that have yet to be delivered and would like to find the root of the problem."

"Where's the other guy?" Questioned Hongjoong. "Isn't it usually someone else?"

"Yes. Unfortunately, he's been trampled to death by a minotaur so I will be taking his place. My name is Park Jinyoung."

"What a way to go..." Muttered Hoseok. Jinyoung simply ignored his comment by going ahead with his inspection. He examined the gory weapons that lined walls with narrowed eyes before turning his head towards a large door. Both Hongjoong and Hoseok held their breaths when he opened it. There was a tense silence. The door suddenly slammed shut, sending a harsh gust of wind their way as Jinyoung whipped back around with a glare.

"Who is responsible for this?" He asked in a low voice. Hongjoong noticed the nervous expression on his colleagues face and so he stepped forward.

"I am-"

"It's me," Hoeseok interrupted. Jinyoung's look darkened and managed to look even angrier than before, if that was even possible.

"I don't know if it has occurred to you - but some of us need to eat!" He shouted. "And by killing these humans, you are destroying their souls! Once they die here, they're dead for good. Which means we don't get energy! If this happens again, I will see to it that you are SUSPENDED!" He stormed out soon after, slamming the door shut on his way out.

A breath of relief escaped Hongjoong's lips but he noticed that Hoseok didn't even react. "Hyung...?"

"Hm?"

"Are you alright?" Hoseok turned to him with a bright smile yet Hongjoong didn't fail to notice his eye twitch.

"Of course Hongjoongie!" He replied in a sweet voice, although there was a deep undertone to it. "If it's okay with you, I'll be staying a bit late today. Just need to add a few more bodies to my collection." No matter how cheerful Hoseok was, Hongjoong knew he despised being talked down to. As such, he bowed to his hyung then hastily walked out the room.

Well, now what? There wasn't much else Hongjoong wanted to do after that. Perhaps a drink would be good right about now. With that thought in his head, Hongjoong was off to Overdose. He just hoped that asshole from before wasn't there.

Famous last words.

"Damn Seonghwa, relax. Might just break your neck with all that twisting you're doing." Seonghwa ignored Jackson's comment, continuing to glance around the bar. Eventually, he just sighed in disappointment and leaned into his hand. When he did, Lay slid over his usual drink, a face full of sympathy.

"Alright, what happened this time?" Groaned Jinyoung. He had just walked in and sat himself down next to his dismayed friend.

"He's looking for someone," said Lay. The other two were actually quite surprised. They turned to Seonghwa to see if this was true and strangely, he didn't deny it.

"No way," Jackson chuckled in disbelief. "Park Seonghwa never looks for anyone. They look for you. Oh, unless..."

"Shut your face Jackson," Seonghwa hissed. He finally slurped down his drink, not hesitating to order a new one once it was finished.

Curious, Jinyoung asked: "What's so special about this one? You're not usually the type to go looking for people." The others failed to notice the way he bit the inside of his cheek. He wondered who could've been so interesting that Seonghwa of all people would actively search for them.

"He yelled at him, basically called him a player, slapped him across the face then left. Honestly, I'm just waiting for round two."

"Thanks, Lay," Seonghwa replied sarcastically. He couldn't help but feel a tinge of disappointment in his heart. Seonghwa really wanted to see that demon again if not to just have sex and finally forget about him.

Sure enough, as soon as he had that thought, the front door swung open. Seonghwa's eyes followed the demon who walked in. "Stop it Hwa, you look like you want to eat him." Scolded Jinyoung.

"Maybe I do."

Just before Lay could ask him what he wanted, Seonghwa grabbed the younger demon by the arm and dragged him off. Obviously, he put up a fight, however, Seonghwa's grip was firm enough to keep him from running off. He pulled him into an empty room, grateful that no one was in there and locked the door. "What's your fucking problem?" The redhead shouted angrily.

Seonghwa smirked at him, walking over to him and tilting his chin up so they were making eye contact. "You never gave me your name."

"I don't need to give you anything."

"Aw, no need to play so hard to get," Seognhwa pouted. "Come on, just tell me your name red." The younger demon's hair flared and he smacked Seonghwa's hand away.

"It's Hongjoong," He huffed. He turned to leave, but Seonghwa was quick to pull him back. He slowly brought him over to one of the couches and pulled him onto his lap. Hongjoong glared down at the older demon yet didn't make an effort to move. Seonghwa, feeling victorious, smirked at him.

"What? Not going to say anything?" The redhead's hair continued to glow, this time, brightly with embarrassment. Knowing he was about to get up, Seonghwa pulled his face into a kiss.

To Seonghwa's surprise, Hongjoong made no effort to resist. He only kissed back, desperately trying to feel more of the older's lips. Hongjoong wrinkled his nose at the new taste of alcohol in his mouth but it made the kiss more intoxicating if anything. He let out a light gasp when Seonghwa moved away to bite down on his neck. Hongjoong whimpered at the mark left, slowly trying to move his collar up to cover it. His hand was smacked away. "No no no sweetheart," Murmured Seonghwa. "I want everyone to know who you belong to."

"I told you-" Hongjoong cut himself off when a moan managed to escape his lips. Seonghwa continued to kiss his neck, hitting his sweet spot, just below his jaw, in the process. "I told you I wouldn't be your bitch Park!"

"Oh? Then what are you now, baby boy?" He smirked yet again at the whimper. "You like that, don't you, baby boy? You like it when I call you that?"

"Y-Yes Seonghwa..."

Seonghwa pulled Hongjoong's chin towards him, his sharp eyes leering at him as he said: "Call me Oppa."

They kissed again not a second later. It wasn't long before both demons were in nothing but their underwear, Hongjoong admiring the defined figure in front of him. "Like it?" Seonghwa teased.

"Not at all."

"Don't worry, you will."

Hongjoong scowled down at him. He asked: "Do you do this every day?"

"Often."

Seonghwa did a pretty good job of convincing Hongjoong not to hate him because by the end of the night, he did nothing but sing his name over and over. It was safe to say he got what he wanted. Lay found Hongjoong laying in the room the next morning, not at all surprised to see that Seonghwa had left.

The redhead's eyes travelled around the room, his face scrunching in irritation once he realised what had happened. Lay sighed. He hated having to excuse his friend. He put a hand on Hongjoong's shoulder but all he did was smack it away. Without saying a word, he gathered his clothes and stormed over.

That was it. After that point, Hongjoong never went back to Overdose, he didn't even think about Seonghwa again, and if he didn't it was out of anger. All of which Seonghwa was completely fine with. It was a simple one night stand for him. Hongjoong didn't even cross his mind after that night and he simply went about his life. A slap in the face and a quick fuck weren't nearly enough to get Seonghwa invested enough to think about him again, not even for a second.

That was how years passed before the two collided again. Hongjoong beat his prisoner's until he was back to feeling nothing, and Seonghwa? He screwed just about every demon he came across just for the hell of it. When they met again, neither of them were expecting it, and they weren't happy in the slightest.

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For the past half-century, Hongjoong kept himself occupied with work. With the frequent wars on Earth, more and more fresh souls were pouring in. Some who deserved it, others not so much. They were all punished either way. Hongjoong had lost much of his drive to live. Every day seemed the same: Punish, clean off blood, go home, repeat. He couldn't even say he was sick of it because he didn't feel anything.

Hoseok was the only person he chose to interact with, and even then he couldn't even say he was truly present for any of their conversations. His friend repeatedly attempted to get him out yet Hongjoong always refused until Hoseok just stopped trying. It wasn't like there was much point anyway. Why risk getting played when he could stay in his comfortable routine?

On his way home one day, Hongjoong's brow furrowed at the sight of a woman sitting on his porch. Makeup ran down her pale cheeks and her purple hair was all over the place, she had clearly been crying. "Moonbyul?" Hongjoong muttered curiously. Hearing her name, the demon in question glanced up and sprinted full force at him.

"Hongjoongie!" She cried. Hongjoong stumbled back in surprise but didn't hesitate to embrace her.

"Moon, what happened? Are you alright?"

The woman sniffed, wiping the tears from her eyes. "I'm clearly not alright!" She shouted, making the younger flinch. "S-Solar cheated on me with some random fucking guy she found on the street and had the indecency to fuck in my bed! The damn bastard wasn't even attractive!"

"You don't find any guy attractive, Noona." Sighed Hongjoong.

"I need a rebound," Moonbyul wailed. "She told me she's been seeing him for years behind my fucking back! I need to show her I don't give a shit about her or her little fling!"

"Noona, you clearly do care-" Moonbyul wasn't having any of it. Without another word, she took Hongjoong's hand and split a portal into the ground. She shoved him in without a second thought and jumped in soon after. Hongjoong landed on the ground with a thud while Moonbyul floated down calmly next to him. She pulled him to his feet and brushed the younger off, grinning at him.

"Thanks for doing this Joong,"

"I didn't agree to anything-"

"You're the best Hongjoong-ssi!" Realising he had no choice in the matter, Hongjoong simply sighed at the older woman and gestured for her to open the large doors they were in front of. Moonbyul smirked, waving her hand over her face, an array of sparkles fixing her once wrecked makeup, before pushing open the grand doors.

Moonbyul linked arms with the barefaced demon, who was already tired of the entire situation and made their way through the thick crowd of people inside. Hongjoong had never been very fond of parties and tonight was no different. The low lights, the putrid smell of alcohol and whatever they chose to smoke, the loud voices, the lack of space - he despised it all. Moonbyul, on the other hand, was beyond in love with it all and was very close with this party's host in particular. You guessed it - Jackson Wang.

Speaking of which, the demon in question sauntered over to the pair, his eyes a usual and crazed shade of purple. "I'm pretty surprised to see you here Moonbyul," He remarked curiously. "Especially after what happened with Solar..."

"What? How did you even hear about that? It was thirty minutes ago!" Jackson tilted his head towards the corner of the room, where a woman with short, platinum blonde hair could be seen giggling on the lap of a man her junior.

"She's been talking about it nonstop," He leaned towards her. "She says he's ten times better than you ever were." Moonbyul's eye twitched, her hair shifted to a vicious shade of black when she pushed past the two men and stormed towards her ex. Jackson chuckled and took a sip of the drink in his hand. Eventually, his eyes travelled towards Hongjoong, the younger look rather bored with the entire situation.

"Have we met before?" Muttered Jackson. Hongjoong only shrugged at him, shoving his hands in his pockets while Jackson wracked his brain for why he was so familiar. "Oh! I remember now! You're the shorty Seonghwa was obsessed with, right? Yo, Hwa!" Hongjoong's eyes went wide. Before he could cover the chaos demon's mouth, Seonghwa had teleported over to them, chuckling.

"Did you see that Jackson? When Solar said she'd be angry, I didn't think she'd mean that angry! The poor girl's going to be destroyed!" Both laughed together and it took a moment for Seonghwa to finally notice Hongjoong standing there. The two of them kept their eyes locked before Seonghwa spoke. "Friend of yours, Jackson?"

A strange feeling coursed through Hongjoong's veins. His face fell and his hands clenched, teeth gritting at these simple words. What was this? Ah. Irritation. Long time no see. Seonghwa turned back to the younger, ready to say something, but a hand smacked across his face, sending him straight to the floor. "Remember now, Park?"

Seonghwa furrowed his brow. "No, not yet. Care to remind me?" He said with a smirk. Hongjoong didn't wait for him to get back up before turning around to storm out. Why should he stand around and leave himself vulnerable to this man again? Moonbyul got to destroy her girlfriend's ass, and Hongjoong got to go home. Five minutes in and his job was done (even if said job was just to stand around in confusion).

When Hongjoong got home, he let out the longest breath of relief in his life. That was more work than it needed to be, even though he didn't do much. Regardless, Hongjoong was happy to be back home, away from people and away from Seonghwa.

"Nice place shorty."

Or so he thought.

Hongjoong whipped around to find the demon of darkness sprawled lazily on his couch, a cocky smirk on his pale face that had Hongjoong nothing but irritated. "What kind of job do you have this kind of money, huh red?"

"What are you doing here?" Growled the smaller demon. It felt odd. Every time he was around Seonghwa, it was as if he just started...feeling. Mostly anger but he was feeling nonetheless. The demon in question shrugged at him, stretched before he sauntered over to Hongjoong. His eyes travelled around the expensive room. Dark granite floors, a beautiful chandelier filled with crystals and several costly paintings. Seonghwa wondered what horror lay just below them. After all, everyone had secrets.

"We didn't finish our conversation," He smirked. "And I hate being left to wonder how things could've ended. My imagination had a field day with you, red."

A deep growl rumbled in Hongjoong's throat as his hair flared. "I can't say the same. So if it's the same to you, I'd like you to leave." Seonghwa pouted at his reaction. Why was he playing so hard to get?

"Oh come on. I came all this way for you. The least you could do is show me something interesting." A threatening shade of crimson flashed across Hongjoong's dark face. Forcefully grabbing Seonghwa by the collar, he proceeded to drag the struggling demon up the stairs. They entered a bedroom and Hongjoong immediately attacked his lips. Seonghwa was too taken aback to put up a fight and was only left to gasp for air when he finally pulled back.

"W-What are you doing?" Questioned Seonghwa, biting his lip as Hongjoong held him against the wall and leaned in just before his neck. "I think you've got this all wrong baby boy. Remember last time? You're supposed to- Ah!"

He stopped himself when he felt Honjoong harshly bite his neck while his leg rubbed against Seonghwa's crotch. The older demon jolted at the sudden sensation, bucking his hips forward to feel more while trying to snake his arms around the redhead to gain more control. His movements stopped however when Hongjoong looked up with a smirk. "Nice try," He yanked Seonghwa over to the bed and pushed him down. "But when you're with me, you submit to your master. Do you understand, slut?"

His hand travelled towards Seonghwa's pants, sliding past his underwear and wrapping around his member. The older mewled in response, still resisting his advances, even when Hongjoong tore his pants off and began to suck his neck. He growled at the way Seonghwa was fighting and squeezed his cock, pumping it even faster. "S-Stop, I'm gonna cum." He wanted him to stop yet at the same time, Seonghwa had never been treated so roughly and enjoyed it so much.

He tried to arch up but a hand swiftly smacked across his face, taking him by surprise. "You said you were into it." Whispered the younger demon.

"M-Master." He finally whined out. Seonghwa could feel Hongjoong smirk against his skin and felt his face heat up at the little giggle he did.

"Well look at that, you can learn." Seonghwa looked away. The shame began to rise in his chest from giving in so easily.

"T-This isn't right...I'm supposed to be the one on top."

Hongjoong giggled yet again, only this time it was more playful. "No one said this had to be the last time Seonghwa." He leaned in close to his ear and whispered: "If you're a good little whore and do as I say, I'll let you do whatever you want to me." His tone sent shivers down Seonghwa's spine, and he loved it. "Understood?"

"Yes master."

Hongjoong didn't lie when he promised it wouldn't be the last time because, after that, they met again and again until it was a routine. From that day forward, it was always Seonghwa who took the lead but he found himself longing for that roughness again. He liked being treated like he was nothing, a toy for his master to use yet Hongjoong never gave that to him. It was frustrating to the point where Seonghwa would act out on purpose in the hopes of being punished. It always had the opposite effect though, as Hongjoong would tell him that sex was off-limits until he got his act together.

Seonghwa figured he'd just find someone else to give him what he wanted. It wasn't like they were dating or anything. Yet after that night, Seonghwa didn't want anyone else. He wanted Hongjoong.

Attachment was something he seldom felt, as it was for many demons in Hell, and yet here he was wanting to go back to him.

Unexpectedly, Hongjoong started to feel the same too. No matter how hard he tried, his mind kept wandering back to the raven-haired demon. He started thinking about what he was doing when they weren't together. One would even dare say he was jealous of not having him around. He tried blocking out these feelings by focussing on work but it only made him stressed.

It was as if Seonghwa brought some sort of light into Hongjoong's body, brightening it and making him feel things.

And he hated it.

Every chance he got, he took his frustrations out on whatever he could find. Hongjoong stayed late at work, slapping whips across prison's bodies or burning them until he could feel emotionless again. Nothing worked. His mind just kept wandering to Seonghwa and what he was doing or who he was with when he was sure the older demon could care less about him.

Yet that couldn't be further from the truth. Seonghwa loved seeing Hongjoong. He loved seeing him smile. He loved his soft giggle that was like music to his ears. He loved Hongjoong but he had no clue how to say it.

He spent hours attempting to get his thoughts in order, needlessly rambling to Jackson, Lay and Jinyoung, the ladder being oddly bitter about the entire ordeal, and running through steps in his head until he thought everything was perfect. "It's not worth it," Jinyoung grumbled. "You know he probably won't accept it, right?"

"What makes you say that?"

"Oh please. He works with the Devil. He's trained in being violent and uncaring. You think he could put up with your antics for more than a week?" Seonghwa glanced down at his words. There was an odd pit of uncertainty forming in his chest. Did he perhaps have a point?

"And what? You could?" He snapped back. A sly smirk slithered on Jinyoung's face. He cupped Seonghwa's cheeks and scanned his body, biting his bottom lip.

"You know I could," he whispered, bringing their faces closer. "Because no one can make you scream like I can. Isn't that right, baby boy?"

Seonghwa chuckled at him. "I wouldn't be too sure about that one, daddy. But I'll hit you up if things go wrong." The younger kissed Jinyoung's cheek, grinning. With that, he gathered his breath and headed to Hongjoong's place of work - the deepest floor of the Devil's Tower.

Hongjoong threw his sledgehammer against the wall, his chest building with pent up anger. He had just heard rumours of Seonghwa sleeping with his hyungs. "Isn't it suspicious that he spends so much time with them? I hear he's been saying things like 'I love you' or 'I'll never let you go' to them. And I know for a fact that he's been sleeping with Jinyoung." Is what Moonbyul had told him when she visited during his break.

He couldn't believe it. Actually, he could. It was Park fucking Seonghwa for crying out loud. "Are you alright Joong?" Hoseok asked carefully. Hongjoong turned him, his eyes glowing with fury, yet when he met his hyung's soft gaze he could only sigh.

"No...I think...I like someone..."

"That's amazing Joongie!" Exclaimed Hoseok, wrapping his arms around the smaller demon as he congratulated him. Hongjoong pushed him off though, looking down.

"No. I'm in love with an asshole."

"Oh...Want to talk about it?" Hoseok placed himself in a chair and patted his lap. Hongjoong looked at him in disbelief and shook his head but Hoseok insisted he sit. Eventually, Hongjoong just groaned in defeat. He carefully sat down, relaxing immediately. "Better?" Hoseok whispered.

"Yeah...Thank you hyung."

"Whoever this asshole is doesn't realise how lucky he is to have someone as great as you fall for them, Joongie." He placed a kiss on Hongjoong's cheek, making him giggle. Unfortunately, the wrong person happened to see.

Furious, Seonghwa yanked the smaller demon off of Hoseok's lap and dragged him into the hall, hardly giving him time to push him away. "What's your fucking problem, Seonghwa?" Hongjoong shouted at the older demon. He had Hongjoong shoved against the wall, his eyes fixed in a dark glare.

"I saw you with Hoseok," Seonghwa accused. "You think you can just flirt like that in front of me and expect me to accept it?" His words had Hongjoong's hair flaring with irritation.

"We're not together!" He rubbutted. "You don't get any say in what I can or cannot do with someone!" Hongjoong tried to storm off but Seonghwa wasn't having it. He grabbed him right back to pin him against the wall.

"I don't care! This ass belongs to me, and only me."

Hongjoong scowled in disgust. He tried to move yet again but Seonghwa's grip was too firm. "You're so fucking selfish." He spat. "Get it through your thick fucking skull: We. Are. Not. A couple! You think it's fine to just go around screwing other people the moment you get bored but the second I sit on a friends lap you want to tear the fucking building down! You're rude, rowdy, inconsiderate, bratty and you make me feel like shit because even though you're a dick, I can't get you out of my head!"

"How do you think I feel, huh? Of course I'm fucking bored, the only person in this entire realm who excites me is you! Do you think I want sex with random demons on the street? I need to distract myself somehow because none of them can even compare to you!"

Seonghwa shoved the redhead against the wall yet again, pulling his hands above his head before Hongjoong could even let his words sink in when the older began to speak again "And if you think I'm going to let that winged bastard steal you away from me you've got another thing coming."

His words were cut off when a soft pair of lips connected with his. There was a brief shock on Seonghwa's face but it soon melted away as their mouths fell into a comfortable rhythm and his hands went to grab Hongjoong's sides. The younger parted his lips to allow entrance to his mouth and let Seonghwa take full control. Neither of them had ever wondered why heaven was so great but for just a second, it felt like they had ascended to the highest plain possible.

They moved away from one another with light pants escaping their lips as they attempted to catch their breath, only to resume their kiss within seconds. It got much more heated this time, with Seonghwa picking Hongjoong up and the redhead wrapping his legs around his waist while the older demons left open-mouth kisses and hickeys on his neck. "Hwa~" Hongjoong moaned out.

"Just say it, just say what you want." Whispered Seonghwa.

"I want you Seonghwa. Only you." That was all the confirmation Seonghwa needed before he teleported out of the building and into his bedroom.

The moment they made contact with the bed, both didn't waste any time in stripping until they were in nothing but their boxers, attempting to keep their kiss intact as they stumbled to the bed. "A bit sloppy, are we?" Chuckled Seonghwa.

"Why don't you make it up to me then?" Challenged the younger demon. He grabbed Seonghwa's ass, making him growl at Hongjoong's cheeky smirk. "What? Not going to do anything about it?" He whispered, leaning close to Seonghw's ear. "Oppa~"

"Now you've done it baby boy," Growled the older demon.

Hongjoong gasped when he felt Seonghwa's teeth sink in against his smooth skin, his hands draped over his shoulders and he begged him to leave more marks. "Oppa~" He moaned. It fueled Seonghwa's desire beyond belief. He couldn't wait any longer.

He didn't bother with prep or stretching. Without warning, he tore their underwear off, angled himself right at Hongjoong's entrance and thrusted in at a fast pace, giving him no time to adjust. The older demon hissed at how tight he was but it only made it better. "Shit baby, you're so tight."

Hongjoong cried in pain but Seonghwa was quick to keep him quiet with a kiss. "Oppa," He managed to groan again. "F-Feels so g-good...hnng..."

Seonghwa smirked, snapping his hips forward over and over again. Hongjoong was a mess. His cheeks were red, his hair was messy and light tears of pleasure began to stream down his face. "Only oppa can make you feel this good? Isn't that right baby boy?"

"Only oppa," Hongjoong chanted again and again. "Ah! Oppa, you're so big inside me! You fill me up so good!"

"Oh? What about Hoseok?" The redhead shook his head against the crook of Seonghwa's neck.

"N-No...Only you Seonghwa...No one else..." He started to pant when Seonghwa kept increasing his pace. "Shit...O-Oppa~" Hongjoong whined through his breathy moans.

He felt the older smirk against his skin when he heard Hongjoong let out a high pitched cry once he hit his prostate. "That's right baby, remind everyone who you belong to." Seonghwa could feel the younger demon twitch around him as his breathing started to speed up.

He cooed. "You want to be a big boy? You want to wait for oppa to let you cum?" Hongjoong nodded eagerly. "Then cum for me baby boy," No sooner than he whispered that, did Hongjoong finally give out. His slick ran down his leg and he moaned in satisfaction - but that didn't stop Seonghwa.

He kept pounding into the poor demon, riding his high and forcing Hongjoong into overstimulation. He whined in discomfort but Seonghwa connected their lips yet again until he finally started to slow down. He groaned as he came inside the smaller man then gave them both a moment to collect themselves before pulling out. "What a mess we've made, huh?" Seonghwa laughed.

"Don't speak. Just hold me."

Yet the silence didn't sit well with Seonghwa, too many thoughts were running through his mind. He wanted to know what they were. As Hongjoong crawled into his arms and they got under the covers, Seonghwa began to wonder if he even wanted a relationship. Then what was this? Were they lovers? Friends with benefits? He turned towards Hongjoong, but the younger had already dozed off. Seonghwa chuckled, moving the red strands out of his face and pulling him close to his chest.

"Whatever we are, I don't care. I just want you to stay with me forever. Sleep well Hongjoong."

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"And that's how I met your father."

Each of the teens sat in silence, unsure of whether to clap or cringe. Wooyoung was the first to speak. "Right...Well...That was...interesting...Didn't really answer any questions though? We kinda just listened to you guys talk about having sex for an hour?"

"Did you really have to go into so much detail?" Groaned Jongho, his cheeks a deep shade of red while his face was buried as far into his hands as they could go. The somewhat uncomfortable atmosphere around the teens lightened at his distress, each of them giggling at his reaction.

"I don't think they went into enough detail," The youngest tackled him the moment those words left Yeosang's mouth and while Jongho throttled him, the other four moved into a much more pleasant conversation.

"Well Sannie, what did you think?" Seonghwa asked his son with a grin. San puckered his lips, thinking of the right way to put his thoughts into words.

"I didn't know you were such an ass father."

"Yah!" Hongjoong held him back before Seonghwa could get too angry, shushing him while he stroked his chin, calming him down.

"He's right though, I have no idea what I saw in you. But I don't regret anything for a single second." He placed a soft kiss on Seonghwa's cheek, grinning at him.

"Me neither."

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I fun writing this, not going to lie! Even if it was over 7,000 words long. Sorry about that everyone ^^; Hope you liked Jimin and Jinyoung because they'll be back pretty soon.