doyoung rolled his eyes at his best friend who was hopping next to him.

two days had passed since doyoung's accident, and the boy now had to wear a cast on his nose to make sure it wouldn't move again and hurt him – but, let's be honest, he preferred his nose to be hurting rather than having all the attention on himself because of the weird thing placed on his nose.

anyway, it had been two days, and sicheng was still here.

doyoung had tried telling his best friend that he had to attend school in the human realm, because he had been enrolled there, but sicheng didn't want to hear anything about it.

so, here he was, hopping around and catching the attention of people around – even more than his best friend's nose.

"can you calm down?" doyoung rolled his eyes. "you're going to punch me in the face without doing it on purpose."

sicheng stopped jumping immediately, apologizing to his best friend for what he was doing, and once again for forcing him to participate in the p.e. class.

after that, both boys started walking peacefully again, following the two demons who were walking a few steps before them inside school.

this tranquillity didn't last very long, because as soon as sicheng caught a glimpse of a hot boy nearby, he got back to hopping around like a teenage girl, making doyoung roll his eyes.

and as much as doyoung wanted him to stop, he knew that sicheng never got tired of anything.

so, he let his best friend do whatever he wanted – as long as he didn't get hurt.

"well, well, well..." a voice interrupted their little walk towards their classrooms.

doyoung, jaehyun and yuta were the first ones to turn around, soon followed by sicheng who was oblivious of who the boy was.

"he's damn hot. very slim, but hot." he whispered nevertheless to his best friend.

"taeyong." jaehyun spoke, venom laced through his voice.

"i don't remember this school being mixed." he said, eying sicheng.

"you should know that, as the heir, i can do whatever i want." jaehyun replied.

taeyong rolled his eyes at his ex-boyfriend's words and diverted his attention on doyoung.

he approached the boy with a bright smile.

"now, poor boy... i heard what happened to you..." he said, cupping the human's chin as if he was a precious object. "it's so sad... i hope it doesn't hurt too much..."

"stop pretending like you care, taeyong." jaehyun spat, wrapping an arm around doyoung's waist and pulling him against his torso, allowing doyoung's back to enter in contact with all the very defined abs that composed jaehyun's body.

"the fact that i don't care about you doesn't meant that i can't care about him." taeyong replied, approaching the human even more.

jaehyun snapped at those words, one of his hands reaching for taeyong's shoulder and pushing him away, making him stumble.

"don't approach him, i already warned you." he barked.

taeyong snorted. "he's not yours, jung."

"well, he could be, lee."

doyoung tried ignoring his heart at this exact moment.

had he just heard that?

what did jaehyun mean by this?

anyway, these simple words had made butterflies erupt through his stomach, and he absolutely loved it, to the point he allowed his body to lean against jaehyun's frame – the demon still having an arm aroung him.

"so funny..." taeyong chuckled fakely. "i wonder what the human king would say if he came to know that his son had been brought to the demon realm... and more! if he learned that his son was betraying him by sleeping with their enemy's son."

sicheng gasped at those words. "what?! you're sleeping toge- "

"shh." yuta cut him, placing his hand over sicheng's mouth to calm him down.

"listen very carefully, taeyong." jaehyun growled. "as the heir to the throne, i have a lot of power. i could get you expulsed or killed if i wanted. you and all your family. so, i advise you not to play with fire, because i could lit it anywhere, anytime."

taeyong chuckled again. "you two are cute." he said. "enjoy your time together while it lasts then. one day will come, your parents will know, and you'll be separated forever... and this could be a perfect timing for the lee family to come and collect the crumbles of your realms to make a whole new one."

with that said, the demon turned on his heels and walked away, leaving the four boys dumbfounded on their spot.

sicheng was the first one to unfreeze by pushing yuta's hand away from his mouth.

"i don't know who this boy was, but damn, he sounds powerful." sicheng said.

"yeah. he's the lee son." yuta responded.

"they're the 2nd biggest demon family after the jung one." jaehyun explained.

"they seem like bitches." sicheng told. "hot bitches."

"they just want to get to the head of the realm. but i'll never let them succeed." jaehyun replied, his other arm finding its way around doyoung's waist as well for him to backhug the human correctly, and at the same time, provide him the warmth that he had been looking for for the past 24 years.

♨/❄

"TAEYONG!!" a loud scream resonated through the lee mansion.

"yes, dad!" the voice of the demon answered almost immediately. "i'm here!"

the young demon entered the huge living room of the mansion, finding his father sitting on the biggest armchair of the room – the one that almost looked like a throne.

"you called me?" he asked, tilting his head to the side.

"how are things going with the kim?" the father asked, taking a sip of a cold brewage in his personal golden cup.

"huh..." taeyong's thoughts wandered back to the conversation he had had with jaehyun and doyoung a few hours before.

"are you together yet?" his father asked impatiently.

"well... not really..." taeyong whispered.

"NOT REALLY?!" the man yelled, emptying half of his glass on the marbled floor because of his sudden movement. "i asked you to get with him more than a month ago!"

"y-yes... but... there are some... huh... complications..." taeyong replied, fidgeting with his fingers.

"some complications?"

taeyong gulped.

"he's... together with jaehyun... the jung heir... i think." he explained slowly, trying to find the best words to describe the situation without being scolded.

"fucking jungs!" the father yelled. "and you! can't you try a bit harder! our fate is in your hands, try honouring your family." he screamed at his son.

"i'm trying my best... but they're in love... it's visible..."

"threaten them! be mean! harm them! do whatever you need!" taeyong's father said.

"but- "

thayong was interrupted in his conversation by a loud growl.

it was his stomach.

he was hungry as hell; he hadn't eaten much at the canteen because he didn't like very much what had been served.

"you're hungry." the father noticed.

"y-yeah." taeyong nodded, one of his hands going to rub his stomach. the smell of beef that was floating in the air from the kitchen didn't really help.

"well, you'll eat when you'll be together with the kim son!" his father yelled.

"w-what?" taeyong's eyes widened.

"get out of here, and come back when you'll be able to do something for your family!"

taeyogn knew that there was nothing else to do.

he was used to this.

the demon walked away, his stomach growling and his head low.

if only he knew how to free himself from his father.

he hated being mean.

he hated being forced to do things.

but sadly, he was born in the wrong family.