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"Watch out! Can't they see I'm walking here..." The demon grumbled, barely avoiding a human with his dog.

"No." His friend replied. "They can't."

"I find it stupid..." The demon whined. "All I want is... flesh."

"Human flesh?" His friend asked.

"Human flesh." The demon replied

His hellhound barked happily, pushing its head into the demon's hand. The demon chuckled, ruffling his hand through his smoking fur.

"Yoongi, let's be honest. You just want to be seen." His friend chuckled.

"Never." Yoongi spat. "I can't believe you Jungkook, assuming me of such thing." He growled playfully.

"I mean... it sounds cliche, but as the son of the devil you do need to keep your standards high, and here you are walking Holly like a normal demon!" Jungkook exclaimed.

Holly barked at the sound of his name, his black smoking fur wildly springing into all directions as he shook his body.

Yoongi rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I know. Being Satan's son isn't easy you know, and everyone is like: oh yeah, I wanna rule a kingdom of demons." Yoongi let a short animalistic growl erupt from his throat. "It's not fun."

Jungkook tilted his head. "How so? Isn't it fun?"

Yoongi shook his head. "You should see my father in the morning. Tired, exhausted. He's becoming old, Jungkook. It won't be long before I'll be the one coming home exhausted and in the need for rest. It won't be long before I need to rule the politics and the land. Unlike earth, hell is more difficult than trying to keep a sand castle from getting sunken by the water if you built it at the shore." He said sadly.

Jungkook frowned sadly. "Dear Devils... It sounds terrible if you phrase it like that. And your mother... You still need a wife." He said, raising his voice in slight panic.

It was true. Yoongi could never rule an entire kingdom on his own. But being married never sounded appealing to him. He was born a single child, he's never been a social demon, even though many tried to reach him. He learned from his time in primary school.

Relying on someone was something Yoongi never wanted to do. He relied on Jungkook because he stood up for him. He relied on his father because he was family.

But relying on a wife...

He didn't picture it happily.

Yoongi shook his head. "I'm not ready for that." He spoke.

"I don't think you have much choice." Jungkook said. "You can't possibly rule alone! And even if a friend ruled, how do you know they'll listen?"

Yoongi frowned, growling lowly. "I'll be the devil. They must listen to me." He said lowly, a tone that caused shivers to run across Jungkook's spine. "They know what I can do if they disobey my words."

Jungkook sighed and nodded. "Sadly yes. You are powerful and lazy."

"I am powerful and lazy." Yoongi chuckled. "But I'm also not lazy. I like seeing and feeling earth with closed eyes."

Yoongi growled loudly when another human passed them, barely being able to avoid any touch with the human.

The dog however, stood still and barked right at Holly, who playfully barked back.

"Ugh, come on Nigel!" The woman cried in annoyance as she pulled the dog with her.

Yoongi frowned. His eyes glowing a fierce fiery red. "May the one who you see soon, cast a curse on your favorite shoe."

"Really?" Jungkook raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "A glue curse?"

"Woman like them are obsessed with fashion." Yoongi smirked. "It will teach her to treat her dog with respect."

Jungkook smiled. "You're smart as always."

"I won't glue your shirt to your chest." Yoongi chuckled.

"Oh thank Devils!" Jungkook breathed out. "I thought for a moment you were."

"Nah." Yoongi shook his head. "Let's go home. Holly has enough earth for today. Look at him!"

Holly barked again and shook his fur again, shaking the mud off him and getting it on Yoongi's clothes and hair.

Yoongi inhaled sharply. "I love my life. I love my life. I love my life." He growled. "I love my hellhound..." He smiled. "I can never be mad at you Holly! Come here!"

Yoongi crouched down and embraced Holly in warm loving hugs and pets, making Jungkook chuckle.

"You're Satan's son. The feared powerful demon! And here we see him in his true nature, petting a hellhound and being mushy soft."

Yoomgi snapped his head towards him, his eyes glowing red and growling dangerously at him.

Jungkook shut his mouth immediately. He should have known better than to call Yoongi mushy and soft. Than again, he did have soft cheeks... and a tender pale skin... unlike other demons.

"Ready?" Yoongi asked, his eyes fading back to their normal red, a gummy smile plastered on his face.

Jungkook blinked at him in shock and nodded. "Yeah... sure."

"Mister!"

Yoongi didn't turned around. This mister could have been anyone, until he felt a tap on his shoulder, and Jungkook was staring at whatever was behind him with wide eyes.

Now Yoongi did turn around, raising an eyebrow at the human who was looking at him. He turned around again. There was no human there.

Was he... really talking to him?!

"Mister, you dropped this." The young man spoke again, holding his hand up.

Yoongi gasped softly. In the palm of the human's hand lied his ring. His silver ring with a blood ruby. His father gave it for his one-hundredth birthday.

The human really was talking to him!

Yoongi gulped nervously and bowed quickly, taking the ring and muttering a thank you. His eyes were wide as he looked at Jungkook, begging him to say something to get them out of this dumb situation.

Jungkook, just as shocked as him, asked the one thing Yoongi didn't want him to ask.

"Can you see us?!"

The young man tilted his head. "Of course I can. Why would I not?" He replied, smiling a cute heart-shaped smile.

"Well, you see-"

Yoongi clamped a hand over his mouth.

"What is my eye color?"

"Brown... why?" The man replied.

"My hair?"

"Black..."

"My hellhound?"

"You mean your dog?" The human asked laughing. "This cute little fella is a pretty chocolate brown with pretty brown eyes and such a thick wolly curly coat of fur!" He said happily, crouching down and rubbing his hands all in Holly's fur.

Yoongi was baffled. "And... we look... human to you?"

The man nodded. "Why? What would there not be human about you two?"

Jungkook began to talk again when Yoongi shot him a dangerous glare.

"Nothing... Thank you for your... time. We'll be taking our leave human." He growled, turning around in a hurry.

"This human has a name." The man chuckled, smiling kindly. "It's Hoseok. Jung Hoseok."

"Min... Min Yoongi."

With those last grumbled words, Yoongi grabbed Jungkook's arm and pulled them away, Holly happily hopping behind them.

The moment that they disappeared from Hoseok's sight, Yoongi cast a spell, burning their bodies and reappearing in their home.

Hell.

Yoongi was shaking in the purest of panic.

And pure was not good.

"Bless this human!" He roared.

"We do not bless in this household young demon." His father chuckled.

Holly jumped up on the poor man's legs, barking happily.

"How did it go with him?" Satan asked, smiling at Yoongi.

"It went fine." Yoongi replied quickly.

Satan frowned. He had never seen Yoongi in such panic before.

"Yoongi?"

"A human male could see me." Yoongi said softly, his voice shaking as he stared at his father with trembling eyes. "A human could see me and it talked to me and it pet Holly and it had my ring!" He yelled.

Satan widened his eyes. "A... human, you say?"

"Yes, father, a human! A human by the name of Jung Hoseok touched me!" Yoongi yelled. "Am I infected? Am I blessed? What will happen to me father!?"

Satan frowned. "He touched you?"

"YES!" Yoongi shrieked.

"I suppose nothing special will happen." Satan said calmly. "Humans have no powers and they aren't threatening. Human diseases won't spread onto you. I suppose you're fine."

Yoongi sighed in relief. "That human held my ring. It touched me!"

"Did it feel strange?" Satan asked.

"No. It felt normal. But the shock got to me. Even Jungkook was baffled." Yoongi replied.

Satan frowned. "You don't suppose his family has a demon in his bloodline? His mother or father perhaps?"

"I don't know." Yoongi said softly. "I was so in shock I wanted to get away as fast as possible. I didn't get his scent."

Satan smiled. "Than there won't be such a big chance that you see him again. No worries."

Yoongi nodded softly. No worries... for his father that was an easy thing to say. But Yoongi had never had an encounter with a human before... How would he act around them if another one approached him?

Holly jumped around, laying down on the floor. Yoongi pet his head gently before going to his room, sighing deeply.

"Is everything alright, master Yoongi?" His servant asked.

"I'm fine Taehyung..." Yoongi mumbled. "I'm... fine."

"Do you need something?" Taehyung asked.

Yoongi shook his head. "I need some time to think."

"Very well." Taehyung bowed politely towards him and left, sighing softly. "Very well..."

Taehyung was impatient. But he didn't know what for.

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Hoseok smiled and waved at everyone around him, causing some to stare at him in shock. He didn't know why. He was just being friendly.

He smiled as he walked into the shop, well-know. However... for others... he disappeared.

"Jimin! Hello!" He greeted, waving happily at the bubble-blowing male at the counter, reading a magazine.

"Evening Hoseok." Jimin replied absently, popping his bubble and biting his lip. "What's up?"

"Nothing much. A guy's ring dropped today and I gave it back. He didn't seem to be... normal, so to say." Hoseok pouted.

"How so?" Jimin asked, raising an eyebrow at him in curiosity. "Was he hot?"

"No... well, yes."

"Good Hell." Jimin chuckled.

"Shut up." Hoseok smiled. "He asked me what his eye and hair colors were, he also asked of his dog and if he looked human. Called his dog a hellhound..."

Jimin hummed absently. His mind processed the words before shooting his head up and slamming his magazine down. "Wait, a hellhound!? And you could see it?!"

" ...Yes I could see his dog." Hoseok shrugged.

"Hoseok, this is shit you can't deal with! Trust me. The fact that you can even get here is a wonder." Jimin said lowly. "I build this as a safe haven. Not a shop."

"What are you talking about Jimin?" Hoseok frowned nervously.

"You're in deep trouble if one of those guys find out that you're hanging out with me."

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