"what?"

jaemin widens his eyes as the fallen demon that was previously sitting in front of him stood up and walked towards him. jaemin backed away, dodging the glass ilsung had thrown.

"don't dare approaching him." donghyuck said, standing in between the fallen demon and his boyfriend.

his brows were furrowed, his fists clenched, and his eyes held rage and hate.

"fuck off, demon. this is something between the na and i." ilsung spat, throwing a punch that donghyuck managed to dodge.

"don't try playing games, ilsung. you'll die."

"i'm strong enough to beat the two of you, kiddo."

ilsung moved quickly, giving donghyuck a low kick before pushing the demon with all his force, making donghyuck fall and hit his head against the kitchen counter, making him dizzy.

"now, back to you, jaemin..." ilsung smirked, his grip onto his knife tightening.

jaemin took steps backwards, trying to find a way to fight back.

however, he got himself trapped on his own.

his back hit a wall as ilsung continued taking slow steps towards him, his knife in hand.

"my mission is almost achieved..." the fallen demon said. "three beings for one knife..." he added, looking at the knife he was playing with.

ilsung was now standing two meters away from jaemin.

he was smirking like a mad man.

this scared jaemin.

the human was too impressed by the situation to do anything.

he could have had time to run away and to react.

but his body was glued on the spot.

and donghyuck was on the verge of blacking out a few meters away from him.

jaemin felt completely lost.

"that's where your adventure ends, jaemin." the fallen demon whispered. "and so does the na bloodline..."

jaemin's heart stopped beating when he saw the fallen demon throwing his knife at him.

it was as if history repeated.

he had thrown it the same way he had done it two years ago, to kill his parents.

except that this time, jaemin wasn't just a spectator.

this time, he was the target.

this time, he would be the one to die.

the knife flew towards him in slow motion.

jaemin looked at it very carefully, seeing his whole life flashing in front of his eyes.

he recalled his happy memories.

as a child with his parents.

his birthdays.

the first competition he won.

his childhood crush.

his demon.

their first kiss.

their intimate moments.

the day they became boyfriends...

everything played in his mind at lightning speed as the knife was approaching his thorax, ready to pierce through the flawless skin of jaemin's body and tear his flesh open.

these were his last seconds of life.

everything would end now.

he knew it.

what he didn't expect was for a figure to jump in front of him as the knife continued its trajectory towards jaemin. this figure fell on the floor in a loud thud, allowing jaemin to register what had happened.

donghyuck was lying on the floor, his eyes half-closed, and the knife thrown by ilsung planted deep in his chest.

"DONGHYUCK!!!"

jaemin's world stopped turning when he understood what had just happened.

donghyuck had saved him.

donghyuck had been killed.

it should have been jaemin.

jaemin was the one targeted.

but donghyuck had scarified himself to save the one he loves.

and ilsung had killed donghyuck.

ilsung had killed the demon he loved.

jaemin's jaw clenched as his brows furrowed.

he was mad.

he was devastated, and all the hate that had bloated inside him because of the sudden loss had made him completely crazy.

NA had taken over his body.

and no one was there to tame NA anymore.

donghyuck was dead.

NA was alone with his madness.

"i hate you." jaemin said, his eyes darkening at each word he pronounced.

before the fallen demon could answer, jaemin jumped on him, making them fall back on the couch.

jaemin pinned him down, throwing many punches at the fallen demon under him.

ilsung managed to dodge some, and he even managed to hit jaemin, but the rage the younger was feeling made him immune to any injury.

the only thing on jaemin's mind was to kill this fallen demon.

to get rid of him.

in the most painful way.

as the two men fought as if their life depended on it, one of jaemin's hands made its way to ilsung's belt buckle.

he managed to untangle it and pull it out from his trousers.

ilsung pushed jaemin on the floor, making jaemin roll until he hit the coffee table.

jaemin smirked, looking at the fallen demon.

"you're so dead..."

before ilsung could answer, jaemin jumped up onto his feel, holding the end of the blet and whipping ilsung with the metallic buckle.

the belt hit his temple, making ilsung yell in pain.

jaemin took this opportunity to kick the man's guts, making him fall down on the floor.

jaemin's body was sore and badly bruised, but he didn't care.

he may be hurting like hell, he wanted to end this man's days.

ilsung had killed his mother.

ilsung had killed his father.

ilsung had killed his donghyuck.

ilsung deserved to die.

jaemin wrapped the belt around the fallen demon's neck, pulling hard to strangle him.

ilsung already had trouble to breathe due to jaemin kicking his sternum, and the thick leather belt pressing onto his adam's apple didn't help.

jaemin dragged the man across the room, pulling him using the belt wrapped around his neck.

ilsung was suffocating. jaemin could hear it. but it sounded good.

jaemin slightly released the pressure the belt applied on his neck to pull ilsung up and slam it against a wooden cupboard.

ilsung was coughing. all his strength had left his body. he had just been on the verge of life.

if jaemin hadn't released the pressure on the belt, he would have died.

jaemin opened the copboard's door slightly, putting the two ends of the belt inside before slamming the door shut again.

jaemin took a few steps back to enjoy the view.

ilsung still had the belt wrapped around his throat, and he was hung by the belt that was blocked inside the high cupboard.

he could still breathe because the belt didn't hang him above the ground.

jaemin didn't like simplicity.

ilsung could still tiptoe in order for the belt not to get too tight around his throat.

but tiptoeing was tiring.

he would eventually stop at a moment.

and that's when he'll die. of both exhaustion and suffocation.

jaemin walked towards the kitchen, grabbing two knives that were drying on the drying rack.

"this is for my father." he said, throwing the first knife at his left thigh, making ilsung scream in pain.

"this is for my mother." jaemin added, throwing the second knife at his right arm, on the red tattoo he had, the proof of him being a fallen angel.

jaemin ignored his yells of pain as he walked to donghyuck's body.

the human sighed, kneeling next to donghyuck's corpse.

he grabbed the tang of the knife that had been thrown into his chest, pulling the bloody object out of his body.

he stood up again, walking towards ilsung until his body was centimetres away from his.

jaemin tiptoed, using the knife to crave his signature onto the man's body.

he chose his forehead.

jaemin traced the letter slowly, without applying too much pressure.

he didn't want too much blood to come out. he could die before jaemin is finished.

the human took a few steps back to admire his artwork.

ilsung's body was a mess, blood dripping from his left thigh, his right arm, and his forehead, where the word '𝙽𝙰𝙽𝙰' was carved.

"and this is for donghyuck." jaemin said, throwing the last knife at ilsung's neck, just under the belt.

and that's it.

he was dead.

jaemin ran back to donghyuck's corpse, the adrenaline slowly getting out of his body as he measured the consequences of ilsung's acts.

donghyuck was dead.

jaemin had lost another person he loved.

donghyuck's theory was confirmed. it's always the ones you love who leave you first...

jaemin cried, placing his hand onto donghyuck's open chest, not caring one bit if donghyuck's blood was staining his body.

"i-i'm sorry donghyuck..." he said, resting his head against the demon's cold shoulder. "i couldn't save you..."