Taeyong's pov

    "How do I turn them back on? I'm scared I'm going to accidentally hurt Jaehyun—"

    "You friggen shot him, Taeyong. And you didn't even care! You're far gone, but maybe we can still turn them back on. We would have to ask Lucifer for help—"

    "What is it my— Taeyong? You died though! How are you here?" Lucifer asked loudly, his voice booming.

    "I get reborn every century. It's kinda hard to explain, but I think I explained it well enough. Who was I to you in my past life?" I asked him. He smiled softly.

"I was your father. Your mother was an angel, the purest one out of all, and I tainted her to bring you to life. If you'll have me, I'd like to make up for what I did to the past you." Lucifer smiled. I shrugged my shoulders and nodded.

"Sure. But! But, you're not allowed to bring any harm to Jaehyun, mental, physical, or emotional. He's my boyfriend, and I love him." I smiled softly as I wiped away the stray tears on my cheeks.

    "Okay, fine. I won't hurt the little vampire, although he hurt me." Lucifer said. I nodded my head and turned back to Sicheng and Hansol.

     "How do I get my emotions back on?" I asked. Lucifer snapped his fingers with an eye roll. I felt my eyes well up with scalding tears yet again.

    "Thanks." I sobbed as Sicheng brought me to his chest and rubbed my back.

    "No problem, my child." Lucifer responded. I nodded my head and looked at Sicheng.

    "I have to go back up, now, don't I?" I asked. The trio nodded their heads before I sighed. I teleported myself into my house right beside a crying Jaehyun.

    "Aww, why are you crying, babe?" I asked softly. Jaehyun screamed and shoved me hard. I looked up at him, my eyes black, and snarled.

    "You know I hate violence unless there's a reason. Now tell me, what made my precious boyfriend cry? I'll destroy it!" I exclaimed and hugged him to my chest.

    "I thought you left me forever! It's been two months since you were last with me, Taeyong!" Jaehyun whimpered and hugged around my waist. I hugged him back and tangled my right hand in his chocolate brown locks of hair.

    "Hey, I'm not leaving you, baby. I was just in hell getting my emotions turned back on. You saw how bad I was, and I wanted to be better for you before I came back. I didn't want to hurt you again like I did. I'm so, so sorry, Jaehyun." I cried softly, my tears dripping down my cheeks.

    "I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay. Let's calm down..." Jaehyun mumbled and kissed my chest softly. I nodded and ruffled his hair happily.

    "I love you, Jung Jaehyun. I'm sorry I ran out on your proposal." I muttered and toyed with his right hand. He smiled and intertwined our fingers together.

     "I shouldn't have asked that way. Now, I actually have a plan. How about tomorrow we go on a date and I can ask you properly? Tomorrow is Christmas!" Jaehyun smiled widely.

    "I'd like that. Can we start planning the wedding soon? I want to be a Jung as soon as possible!" I smiled just as wide as Jaehyun and laughed softly. Jaehyun attacked my sides sharply with his fingers, tickling me.

    "Oh do you now? Do you?" Jaehyun teased me and continued his assault. I nodded as tears of laughter leaked from my eyes. I fell backwards on the couch and Jaehyun sat on top of my hips.

    "Of course I do! I'm in love with you!" I giggled as Jaehyun stopped quickly. He gasped and looked down at me.

    "You're in love with me?" Jaehyun asked for confirmation. I shyly nodded my head.

     "Of course I love you, you idiot! You're all I have left anymore, so why wouldn't I?" I asked. Jaehyun laughed and lifted his shirt to show the bullet wound scar.

    "You shot me thrice, but maybe I got mixed signals." Jaehyun laughed and shook his head. I leaned forward and kissed the scar.

    "I'm so sorry, Jaehyun." I whispered. He heard me and kissed my forehead.

    "Don't worry about it so much, it's not the first time I've been shot." Jaehyun smiled. My eyes grew musty as I hugged him tightly.

"I'm still really, really sorry. I know not having emotions isn't an excuse, but it's the truth. I just snapped and wanted her out of the way so I could have you again." I mumbled, my head low. Jaehyun lifted my chin with his finger and thumb.

"Don't be sorry, I'm okay, really. Don't worry so much my love. I understand that being a demon is new to you and difficult for you. I'm glad you have Sicheng and Hansol to guide you through it all. It's a shame Yuta couldn't be here to see you. He was your very best friend las lifetime, and he absolutely loved you. Before, Sicheng even had a crush on you," Jaehyun laughed at the end. My cheeks darkened.

"Sicheng used to like me?" I asked. Jaehyun nodded his head again and kissed my cheek.

"Yes, we even fought often, but I won in the end. He has Hansol now, and I have you, curse free." Jaehyun smiled and hugged me to himself. I curled closer to him in content.

"Thank you for fighting for me. Wait, so was my dream about prom real? I don't remember what you said; I was drunk." I whined. Jaehyun sighed as his eyes grew misty.

"That was your past incarnation's death, Taeyong. You dreamt of your own death. You died saving me, you idiot." Jaehyun cried again.