HANDSOME DEVIL !

The flattery has him smirking even if it’s completely empty and pointless. After seven centuries though he’ll still take anything, people give him. “Well, it’s amazing that you have a great professor but still bounce between handing in half-assed papers and stuff like this. I didn’t even believe that you knew half the words used in this.” 

Jungwoo’s face darkens as rage boils within him. Tossing his belongings to the floor he lets his emotions get the better of him . Wrath taking over as it often did. “ I don’t need anyone to tell me if i can or can’t fuck you up bitch ! “ He hollers into the hall. Red is all he sees and he doesn’t wait to hear anything else as he attacks. A fist flying straight toward the demon’s jaw. His battered ego fueling the punch that goes straight for the face. Then his other fist swings for his gut. “ Don’t fucking mess with me!” Jungwoo continues to yell, his face heating up with anger. 

“sure,” her tone is flat, “would it make you feel better if i said it did.” hyeri does not care, her expression remains neutral-bored. jitae can twist her words as much as he likes to feed his own ego, it does not change that jealousy is the farthest thing from what she’s feeling. “it’s matters to me because she’s my friend,” anger seeps into her, eyes sharpening and narrowing, “i don’t want you messing with her anymore.” the siren says it simply, that is all she has to say on the matter. nothing more, nothing less. for her it is enough, enough of a warning, enough of a threat. if he tries to do any more harm to one of her own, she will step in and e n d him. nails dig into the wood as her fist closes, trails of sharpened ends being revealed. 

☀ –––– it could have been from the overwhelming sadness that kaspian felt at the moment, or maybe the fear from everything that he was going through tonight, but kaspian snapped at jitae, “no i’m not fucking hurt…” it was easy enough to say that siren was not in the happy-go-lucky mood he would normally be seen in. as the demon pats his shoulder kas couldn’t help but feel his eyes roll, “can you not,” he asked sarcastically, pulling away from the male. although it is when katrina’s name was spoken the sadness that he had seemingly pushed down rushed back to the surface. “why did you leave her ?” he asked his voice raising into that of a yell, “you should have stayed with her ! she could be hurt now or worse !” 

The familiar had gotten out of hell not that long ago , and yeah, he might have been way older than Jitae. Still, Jungwoo’s humored face was dismantled as his pride was struck by Jitae’s words. Anger tinting the tips of his ears red while his eyes narrowed at the demon in front of him. Who was he to act high and mighty? “ No one fucking saved me !” Jungwoo yelled out. Not bothering to take notice of the people who may have been around them. Out of nowhere, the playful silly Jungwoo was revealing a more aggressive and irrational version of himself. Wrath had always been an issue for the familiar.  Stepping up to the demon as he was now in his face, pushing against his chest with all his might, he challenged the other with his natural instincts for violence. “ I’ll kick your fucking ass ! you hear that , you little shit ! “

Keeping the amusement off of his face as he goes through Jitae’s paper once again was most likely going to be the hardest part of this whole situation. He leans back in his seat, the barest hints of a smile playing over his face as he taps the mess of sheets strewn over his desk. “I just wanted to talk about your latest paper. Considering its the best piece of work you’ve ever handed me.”

       THERE  IS  A  heaving  sigh  which  leaves  from  her  lips  whilst  the  fluttering  of  her  lashes  leads  to  eyes  which  roll .  katrina  can’t  help  but  look  to  the  other  with  agitation .  a  result  from  his  flirtatious  nature ,  as  once  again ,  it  rubs  her  the  wrong  way .  &  ,  her  arms  immediately  cross  over  her  chest  when  the  demon  lets  go  of  her  hand .  watching  as  he  goes  to  open  her  door .  suspicion  lacing  itself  into  her  gaze  while  she  observes  him  perform  his  gentlemenly  act .  but ,  she’s  convinced  he’s  this  way  with  everyone .  therefore ,  her  visage  remains  cold .  the  siren  eyeing  him ,  obviously  unimpressed .  “  you  could  say  i  just  have  a  feeling  ,  “  she  counters  with  a  forced  smile .  not  caring  to  hide  her  own  distaste  for  the  other  as  she  moves  to  take  her  seat  within  his  car .   but ,  she  pauses  as  her  sight  falls  upon  the  rose ,  &  instantly , her  attention  shoots  back  to  jitae .  a  brow  raised  almost  as  if  in  a  silent  inquiry .

         however ,  she  doesn’t  say  anything  &  instead ,  gets  into  the  vehicle .  the  girl  doing  her  best  as  she  attempts  to  appear  as  if  she  isn’t  phased  by  the  tacky  but  sweet  gesture .  though  growing  impatient ,  she  looks  up  to  the  demon  with  a  glare .  waiting  for  him  to  shut  the  door .  

jitae does his best to S T I F L E  his laughter as he pouts to the siren when she gives him that look once more. but, after shutting her car door he lets it escape. hurrying over to his side of the car, he gets behind the wheel shooting katrina a d e v i l i s h  grin. leaning over to FASTEN her seatbelt for her. another trick to win her over. the motion just another e x c u s e  to get close to her and an opportunity to see her reaction.  ❝ we’ve got to make sure the PRINCESS is safe. ❞ he teases before buckling himself. getting the engine started, he looks in his review mirror. not WASTING any more time as he backs out of his parking spot. putting his arm around the girl’s chair while he looks behind him. yet , another excuse to be close to the other. 

the way he smiles makes her way to roll her eyes so far into the back of her head she cannot see. it is the same. it has always been the same, even when the two met he was like this. it is nothing new, she’s grown up accustomed to seeing those smiles-on her mother, on her partners. the behavior bores her. but she is not here to be charmed, she is here to get answers. “i heard you were giving mei trouble,” hyeri begins watching his expression and waiting for his answer. a well groomed brow raises as she tilts her head staring back at him, “is that true?”

☠ –––– “must not know too much about me then,” angel laughed proceeding to toss a wink towards the women in front of him. “anyways, these two lovely women have agreed to have a little fun with us tonight… isn’t that right ?” he asked to the two females, who quickly replied with a bit of a giggle and nods. with a check of his phone, he saw that it was nearly 11pm, “since its getting a bit late how about we go ahead and ditch this place ?” he asked rhetorically, already taking the women by the hands as if to help them stand up. with a few words, he told them to walk out to the parking lot and jitae and himself would be right out. once they were out of sight he quickly pulled jitae aside and spoke in a quite rushed voice, “listen, if you want to come with… you can but i swear to god if you fucking pussy out, i will kill you.” angel assumed that the demon knew what he was up to, and he would be damned if his night was going to get fucked up.

“hey.” her hand slammed loudly onto the table, her voice icy enough to resemble the winds in the tundras. hyeri stands on the other side of the table, a shadow over her face as she glowers down on the other. it had taken some time, but once hyeri had found out that it was jitae of all people giving mei trouble, she immediately made her mission to go find the demon and chat with him. the demon and her were acquaintances at best, the two getting along well enough. but once the news hit her that he was messing with one of her own, all bets were off the table.

her lips curl into a snarl, sharpened teeth peeking through. “we need to talk.” her nails dig into the wood creating streaks. the siren wants nothing more than to tear his throat open, but she figures he atleast deserves a warning. // @jitacs

          WHEN HIS ARMS initially encircle her into his embrace,katrina’s first reaction is to push him away. however, something is wrong & she feels it in the way his arms tighten around her suddenly. understands it, in the way he suppresses a pained cry as he buries his face into her hair. &, it’s in that brief moment of realization, that she feels her body grow cold. her face torn with confusion as she’s pressed against his chest. yet, it’s only when he pulls away that guilt washes over her as the siren’s eyes widen at the sight of his injury. “ jitae… “ his name escapes her in bated breath. quieter her voice is this time, but she struggles to breathe. a sense of terror trembling at her fingertips. & her next words escape her in a blubbering mess. “ i .. jitae. i can’t. you’re hurt. i can’t just leave … “