#celxluhan

♆ : Are they prone to violent outbursts or thoughts? 

Very and both. Even before Jackson became a demon, his temper wasalready explosive. Sometimes, the dancer can be a ticking bomb and the smallestthings can make him furious. Being the impulsive man that Jackson is also doesn’thelp this situation, as anything can wake up the fire in him. It’s not hard forpeople to annoy him and that is usually enough to make him angry. The man doesn’thave a problem in getting physically as he usually attacks to hurt the one whois against him. Jackson can be unconscious with his actions and that’s why mostof the times, he also doesn’t care about getting hurt. The demon can beaggressive, even if part of the reason behind this is his demoniac nature.About violent thoughts, he was plenty. However, Jackson can’t deny that heusually can’t keep these thoughts to himself for too long as he rarely thinksbefore he speaks.

☛ : What is their typical response to being given orders?

Send me !! for a threatening text

♕ : Holding hands 

“Xiaolu,” L.Joe whispered, leaning closer and practically hanging off the taller male’s arm, “Why am I here?” The younger boy pouted, pressing his face into Luhan’s shoulder to hide from the crowd of people they were approaching. He didn’t like to go outside of his home unless it was for food or business and yet here he was; dragged along to some odd social gathering by some rabid dog, he growled internally. Okay, so the mortician didn’t exactly hate Luhan - had no real stance on him - but he also honestly had no idea why he was there.

And L.Joe hated not knowing things. With the passion of a thousand fiery suns.

He was an information trader, for Christ’s sake, but he hadn’t paid any attention to parties, what was the point? As they walked closer he could sense a huge array of cambions; half of the ones currently in Seoul, perhaps? How strange and excited! The boy bounced on his feet and nearly head-butted his unfortunate victim in the process. 

“What the fuck, man?” The older cambion, annoyed, shook him off. Well. What had L.Joe expected when he had simply played eenie meenie minie moe and picked Luhan to pester? “Get off!”

“Nope~” He sang, slipping his long-fingered hand into Luhan’s larger ones, blinking at the feel of callouses. “You’re stuck with me tonight, Lu-lu!”

Fight — I’ll write a drabble of my character fighting with/against yours.

Jihoon doesn’t fight the roll of his eyes as he watches the boy square up to him. Half breeds...

He must admit the claws were a cute touch and Jihoon is quite fond of dogs, but not pups who need to learn how to behave and who their master is. Shaking his head he tuts softly before reaching behind him. Slipping his hand past the flaps of his blazer, his fingers circle around the handle of his gun and his thumb flicks off the strap before he brandishes it in one smooth motion in front of him on an outstretched arm. With the cool, metal tip of the barrel pressed against the boys creamy temple, he again shakes his head. He ends fights, he does not partake in them, especially not with cambions looking for a scuffle. 

“Don’tyou understand Korean? Should I speak in another language?”

The demon’s voice had an obviousharshness in it when he talked, staring up at the man in front of him, on theseat across from his. This cafe was actually crowded. The voices were mingled,so he highly doubted that someone would be able to listen to what they weretalking about. Jackson rolled his eyes slightly at how silly the other man wasbeing. This was something that Wang Jackson always hated to do – repeat himselfover and over again.

There was usually always a glass onJackson’s table. However, this wasn’t bar and it wasn’t even midday. For a meremoment, the man’s eyes went to the cafe’s window besides them. Seoul had acouple of cold days, but today seemed to be an exception. The rays of sun weretrying to peek through the thick clouds on the sky. Jackson didn’t have anydoubt that the weather would change in the next couple of days. This was theperfect time for this plan.

“我要你帮我.”

This time, the demon had used Chinese. For the firsttime in a long time, Jackson was actually grateful that his father had forced himto learn this as an extra class when he was still in school. At that time, hehad complained a lot about it. Studying was never his strength. His father hadalways pushed him to the extreme, but his brother had always been betterstudent than he was. Laziness was a big vice for him. Nothing seemed to be ableto break him away from this.

“It’s simple.You only have to distract someone forme. I’ll take care of the rest.” That was the only thing the demon said tothe man as his eyes returned to him, reaching for his cup of coffee on thecenter of the table. It wasn’t flesh or a human’s soul, but it seemed to beenough to distract him while he thought carefully about his plan. This wouldonly be infallible, if Luhan helped him. There was no turning back now and heneeded to find a way to convince the other man.

random sentence starters [✦]

Jin’s lips turn into a smirk, amused at how his touch could get someone so easily annoyed.

“Hmm? Really Lulu? Really?” The Cambion pressed on and teased the latter with his words. He loved how worked up the half-demon would get when he continued bothering him.

“So if I did this?” Jin raised a brow and held his hand up only to let it run through Luhan’s locks, ruffling his hair and messing it up.

The brunette soon stops with a satisfied look plastered on his face, feeling achieved of what he has done. Chuckling hard when he sees the man in front of him, hair in a mess covering his admirable face. “You look great Lu! I’ve never seen you look this good before! You should wear your hair like this more often! You’ll get someone in your pants in no time!