You're standing there, naked, in front of the mirror, in all your glory. Your eyes roamed your body, even you yourself can't deny that you're HOT. Many people had been wanting even just a little taste of your body, except for one.

Knowing that he's coming, judging by the scent clogging up your room, you decided to close your eyes. Seconds passed by and you waited and waited until the mixture of lavender and wood scent started to suffocate you. Opening your eyes, there you saw in the mirror, the hot Jinn demon sitting on your chair beside you wearing his black and gold suit with his red eyes almost boring holes on your skin.

The sight made you smile softly, "Where have you been, Mark Lee?" It's been weeks since you last saw him and to be honest, you were surprised to see the demon in front of you right now. Mark teared his eyes away from your body to look at you in the eyes. "We both know that I could go nowhere else except your house and the neighborhood who loves swimming on fire" You could see how he stands up from the chair and made his way behind you, wrapping his arms around you. Even with all that, you still felt nothing physically, that's when you knew that all you could do to see him is just through his reflection.

"You can't transform to your physical form.." You whispered that made Mark's eyebrow rose up. Judging by his reaction, you sighed "What did you do this time?"

"Nothing, just beaten up the fucker who jerked off while thinking of you with the kids."

"With the kids? Seriously Mark you should stop bringing Jisung and the others with you whenever your possessive ass kicks in."

"They insisted." He then started to kiss your nec-- I mean your reflection's neck. You muttered 'oh please' before walking towards your bed, making Mark whine because the bed is not in the frame of the mirror.

"No sex for you." You suddenly announced, earning a loud "WHAT?!" from the Jinn. "You know I could still have sex with you in your dreams, right?" That ain't gonna work anymore, hell boy.

"You know that I can control my dreams and that if I want you with broken and dislocated dick then you'll have it, right?" A shriek was then heard from the mirror, following a whine.

“And how many times do I have to tell you to just call me Haechan?!” He added, clearly showing his irritation. You and Prince!Haechan had been friends since you were out of your mothers’ womb in diapers. The two women became friends because your mother saved the queen, hyuck’s mother, when she was about to be killed by a servant that was paid by a traitor.