#straykidsdirectory

Genre:demon au,uhhh slight romance?

Pair:Demon!Changbin x Human!Reader

Warnings:mentions of death,no title whatsoever

Word count:1.5k

You don’t even know how you ended up at the improvised crossroad in the middle of all the tiny swings and slides of your old kindergarten that got closed shortly-after elementary school started for you-because of a termite attack.At this hour the abandoned facility which looked more like a wreck than anything else, seemed even creepier than in broad daylight when passing it on your way to high school.

The playground was the same as you remembered it-just a lot more rusty. The old monkey bar you fell from occasionally, leaving you with bruises all over your little body, had lost its color. Most of the swings were broken and the little wodden tables,littered with cigars,beer cans,and trash-the former kindergarten being a famous hangout spot for vandals and teenage drinking games.

You had peaked over the small colorful fence going around the backyard  to see if there was someone that could interrupt the business you were here to do,before hoping on the other side with great effort not to impale yourself on the sharp ends.

You hoped that the cigarette box you were carrying in the small backpack where all the needed stuff were stored, was proper enough for the summoning.After all you didn’t want to offend the creature before you even had the chance to make the proposal. You kneeled on the ground, old tiles scattered around the lot. Some of them had to be moved so you would have as much of an open space as possible,the action of shifting them to another place, making dirt stick uncomfortably under your nails.With stolid movements you pull out the red Marlboro box and start digging a little hole in the ground, the size of the cigarette pack.Once you put it in the little cavity and bury it, you stand up.

For the first time since your little adventure had begun, you could feel the anxiety in the pit of your stomach, starting to bubble up.This was your last hope.If this didn’t work...

But your train of thought was cut off shortly by a clearing of a throat.You turn around abruptly towards the sound, your heart beating fast against your ribcage.It was a boy.You tense a bit, squinting your eyes trying to get a grip on what he looked like, the absence of any lighting, making you wonder if you were in danger.Quickly taking out your phone, you turn on the flashlight, pointing it towards the still figure-the lack of movement making him look like a statute.With a strong but unsure voice you break the heavy silence.

‘Can I help you with something?’

A little snort escapes his mouth a little shake of the head following. The smile that spills on his face, looks more than uncanny on the low light coming from your phone. He takes a couple of steps forward towards you with a lazy strut,his hands in the pockets of his ripped jeans,the sudden awakening from the statue-like pose,making your body stiffen.

‘Shouldn’t I be the one asking this question, sweetheart?’the dark-haired boy exclaims, his red eyes boring into yours.

oh.

The only thing you could do is gape, a slight shaped ‘O’, permanently appearing on your face.You couldn’t believe, that a ritual you got your hands on from the internet, easy to find as if it was a recipe for mashed potatoes,actually worked.

The absence of an answer on your side,too focused on the situation unfolding in front of you,is unappealing to the hell creature standing a couple of meters away from you.A loud childish-sounding whine that every kid has mastered to a perfection when they don’t get what they want, slips past his lips, the moan not matching the dangerous look his,dark brown eyes held.

‘I usually become really grumpy when I get called for no specific reason, so you better start talking, because it would be a real shame to send my hellhounds after you to tear your cute face.’

His words seem to draw a response from you, the haziness that your eyes held disappearing, a curious look replacing it.

‘What’s your name? ’you ask, completely ignoring the threat of the nameless boy.

‘Wrong question.’ he says playfully, the dangerous childishness still apparent in his voice. In a second all of that is gone, replaced by a stern face, showing the emotion behind the playful answers from his side. When he speaks again, the coldness of his dark voice makes you slightly shiver. ’Try again.Careful this time. Remember, curiosity killed the cat ‘

’Uh,okay I,' you scratch your neck awkwardly,taking a look around the playground,as if searching the answer he wants to hear.

,I want to make a-uh,a-'you start,uncertainty prominent in your voice,but don’t get the chance to finish,the little laugh that the boy lets out of his lips,interrupting your splutter.

‘Obviosly.What else would you summon me for if it’s not a deal we are talking about?’ You scrunch your nose,a habit you have,and look down at your shoes,the brown nail polish at the tips of them almost scraped off and the yellow material dirty from the soil that you were kneeling in,a couple of minutes ago.

Is he reading my mind?

By the time you are able to collect your thoughts an formulate your sentence,he had taken a few big steps forward,now standing a few inches in front of you,his finger finding a place under your chin,making you lift your head and look straight at the boy’s face.

’So what is it, (Y/N)?Unrequited love,an outcast ,daddy is-‘

It’s your turn to cut him off, the demon’s sentence triggering something in you. You don’t have the time to think about how he knows your name nor do you care about his knowledge on that topic,the cocky demeanor of the creature standing in front of you starting to irk you.

‘It’s my sister’s death’ you answer curtly,not breaking eye contact. ‘-I want her back.’

Even if he notices the change of your attitude, he doesn’t comment on it.

’Interesting’the fiend retorts back, unsympathetically. ’How noble of you.To sacrifice yourself because of your sister’ he yawns and lets go of your chin harshly.He turns around, walking to his previous place, stopping with his back facing you. After a couple of seconds he turns back, the sophisticated look on his face disappearing, the annoying smirk that was glued on his rosy lips since the start of your conversation, returning.

‘I’ll give you 3 years,’ he announces.’-Then your soul is mine.’

You are ready to protest, that three years are not enough, but upon seeing the raise of his eyebrows and those lazy brown eyes, eyelids low-looking at you almost patronizingly, as if he really is reading your thoughts and is challenging you to oppose his decision, you stop yourself.

You think for a bit.3 years are more than nothing.That’s three birthdays and 1095 days in total. You don’t know how you are going to announce this to your 6-year-old sister. That you’ll be gone for a long period of time with no chance of returning. But that’s a problem for another day. Your main goal now is to get her back and see her grow even if it’s for a short amount of time.

‘Fine’ you answers tolerantly, extending your arm for the fiend to shake. For the second time tonight, the demon lets out a laugh, his eyes turning into little crescents.

‘That’s not how it works,babe'

You seem perplexed for a moment, before he moves closer to you, wrapping his arm around your waist, his chest brushing against yours. Your eyes become wide and the red that is painting your futures, travels to the tip of your ears, not being able to control your body language at such proximity to a boy, well, demon.You put a hand between your rib cages trying to distance yourself from him as much as possible, his strong grip around your waist not giving you much of a choice.He looks pleased with the reaction he drew out of you his smile getting bigger,if that’s even possible. You feel a strong urge to slap him across his handsome face.

‘There is no way you don’t know that the deal is sealed with a kiss,now is it?’

You answer almost instantly, putting your best toothy smile on and tilting your head slightly to the left like a puppy.

‘I thought I could in some way get around it’ you voice out, batting your eyelashes teasingly.

He chuckles and takes your hand that is positioned between your chests,putting it around his neck.’Cheeky girl,aren’t you?’he mumbles,his face getting closer and closer to yours.His lips barely ghosting over yours,a sly smile forming on the demon’s lips once again,making you drop the act, your breath getting stuck in your throat.He whispers one last thing before sealing the deal.