The Demon
Part 5's

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Sohyun got off the bus that had driven him to the bus station near his house. He just went across and through the hall to get there. He continued walking, fortunately the pedestrian lights sided with him so Sohyun did not have to wait a little longer. He needs a quick rest today, his body and mind are tired.

Leaving his short legs all the way to his house, Sohyun occasionally let out a long sigh, he was tired after a day of study and experienced annoying times at his school.

Starting he had trouble with Changbin, and aish Sohyun did not want to remember him anymore. He really wanted to forget the events of today, even he hoped not to meet the young man who until now had not known him.

While he was in front of the cafe, Sohyun waved his hand inside, greeting someone at the checkout table. The realizing Jaehyun smiled widely and moved his hand hinting at Sohyun to get into the cafe.

Putting his breath out slowly, maybe he should stop by first before returning to his house.

Kringgg

The sound of the door bells rang when Sohyun opened it, he entered and immediately approached the counter.

"Just came home Sohyun-ah."

Sohyun nodded his head. His lips pursed cutely making the looking Jaehyun become anxious.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay Jaehyun-ssi. I ordered Taro's milkshake one yeah."

Jaehyun nodded his head. "Sit there,"

Sohyun said, with a lazy step Sohyun towards the corner seat adjacent to the window. Piling his chin on his hand, his one free hand took out his phone and pressed a few numbers before he brought it closer to his ear.

6 To 7 seconds Sohyun waited for his call to connect. Take a long breath. Again the number contacted could not be reached and asked him to leave a voicemail.

"Oppa, are you okay? are you having an affair? Yak, you want to die in my hands, oppa call me if you don't want me to kill and give me your address."

Bibs

Ending his voicemail, I don't know how many times he left a voicemail for the number he dialed. It has been two years since her boyfriend moved to Korea to continue his schooling, and it has been two years that the boy who is Sohyun's lover has never given her a gift, replying to messages or calling the man never did. Sohyun became suspicious if his lover had found a new lover here.

"You look very tired" Jaehyun said as he placed a taro milkshake on the table. Sohyun looked up his head looking at Jaehyun's face from this angle, ahh very handsome; thought Sohyun.

The man smiled so much that his dimple was visible. If his girlfriend can have an affair, can Sohyun have an affair with Jaehyun? The man was very handsome and kind to him, how could Sohyun not be interested in Jaehyun.

But, no. Sohyun had to throw away all his evil thoughts. He cannot cheat on his lover, and Sohyun believes that his lover cannot cheat on him. Maybe he's busy pursuing his bachelor's degree. Possibly

"Is there anything in school that bothers you?"

"Eoh?"

Jaehyun pulled up the chair in front of Sohyun and sat there. Both hands folded on the table, her sharp eyes fixed on Sohyun's beautiful face. The girl still looked beautiful even though the water on her face showed shock.

"Tell me if anything bothers you."

"Absolutely oppa will come to my school and help me if anyone bothers me?" Sohyun asked while dousing his taro milkshake.

"Not really." said Jaehyun while scratching his non-gatel throat, he laughed awkwardly and Sohyun just smiled lightly observing Jaehyun.

It silently observed Jaehyun who was still smiling awkwardly at him. The man looked really very handsome, from any angle Sohyun looked at Jaehyun's face, the man still looked handsome, the visuals were really very admirable.

The man was perfect, at the age of just 22 years, he had built a cafe and a place to live alone, Jaehyun was also a student at one of Seoul University, majoring in Law. Ahh Sohyun remembered that his lover was one University with Jaehyun.

"Oppa."

"Hm."

"Can you help me?"

"What help?"

"Please find someone, he's one campus with you just a different faculty. Could be yeah."

One Jaehyun's eyebrows shot up. Why should Sohyun ask her to find someone that the girl knows where she is.

"Why me and not yourself?"

"Because oppa one university with him. And I'm ashamed that if I'm the one looking for him there, how could I have searched the university while I was still wearing a high school senior uniform. Well oppa, it's been two years I haven't seen him and I miss him."

"Who are you Kim Sohyun?"

Sohyun was silent for a few seconds. He only realized that this request would invite the question that Jaehyun had just said. Biting his inner lips, Sohyun had twice done foolish acts, first kissing with the red-spirited young man and now asking for help to the man he liked to look for his lover.

Really stupid.

"Kim Sohyun's."

"Eoh."

"I'll help you if you tell me what you have to do with the person I'm supposed to be looking for?"

Sohyun's mouth opened then closed again. He wanted to tell Jaehyun, but he wasn't sure if it would help. What if Jaehyun immediately refused when Sohyun called the person his lover.

However, if Sohyun does not tell Jaehyun, he will not meet his lover. Maybe they'll meet on the street someday. But, no one knew when his imagination was coming true.

Subdues head. He did not dare to look at Jaehyun's sharp eyes when he was about to tell him the truth.

"He's my lover, his name is Kim Doyoung, a student of the faculty of art."

(*^▽^*)

Jihoon took off his school clothes, revealing beautiful shapes on his stomach. His hand opened the white closet, pulled out a black t-shirt and denim jacket, closed the closet door and put on his clothes.

He was silent for a few seconds, watching his reflection in the mirror. No, his face was the center of attention for his brown bead, but the vertical stitching marks on his white arm. Jemari Jihoon moved to touch the lump of stitched meat, he grimaced when the memory of where he got the wound, and how sick he was at that time.

On that dark night, Jihoon drove his bike very fast. His tears were rushing down his chubby cheeks, even the chewy cheeks were turning blue and the corners of his lips were torn, looking like someone had slapped a punch on his cheek. Jihoon continues to carry his motorcycle through the city of Seoul, without a helmet and sim. Jihoon did not care if that night he was hit by a truck and died in the middle of the road or arrested by police because he was caught driving a motorcycle under the age and without a sim. That's his goal tonight, end his life or stay away from his family.

His father was so evil to him, how could he do this to him. Jihoon loves Nakyung, but why should the beautiful girl be in a match with Woojin, and what? Nakyung asks him to be paired with Woojin instead of Jihoon.

The three of them - Jihoon, Nakyung and Woojin - have been best friends since they were children, have spent a dozen years together and have been a dozen years also Jihoon loves Nakyung. At first Jihoon did not bother if Nakyung did not reciprocate his feelings, as long as the girl was by his side and kept looking at him. Everything went well before tonight, when her father announced Nakyung and Woojin's engagement. Jihoon is clearly against it, he disagrees if Woojin is Nakyung's choice. He doesn't want the person he loves, to love the person he hates; park Woojin.

Park Woojin, take all what should have belonged to Jihoon. And Jihoon hates Woojin for it. Why is it that everyone never sides with him. Why does his family care about Woojin more than he does, and why does Nakyung have to love Park Woojin? Why not Park Jihoon.

Piiipp*

The car lights blinked in front of Jihoon, so he was surprised and slammed his steering wheel, lucky he could keep his balance. Damn it ...

Blammm

Jihoon jumped in shock when the sound of the door slamming was so rude, that it sounded to the top floor. Turning his eyes lazy, this might be the work of the ahjumma downstairs.

"Ahjumma can you close your door slowly."

Silent, there was no answer from that ahjumma. Jihoon thought the mood of the ahjumma was not good until he slammed the door of his house and did not answer his words.

Flicking his shoulders, maybe the option was right. Jihoon tidied his hair, then stepped out of his house. Not wanting to linger waiting for the ahjumma scolding, Jihoon chose to go and finish his affairs tonight. Her affairs were much more important than her waiting for the nagging ahjumma.

Jihoon went down the stairs, played his motor keychain with his index finger by twirling it.

Arriving on the first floor, Jihoon stopped his langakah. His mouth was tightly clenched, his eyes were round in disbelief, even the keychain that had been spinning on his index finger had instead fallen down, thrown right under someone's feet.

As with Jihoon, Sohyun was also surprised not to play to see the person he wanted to forget appear before him.

Sohyun's initial intention was to scold the ahjussi who had been disturbing his calm for the past few days. He deliberately slammed the door earlier, and invited the anger of the ahjusssi. Because Sohyun's mood is not good so he wants to vent it by scolding the ahjussi who turns out to be the young man he wants to forget.

If it becomes like this, Sohyun regretted raising his battle flag. He should have calmed down in his house, slept and forgotten his troubles. And if Sohyun knew that the annoying ahjussi was a red-spirited young man, it was better that he never served him in the first place.

Sohyun hurriedly turned his body around, pressing the key to his house. He wanted to go to his room immediately to avoid Jihoon. If he stays here, Sohyun doesn't know what will happen next for him.

"What are you doing?" tanya Jihoon noticed Sohyun who was constantly pressing the wrong password number. The third time Jihoon had heard the same tone, making his ears hurt.

Sohyun was too nervous and embarrassed to meet Jihoon.so he kept pressing the wrong numbers, his mind was suddenly blank when he met Jihoon again.

"Kim Sohyun's."

Sohyun was imprisoned in shock, the young man called out to him in his low tone. His fingers stopped pressing the password numbers, too surprised for him to find out the young man knew his name.

"Whoaaa we meet again apparently, I didn't expect if you were the ahjumma sucks it-"

"I'm not the shitty ahjumma you mean, after all this isn't my house."

One eyebrow Jihoon raised up, looking confused by the words Sohyun had just said. If this isn't Sohyun's house, then what's the woman here for and trying to suppress her password.

"Then why are you trying to open the door if this isn't your house."

Sohyun turned his body to stare at the annoyed young man before him. His cheeks turned red and Sohyun felt the red radiating to his ears. Sohyun did not blush at Jihoon's voice, but he returned angry and embarrassed.

Jihoon smiled obliquely, the flushed face back he saw after a few hours ago as they ended their hot kiss on the rooftop. Ahh remembers the kiss, making Jihoon want again.

Sohyun's lips were really opium to him. The tiny cherry-colored lips made Jihoon not stop to not taste it.

Moving her legs closer towards Sohyun, made the girl subconsciously step back. Sohyun's back hit the door of his house, there was no chance for him to step back any further. He was cornered, Jihoon was right in front of him, showing his unlucky smirk looking handsome.

Glug

Sohyun swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. His heart was pounding again, he was afraid that this morning happened again. And it was true that Jihoon tilted his head while slashing the distance between them. Jihoon smiled.

"I want to kiss you."

"Eoh?"

It was not Sohyun's voice, but the figure of the man standing behind Jihoon's back with one hand grasping a smartphone. Jihoon and Sohyun turned to the source of the voice, then found Jaehyun who was catching them both.

Sohyun felt able to sigh in relief, lucky Jaehyun came and stopped the action that Jihoon had almost done.

The red-blossomed youth distanced his body from before Sohyun, turning his body to look at Jaehyun who was always standing there with a smartphone in his hand.

"What are you doing here?" jaehyun asked as he looked at Sohyun and Jihoon in turn.

"I should have asked like that, what are you doing here?" jihoon asked back with both hands in his denim jacket pocket.

"Oh me, I want to return Sohyun's phone left in the cafe."

Sohyun turned to Jihoon for a bit before he finally stepped closer to Jaehyun and took back his phone.

"Gomawo oppa."

"Sama-sama, ahya, you guys are already acquainted. Sohyun introduces him to Park Jihoon the owner of the residence upstairs he also seko-"

"We've met at school." cut Jihoon fast. Sohyun turned his head to look at Jihoon with a sharp look. His gaze hinted that the young man named Park Jihoon had to hide what had happened to them at school.

Jihoon who realized the meaning of that gaze just rolled his eyes lazily. Jihoon was not told to talk about their hot kiss. Anyone who wants to indulge in it, Jihoon thought.

"Where are you going Jihoon?"

"Go."

Jaehyun just nodded in understanding? To be honest he did not understand, it was just that he did not want to extend his conversation with Jihoon. Talking long with Jihoon would only make him tired himself, after all his words would never be listened to by the red-spirited young man.

"Oppa, I'm in first."

Jaehyun turned to look at Sohyun, then smiled sweetly.

"Uhm, I should go down as well. Come inside."

After that Sohyun stepped near the door of his house, passing Jihoon just like that. With his mind back calm Sohyun recollecting the number of his home password, he smiled gleefully until jumping around like a child who got a balloon from his father.

"You said it wasn't your house."

Sohyun's pleasure ended when he heard the heavy voice he hated ringing in his ears. Sohyun turned his head around, staring at the cynical red-spirited young man.

"It's not my house, I'm just renting it. Wleee" he said, stuck his tongue out at Jihoon before he finally lunged into his house, locking it from inside his door.

Jihoon gawked in disbelief. He almost raised his hand about to push the iron door, if he did not realize the presence of Jaehyun who was still watching him. Clenching both palms in his jacket pocket, trying as hard as possible to dampen his emotions.

He turned his head to look at his right side. Jaehyun looked at her with both corners of his lips that were forced not to lift. Jihoon sniffed in annoyance, his long legs raised and mowed down Sohyun's iron door before he stepped out of place.

"YAKK!!"

There is no doubt that it was the voice of the apartment owner whose door was kicked by Park Jihoon.

Tbc