Sehun woke to the sound of… ? Is that what it was?

“Ooooh… ahhhh… OOOOOOHHH!”

That awful racket was getting louder and louder.

What the hell…? Startled, Sehun sat straight up in bed. He took one look at the source of the noise. The Hell, indeed it was.

Kai donned a white sheet with two holes cut out for his eyes. He was floating around Sehun’s room, oooh-ing and ahhh-ing like a tormented spirit. Sehun deadpanned.

“Oooo-“

“Hey, Beetlejuice, it’s six in the morning. Go back to sleep.”

“Damn it,” Kai groaned, pulling the sheet off of himself and ruffling his hair back into a more proper look of dishevelment. “Are you not scared of ghosts?” He asked in displeasure.

Sehun yawned. “Right now, my morning breath is scarier than you.”

Kai huffed, stomping his feet like a pouty child, and flew out of the room.

Several nights later, Kai slithered out from under Sehun’s bed. He saw that soft, warm hand lingering over the side, just perfect for grabbing. The demon restrained himself.

He drifted above Sehun’s bed, the mortal fast asleep at this hour. He watched him. Sehun’s chest rose and fell in time with his breathing. Kai placed a hand over the man’s chest. His heart was beating in a steady rhythm against the demon’s palm.

Kai sighed and removed his hand. He was… sad. He envied Sehun. He hadn’t met another human like this one. So full of life and simply not scared of anything, it seemed. Kai wanted to know more than anything what that was like.

He sank softly onto the bed next to Sehun. He lay on his side, propping himself on his elbow. He studied the human and his features. Wispy blonde hair covered his forehead. Sehun’s long eye lashes kissed the top of his cheeks and his pouty lips parted ever so slightly. His skin was milky and smooth, not a blemish to be found.

Kai hummed quietly. The human was actually quite beautiful. It would be a pity to kill him.

Sehun stirred and Kai froze. Suddenly, the arm hanging from the side of the bed whipped around, landing on top of Kai. He made no movements. Sehun found purchase in the small of Kai’s back and pulled him closer until he was flush against the human. Sehun nuzzled his head against Kai’s chest, eyes still closed.

Kai blushed. He blushed. He was a demon. And demons did not blush. It shouldn’t even be possible.

It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. And then Sehun let out a snore so loud that it could wake the dead.