Mini Drama: Devil’s Tears: Son’s of Lucifer

 

          For the first time in history, the sons of Lucifer had gathered inside one country, one city, and one room. It was intense more than anything in the world. Although, they wore such a peaceful smile in their faces, their presence brought war.

 

          Mingyu and DK stayed behind their master’s back.

 

Wonwoo:

Go to your room.

 

Jihoon:

My food.

(With a straight face)

 

Mingyu:

Hyu- master, I think we need to serve them food.

 

Wonwoo:

Then, can you kill people?

(He asked with a sarcastic tone)

 

Mingyu:

Wh-what?

 

Wonwoo:

If you can slaughter people, bring me 1 each.

 

Mingyu:

Pardon?

They really eat people?

…

You’re scaring me.

(He tremble)

Can they eat pizza?

 

The8:

Anything available, son.

I’m hungry from my journey.

 

Mingyu:

What should I make?

 

DK:

Sh-should I make yo- you?

(He said in a trembling tone, assuming that the family of demons had already gathered inside their room.)

 

DK, a normal human being wasn’t thinking of escaping- actually, it’s not in his mind to escape when he had all the chance to do so. He could just have ran after hearing the truth, but he chose to stay- without Seungcheol’s influence- and that he didn’t know why?

 

Jihoon:

(Looked at the thin man beside the tall man)

He looks delicious.

( his mouth)

 

Jeonghan:

He’s not sweet, Hoonie~

He has no fat.

 

Jihoon:

Then what about the tall baby?

 

Jeonghan:

(Looked at Mingyu and smiled after his lip.)

He’s not yet ready, Hoonie.

I will taste him first and tell you when he’s ready.

(He said with a very y voice)

 

Dino:

Mr. Butler, do you have any refreshments there?

 

DK:

Ah- we- we have sir.

 

Dino:

Yes!

What type?

 

DK:

Type?

 

Dino:

Type O? A? B? and oh! AB is the sweetest!

 

DK:
I-I’m sorry?

(He gulped)

 

Dino:

Blood type, Mr. Butler?

 

DK:

Uh-ummm… w-we don’t have, sir. We only have cola or juice.

(He forced a trembling smile)

 

Dino:

(He sighed in disappointment)

I see.

Cola will do.

Please add more ice.

(Looked at Wonwoo)

Why don’t you keep blood here, Wonwoo-ya?

 

Wonwoo:

(Smirked)

I keep them… I am just waiting for the right time, Chan.

 

Dino:

I see.

(He sighed… and then sniffed the air inside the room- as he smelled the human’s blood)

Wine tasting blood, I smell.

(He smirked)

You know how to choose, Wonwoo.

 

          Mingyu was protecting DK as they backed out little by little because they could feel like they were the food of the brothers. That’s not the kind of role Mingyu wanted to be in this world. He wanted to have a more sensible life, more than just being a food for demons.

 

Wonwoo:

You know me.

(He chuckled)

 

Vernon:

Then, I’ll have one.

(Spoke in a slow manner)

 

Hoshi:

Mr. Butler, Please serve cola for each of us.

(With his playful smile)

 

DK:

Ah- for a moment, gentlemen.

 

Wonwoo:

Get out.

(He said with a straight irritated tone to Hoshi)

 

          Hoshi went to reach his hands on Wonwoo’s shoulder.

 

Hoshi:

My brother. Please have patience.

We’re just visiting you.

(His eyes roamed around the house)

You have a very good house.

I like it here.

It’s very comfortable.

(He smiled cutely)

 

Jeonghan:

Have you seen his collection?

They’re quite astonishing!

(He was proud of his brother’s achievements.)

 

Mingyu:

They’re not, though.

(He murmured)

 

Dino:

(His laugh echoed the whole place)

Your servant is cute, Wonwoo ya.

 

Wonwoo:

Don’t touch him.

(He warned)

 

Hoshi:

Is he that entertaining, that you won’t share?

(With a mocking tone)

 

          He went near Mingyu and before he held Mingyu’s skin, a sharp knife pierced his heart. Hoshi gritted his teeth in pain.

 

Hoshi:

It sting…

(He said scowling as he looked sharply at Wonwoo’s eyes.)

 

          The eldest had his blood flowing all over his beautiful suit. And it made him angry.

 

Hoshi:

My suit!

 

The8:

Oh boy!

Too bad! That suit suits you, though.

 

          On the other hand, Mingyu was panicking as he sees blood spreading on Hoshis’s white long sleeves.

 

Hoshi:

Ya! Wonwoo ya!

What’s that for?

 

Wonwoo:

(He smirked)

Let the party begin.

 

Jeonghan:

Omo!

(He felt excited)

 

          On the other hand, the tall boy rushed to the bloody man demon near him.

 

Mingyu:

Omo! Omo!

Sir you are bleeding.

Eotteohkae?

 

Hoshi:

(Looked back at Mingyu and patted his head)

What a sweet boy.

(With endearing smile towards the boy.)

Can you get the knife from my heart, boy? Please do it quickly. It stings a lot.

 

          Wonwoo once again threw a knife on Hoshi’s back and Hoshi was getting annoyed. He looked at him once again to remind him to behave.

 

Hoshi:

Brother.

(With his gritting angry teeth)

Can you please stop playing the game first?

I’m trying to get to know this boy in front of me.

Don’t be rude!

(He acted coolly and faced Mingyu once again and put on his smile back)

I’m sorry, boy. But you have to remove two kn-

(He stopped and pursed his lips when something pierced him again and took a brief deep breath)

Three now.

(He giggled)

What’s your name?

 

Mingyu:

Mi-Mingyu, sir.

 

Hoshi:

Call me Hyung.

Now, if you