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"For God's sake, Chanyeol. Fuck off."
Sehun glared at the young man next to him before continuing to walk down the corridor. Although the hands of the Devil started to smoke a little because he was getting irritated, the purple haired man still smirked at him.
"Is it getting hot in here or is it just you?"
Sehun wanted to smack his head against a wall.
~°~
It was about one week ago when Chanyeol arrived. It was one of the few times where Sehun himself sat at the reception to do a background check on the people and to welcome them. Usually, he let his assistant Junmyeon do this for him because of various reasons. People tend to get very intimidated by his stoic face and while it can be entertaining sometimes, some think he just puts on some kind of human mask and wait for him to turn into a horrible demon form or something like that. Sehun isn't sure either, but what he knows, is that this can get very annoying and if he had emotions, it would have hurt. Also, most people panic once they arrive and Sehun's way of looking at someone doesn't really help.
But the main reason Sehun didn't do the welcoming most of the time was that it was just a lot of work to talk to humans and being the lazy person he is, Sehun just wanted to lie down on his couch and watch some human TV-shows.
Junmyeon was actually one of the first persons to arrive in Hell and to say that he was scared of Sehun was a huge understatement. He was terrified of him. Whenever he saw him, his eyes would grow twice their size and he would just run away. For a while, seeing Junmyeon being scared of him amused Sehun to no end, but after a while it got annoying. Sometimes he just wanted to talk to him and ask him how he's doing. Sehun's not that bad of a person.
That's why he decided to make Junmyeon his assistant.
The first few weeks were pretty exhausting with Junymeon stuttering whenever he had to talk to Sehun, but after a while, he got used to Sehun. After an even longer time, he started seeing through Sehun. He was just all barks but no bites. He might seem very harsh and cold, but he wouldn't actually hurt someone on purpose unless they really deserved it. And after a fairly long time of being with Sehun, he knew Sehun was just a big softie behind a very thick and hard shell. Now that he's grown so accustomed to Sehun, he just acts comfortably. He even teases Sehun and makes his lame jokes around him. Sehun would just roll his eyes and ignore him. And although Sehun would never admit that, with Junmyeon he felt a little less lonely.
He's been alone all his life, before Junmyeon he didn't even know what loneliness was. It wasn't like Sehun was incapable of feeling, he's just never been introduced to emotions. He just hasn't realized it.
Junmyeon knows that and just leaves him alone. He is the only person that is comfortable around him and isn't scared of him.
That was until a certain Park Chanyeol arrived.
Sehun was sitting on the comfortable chair in the otherwise empty room. Usually, there was a desk right in front of him, so Junmyeon could read the files of the people coming in, but Sehun was the Devil, the boss of this place, he didn't need any files. A quick look would be enough and he'd know what he needed.
He leaned back in his chair and sighed. It really was comfortable, he sank right into the soft cushion. Sehun got Junmyeon the chair a few weeks ago after months of complaining about how his back was slowly dying. Soon enough Sehun got enough of his whining and got him a new one. He still remembers Junmyeon's reaction vividly.
"This. Is. Awesome." Junmyeon immediately sat down on the chair and closed his eyes. "Is this the paradise? I'm pretty sure it is." After a few minutes of mumbling about how he loved this chair, he stood up and before Sehun could react, he threw himself on Sehun and wrapped his arms around him.
"Let go of me or I will burn you."
Before he let go, Junmyeon just chuckled. "Whatever you say, big scary boy. I always knew you had a heart after all. And don't worry, I love you too." Sehun glared at Junmyeon like he was about to behead him, but the latter was already used to it and that look was like a default setting on Sehun's face. To him, Sehun looked like a big, pouty kid. Well yeah, Sehun is just a lovely brat in Junmyeon's eyes.
Sehun thought back to the memory almost fondly, which he would never admit. As if.
He was drawn out of his thoughts by the sound of the door opening. A young black haired man entered the room. He was wearing black, ripped jeans with a white shirt tucked into it and a denim jacket that looked like it was slightly too big for him. Around his neck, he was wearing a simple black choker. His hair was a little curly and big ears were poking out from underneath them.
From what Sehun knew from the human world, the man in front of him was probably considered very handsome with his big eyes and nice physique. Sehun doesn't find people attractive, they're all the same to him. But he does spend a lot of time with the human world and likes to study the behaviour of humans. He finds the change in humans over the course of centuries very interesting.
With one look he gathered the needed information. Park Chanyeol, 27 years old and photographer. Did nothing really bad in his life, might have gotten in a fight with a boy in high school, nothing major. Died in a car accident when the car was running over a red light. The usual.
"So... I'm in Hell, right? Are you Satan?" Sehun just nodded and took some mental notes. The main reason why Sehun was doing all this was because they just got this new technology where the people would just have all the information they needed implanted in their head, so there won't be unnecessary questions that have been answered a million times already.
Junmyeon was beyond relieved when he got the news about the new technology. Sehun can kind of understand him though, he sometimes hears him mumble "Yeah, yeah... This is the place called Hell..." or "Yeah, you're dead. I'm sorry.." in his sleep.
The technology would also take care of the grief they would feel, so they won't have to spend months, sometimes even years with sadness. Just like Junmyeon said, Sehun's just a big softie. He reasons that it's annoying to have people mourning in every corner, but Junmyeon knows that that's not the reason. Sehun wants the people here to feel comfortable.
"Aren't you tired?", Chanyeol suddenly interrupted his thoughts, a smirk on his face. Sehun only looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. Why should he be tired? He slept all day before coming here. "Because you've been running in my dreams all night long."
Surprised Sehun widened his eyes. What was he talking about? He couldn't have dreamed about Sehun, how? That was impossible. He didn't put anyone into a dream state for a while now.
The dream state is when Sehun lets arriving souls sleep until he wakes them up again to welcome them. It's a very handy system when he doesn't feel like greeting new people. Or when Junmyeon's resting or doing something else. He can't be doing that all the time. Sehun doesn't even meet most of the people, only when they are actively going to his castle by their own choice. It only happens rarely and most of the times people just want to have something. He doesn't really go out often, he might take a walk in the garden, but other than that he just stays inside.
But Sehun hasn't let anyone from Korea enter the dream state lately because Junmyeon has been pissing him off and he wanted to take revenge. The guy in front of him is Korean.
"What the fuck are you talking about? Tell me. Now." A growl escaped Sehun's throat and he couldn't quite manage to stay composed. He didn't understand what was going on and it irritated him. He always knew everything.
Chanyeol was still just smirking at him. "Wow, I really must be talking to Satan because you sure are hot as hell."
Dream..? Hot as Hell...? He has read this before, in a book. What was it called again? Top 100 ways to... To what? Suddenly something in his head clicked.
"Are you using pick-up lines on me?" Caught off-guard, Sehun couldn't maintain a neutral voice and his mouth dropped open.
"Absolutely." A smirk appeared on Chanyeol's face. "Are they working?"
This has never happened before, what was Sehun supposed to do? How should he respond? If he was honest, the whole situation seemed funny. What human was presented to Satan himself and started flirting?
Sehun took a step towards Chanyeol with the corner of his mouth lifted in a playful smirk. "Absolutely." Chanyeol's smirk turned into a cheeky grin, but before he could say something, Sehun let his expression drop into an expressionless face and cut him off. "Not." And with that, he left the room. He was done for today, he's seen a load of people now and every single one of them was perfectly fine. There was no need for him to continue.
Sehun was headed to his castle, where Junmyeon would be waiting for him. He'd tell him how everything went and then he could take a nap. That sounded like a nice plan in Sehun's head.
But after a few seconds only, a person appeared next to him. It was Chanyeol. "What do you want?" Sehun thought he'd already made his point clear. "You." Chanyeol answered bluntly, his smirk never leaving his face. "Well, I'm not interested." Sehun kept his straight face and continued to walk unbothered. "Why not? What's wrong with me? Am I not your type? Don't tell me you don't like guys, my gaydar is telling me you are."
"I don't have a type, I'm not interested in anybody. Also, your what? Gaydar?" Sehun turned to Chanyeol with his forehead wrinkled. "My gaydar? It ticked off the second I laid my eyes on this hot specimen." Sehun still didn't know what that gaydar thing was, but he just kept quiet.
He quickened his tempo to signal Chanyeol that he wasn't interested in talking to him anymore, but the black haired was stuck to his side the whole time. And he talked. A lot. At some point at "just lemme get that dick" and "just making out is okay too" he just shut his ears and ignored him.
Soon enough they arrived at Sehun's castle. "Wow, aren't you eager, already inviting me to your place." Sehun just rolled his eyes and turned around. "I'm not letting you in, bye." He slammed the door shut and walked away. While walking, he heard a faint: "I will come back, don't worry!"
~^~
"So, how did it go?"
As soon as Sehun entered Junmyeon's room, Junmyeon stood up, eager to hear what Sehun had to say. "Fine, everything's working." Sehun sat down on the couch. "Aaah, what a relief. Now everything will go much quicker and smoother." Junmyeon plopped down next to Sehun, immediately letting his head rest on his broad shoulders. Sehun sighed and put his arm around Junmyeon and pulled him closer to him.
Over time Junmyeon and Sehun started to have many cuddle sessions. It first started with Sehun walking into Junmyeon crying alone in his room. Overwhelmed by the situation he just stood there awkwardly and stared at Junmyeon for a few minutes. Just when Sehun was about to leave, Junmyeon stood up and walked over to him. He looked at Sehun with red eyes and then proceeded to hug him tight. And that's when Sehun realized what was bothering Junmyeon. He was lonely. He missed his old home, family and friends.
Ever since that Junmyeon would come up to him and ask for cuddles when he felt sad. And within the blink of an eye, they would cuddle even when Junmyeon didn't feel sad. It took some time for Sehun to get comfortable with cuddling, but now he even dares to say that he enjoys it. He can't really explain it, but it feels kind of nice to have his arms around someone.
"Oh yeah, this one guy today tried to flirt with me." A gasp left Junmyeon's lips and he sat up straight. "Wait, what?!" Sehun just shrugged his shoulders. "Yeah, he used some pick-up lines on me. I told him off, though."
"Why? You should've flirted back?" Sehun furrowed his brows. "Why would I?" Junmyeon looked him in the eyes. "Well, maybe you two fit really well together, you never know. Also, he's not scared of you, you should use the opportunity. I know you're a lonely grandpa." Lonely? He's not lonely. Besides, Junmyeon is annoying enough already, Sehun thought. That's also what he told him.
Junmyeon let out a shocked noise and looked at Sehun with a playful pained expression. "How could you say that? "I'm your only friend!"
"Friend my ass...", was the only response from Sehun. "Well, at least you could try to date him, it won't hurt. You might find hidden feelings you've never known of." Sehun just sighed. "You know damn well this won't happen. I don't work like you humans and I will not dating anyone, I don't need anyone. Period." Junmyeon knew better than arguing more about it, so he just talked about his day.
~°~
The next morning Sehun woke up by the scent of breakfast. He fell asleep on the couch last night while watching TV. Junmyeon must've put a blanket on him because he can't recall having that blanket before. Sehun stretched throughout before standing up and heading to the kitchen. Still sleepy, he was rubbing his eyes when he got to the kitchen and opened the fridge to get himself a glass of water.
"Morning...", he mumbled. "What are you making?" With his eyes still closed, he walked over to Junmyeon blindly to rest his chin on the top of his head. "Fried eggs with bacon.", Junmyeon answered. A smile formed on Sehun's face, he loved bacon. "I'm almost done. Sehun, have you already greeted our guest? Well, it's more your guest then mine." Sehun turned around confused. "What are you talking abou-" Sehun cut himself off when he noticed Chanyeol sitting at his kitchen table, a stupid grin plastered on his face.
"Good morning, Sehun." He emphasized that Sehun a lot. Great, now he knew Sehun's real name, beside Junmyeon and a few other early souls, no one really called him Sehun. To everyone else, he is the big, mighty Satan. "What are you doing here?" He was really confused, he never let him in, he has been sleeping till now. "Junmyeon let me in, right Hyung?" Sehun immediately turned around to said person, betrayal portrayed on his face. "Yup, I did." Junmyeon's back was still facing Sehun, but he could practically feel the grin on his ugly face. This motherfucker.
"What the fuck, why?" Sehun glanced at Chanyeol for a second (he was staring at Sehun without any shame) and then looked back at Junmyeon. "Because I want you to socialize more. When was the last time someone came to see you? For you. Not for some weird wishes, just your lovely presence. Now sit down, breakfast's ready." Sehun doesn't really know why, but sometime Junmyeon has this tone in his voice that made him do things. Just like that. He sat down without even thinking about it. He glanced a second time at Chanyeol, who was still looking directly at him, still grinning.
"I don't need to socialize, it's a waste of time. Besides, I am the fucking Devil, I don't need anything except me, myself and I." Junmyeon placed three plates on the table and sat down next to Sehun. "Sure you do." He just patted Sehun's still messy hair with a smile on his face. While Junymeon thought Sehun looked like an adorable puppy, pouting over having to talk to Chanyeol, said person just thought Sehun looked extremely hot with his hair undone, his raspy morning voice and the t-shirt that wasn't too tight but showed his muscles nevertheless. He looked like the perfect boyfriend.
Meanwhile, Sehun just rolled his eyes and wanted to smack Junmyeon at the back of his head, but decided against it, he was the one who made him breakfast after all and Sehun has priorities.
Chanyeol still hasn't said a word, so Sehun just pretended he wasn't there and ate his delicious bacon. Man, he really loved bacon. He started to relax after a while and just enjoyed the silence.
Until Chanyeol spoke up.
"So... Are you two a thing?"
Surprised, both Sehun's and Junmyeon's heads shot up to first look at Chanyeol, then at each other and then at Chanyeol again.
"Ewwwww, never.", they both simultaneously said. "I'd never date someone as dense as him, I mean just look at him. Sometimes I wonder how he survived without me.", Junmyeon added. Sehun looked at Junmyeon offended. "Umm... Excuse me? I am not dense and in fact, I am perfect in every way possible." Sehun only registered a quiet "true" from Chanyeol before focusing on Junmyeon again.
"Well, I can only remind you of the time I moved in and you were being so awkward, it hurt me physically. Another reason as to why you should socialize more."
It was true, Sehun has to admit. When Junmyeon moved in, Sehun had no idea how to behave. Should they only mind their own business? Should they set up rules? At that time Junmyeon got a little more comfortable around Sehun, but they haven't been as far in their friendship as they were now.
"Fuck you. I hate you." Sehun was done with Junmyeon, he knew Sehun too well and made a fool out of him in front of Chanyeol, who was supposed to have respect for Sehun. "I love you too Sehunnie~" He reached out to pinch Sehun's cheeks, but Sehun was quick enough to react and swat his hand away with a glare. He then gave him a last smile and gave his attention to Chanyeol. "Why'd you ask anyway?" Junmyeon looked at Chanyeol expectantly while Sehun was still mad over Junmyeon babying him in front of other people.
"Oh, just so I can make sure that my path is clear. I'm not a homewrecker or anything like that." Junmyeon was about to say something, but Sehun was faster than him. "Well, in that case, Junmyeon and I are definitely a thing." He put his arm around Junmyeon and pulled him closer. "Right,... honey...?" He cringed at the nickname but smiled at Junymeon nevertheless. Junmyeon just calmy scooted away and slid Sehun's arm from his shoulders. "No, we're not. And never. Ever. Call me honey again, okay?" For the second time this day Sehun felt completely betrayed. He just snorted.
"I'm just glad to know that Sehun's still available." Sehun glared at Chanyeol while Junmyeon snorted next to him. "I've never been 'available' and I will never be. I am not going to date you, forget it." He stood up and went to the door. Before he left the kitchen, he turned around one last time. "Junmyeon, I will remember this and don't think I won't get revenge. I might just take you comfy chair away." The last thing he saw was Junmyeon's shocked expression on his face before leaving the kitchen. He snickered to himself, he will definitely keep that image in his mind, for times he might feel stressed or just wants to have a good laugh. While still walking through the corridor he heard Junmyeon say something. "Don't worry about him, I'm sure he will warm up to you after some time."
And ever since that Chanyeol came over every morning and bothered Sehun all day long.
~°~
"I mean it Chanyeol, leave me alone." But the other one made no signs that he would follow Sehun's request. Sehun's hand were heating up, he was getting really annoyed. "Thank God I am wearing gloves, because you sure are too hot to handle. Literally." Chanyeol held his hands in front of Sehun's face and he was, in fact, wearing gloves and then pointed at Sehun hands that were glowing slightly. He had this dumb grin on his face again. That grin that made Sehun want to punch him because he always had that grin on his face and it already started to haunt him in his dreams. Whenever he looked at Chanyeol, he was smiling at him. How annoying.
This morning Chanyeol came with his previously black hair died a pastel purple, making his features look even softer.
"You like it?", Chanyeol had asked Sehun at breakfast while cleaning the floor. Junmyeon was already out going to work, but he let Chanyeol in before he left, thinking that Chanyeol would cook something for Sehun. But what he didn't consider was that Chanyeol can't cook for his dear life, but Sehun can't cook either so they resorted to just eating some cereal, nothing could go wrong with that. At least that's what they thought. In the end, Chanyeol somehow knocked the bowls over although he wasn't even near them and suddenly there was cereal all over the floor. Sehun noticed it before already, Chanyeol was seriously clumsy. He would always knock something over or trip over his own feet. Kind of like a puppy. Only without the actual cuteness and looked dumb.
As a punishment for making his kitchen dirty, Sehun ordered Chanyeol to clean the floor himself. While doing so, he asked Sehun about his hair.
"Yeah, the colour is nice, reminds me of cotton candy." Sehun was honest, it really did remind him of cotton candy and he actually really liked cotton candy. Seeing Chanyeol's hair kind of made him want to have some. "So will you date me now?" Chanyeol stopped wiping the floor for a second to look up to Sehun, a hopeful smile plastered on his face.
"No."