2nd floor

@〈 kang hyunggu 〉°ʇʞɹɯ the voice startled her. she was sure that at this time there'd be no one else around and she was sure she didn't see anyone when she was walking to her desk but perhaps her eyes deceived her. with the lights as dim as they were, it wouldn't be hard to miss someone lurking in the shadows. she turns her head to identify the source of the voice and finds herself biting her tongue to prevent a scream as she is once more consumed in agonising pain. flickering her eyes to the approaching figure, she turns to her chair and allows herself to relax when she recognises it as her boss an weak yet affectionate smile decorating her bruised tiers.

"hey, boss." she whispers meekly, her voice making it evident how exhausted being with yuto had made her. her hands reached for the handkerchief he offered, wrapping her fingers around the fabric and placing it over the wounds on her head, wincing unwillingly as her teeth dig into her bottom lip to stop her from groaning. "thank you for this, boss."

the question that left his lips made the hair at the back of her neck stand. she worried he'd punish her for being with lucifer and after the whole ordeal with him, she didn't really have it in her to go through another beating tonight. for once, she wanted to comply, give a satisfactory answer and make her way home to rest for a good month. plus, she didn't want to upset her boss. they weren't terribly close but she looked up to him and to know that she did something as petty as he did made her anxious that he'd be disappointed in her and perhaps fire her. no matter how bratty jennie was, she'd make sure to somewhat limit her actions so not to get fired. sinking into her chair with a shaky sigh, she attempts to offer the man before her a docile smile, deciding it was better to keep the previous events to herself rather than share stories of ing lucifer with her boss.

"oh, i'm sorry for worrying you." she pulls the hairband out of her hair and lets her hair fall past her face, hiding her eyes from hyunggu's so she didn't have to lie while looking at him. a forced chuckle falls past her tiers making her broken ribs shift in her chest and her eyes sting with tears. "it was just an overly playful client. i think i really one him over though."

[] it'S NOT AS LOng I'M SORRY

@〈 kim jennie 〉ʇʞɹɯ the warmth and serenity filled his lungs and entire being as they flowed through his bloodstream just being in jennie's presence. sometimes they just stayed as they were, in the comfortable silence where neither of them felt that they needed to voice out their thoughts and feelings and just needed the comfort of each other to get through a hard day. but today was a different story. the client had particularly pissed him off with his actions and his attitude yet mingyu could do nothing about it. he couldn't even kill him, as instructed by the higher ups. the man was apparently one of the top few contributors to their whole business, and that basically also meant that the bastard could do anything he wanted and get away with it as long as he didn't break any of the rules. that included putting mingyu down at any second he could with that brainless mouth of his. the demon kept in his lane, knowing there was a fine line he could cross any second that would lead to his demise in the pit, and so he convinced himself that maybe the man was a good and it would all be worth it. boy, he couldn't be more wrong. there was no satisfaction on his part, just straight up penetration and a one-sided release that left mingyu with nothing but pain and annoyance.

everything - what had happened, and how humiliated he felt slipped through his lips like a calm stream in the presence of his person. each word that rises up from his throat eases the burden weighing down on his chest, knowing how jennie always understood how he felt and how she knew the exact thing to make him feel better or even the best of himself. to say she was special was an understatement. with the amount of effort he put in to even get the female demon talking to him on a daily basis all those years ago, mingyu would go suffering through the whole of heaven before he leaves her side. there's always a certain sense of comfort resting in the pit of his stomach at the thought of him being the only person who truly knows her, how there's more to her than just the hot-headed demon her reputation represented her as. he wishes she wasn't so misunderstood, but a larger part of him wants to keep things the way they are with him knowing every crevice of her being and their souls belonging solely to each other. yes, it's selfish but in this realm it's commendable and it's what keeps his guilt at bay. besides, he's sure jennie doesn't mind it one bit. she seems to enjoy what her reputation entails and mingyu doesn't have the heart to go against her wishes. as long as they still have each other, there's literally nothing he has to worry about.

"if you're thinking what i think you're thinking, you better not do it. he's a powerful man, and the heads would have you in the pit before you even take action. i just need you here with me. that's enough."

@〈 kim jennie 〉ʇʞɹɯ [] IM SORRY THIS GOT LOnG hELP

stress - that was the only thing evident in hyunggu's mind as he scoured over the final proposals for their latest promotion, cracking his knuckles every so often. it was one of those late nights again - he'd always been rather fond of his employees, and despite the stress he'd no doubt receive, he still let them off early. besides, work was one of the few things that could stop him from thinking about a certain demon that would not stop plaguing his thoughts. he hated every moment when his mind was idle, because his thoughts would no doubt drift off to the stubborn prince he couldn't seem to let go of.

after a few moments, hyunggu stretched, rising from his desk to let his legs breathe, before he heard the familiar sound of the hellevator's arrival. odd. he thought he'd sent everyone home by now. scanning over his laptop one more time, he left the dark confines of his office, which had begun to feel stuffy. the prince was curious about who remained in the second floor; none of them were exactly what one would call hard workers. immediately, he spotted the familiar figure of one of his employees at her desk - it was jennie, if he wasn't mistaken.

and, she was bleeding? not exactly odd for one of his employees - after all, this was a company full of sadists and masochists alike, but what alarmed him was the hour. it was quite late, and if he could remember correctly, she'd disappeared from the office hours ago - it had been a lengthy session then. no wonder she was bleeding. somehow jennie seemed like one of the more submissive employees, like it would be easier to shove her around and abuse her. and from the looks of her injuries, he was right. "jennie," he called, walking towards her and pulling a handkerchief from his pocket. "you really shouldn't be getting the office dirty, blood is a pain to clean off - "

suddenly, hyunggu halted - dread creeping down his spine as the realization sank in. she smelled familiar. beneath the scent of blood and sweat and , he could smell it - the overpowering, intoxicating scent that he somehow hadn't forgotten after all these years. hyunggu did have a very keen nose, after all.

she smelled like yuto.

so that was where she had disappeared off to. the ing , probably pissing off the prideful prince on purpose just so she could him. a rush of fury suddenly overcame him as he plastered what was possibly the fakest smile he could ever muster, his eyes dark and flat as he tilted his head. "i was worried about you, jennie," he said almost mechanically, his tone making it clear that he was anything but worried. "where have you been?"

hyunggu couldn't help his fists from clenching - as much as he wanted to stay calm, he couldn't. the idea of one of his employees ing yuto when the prideful prince could barely kiss him without pushing him away was unbearable. he tapped his foot impatiently, waiting for an answer. he sincerely hoped jennie could provide a proper explanation, or he was going to go into a rampage.

@〈 kang hyunggu 〉°ʇʞɹɯ jennie leans back against the cold metal walls of the hellevator, her unkept hair and scruffy, ed dress shirt making it apparent what she had been doing, but nothing was out of the ordinary seeing as how she was a marketing employee. the only questionable thing being how much blood she was covered in. a few hits to her skull create open wounds that allowed the warm, carmine liquid to trickle down the side of her battered face, dripping on to the floor to form a small puddle by her feet.

when the lift dings faintly to signify that she had reached the second floor, she sighs in exhaustion and hauls herself out of the metal cage and towards her office while leaving a trail of crimson along the way, not bothered about cleaning up too hastily as she knew there was no one else around seeing as how it was long after office hours. as soon as she reaches her office, she falls back into her chair, allowing herself to sink into the leather and savour the brief moment of relief. yuto really hadn't held back when he was ing around with her, every time she moved she'd be overwhelmed with a wave of excruciating pain and with the amount of injuries there was, she couldn't regenerate as fast as usual. an impish grin tugged at her lips knowing that the demon stayed true to his words- she really was going to suffer with everything until at least the next full moon.

@〈 kim mingyu 〉ʇʞɹɯ everything felt natural when jennie was with mingyu. she didn't have to think about what she was doing or what she was saying because everything ended up right. she climbs on to the leather sofa and waits as he places his head on her lap, her fingers automatically reaching out to run through his soft locks, occasionally tangling themselves with a few strands. her eyes drop to his face as she trails her gaze along his features, taking in just how handsome he really was. she should've gotten used to it by now but there were still times when the boy would beam at her or stare at something idly, not doing much but just the sight of him was enough for her to pause in shock and admiration. "tell me what happened." her voice was softer now, but more stern and her words were blended with charmspeak, just to ease away any possible hesitations he had..

before coming to hell, after she lost her mother, there was nothing and no one in the world that jennie felt she would need to protect because there was nothing in the world that jennie didn't think was replaceable. of course, that was until she met mingyu. the demon was definitely the only thing keeping her from going full blown psycho. if it wasn't for him, she would've raised hell already- starting fights with all the princes at once. she knew that mingyu didn't really need protecting, he was strong enough as it was but she'd throw herself into the pit a million times for him because he truly is irreplaceable to her and she truly does adore him.

@〈 kim jennie 〉ʇʞɹɯ [] forgot to say but gyu's an orphan

though there's an evident sense of worry and care exuding from her pores that contribute to the warmth building up in his chest, mingyu could also pinpoint the side of her that rarely ever showed in his presence and even if it did, it was never directed at him. it was the fiery, impulsive half of her that he often worried about. rather than the actual acts, he frets about the repercussions she'd have to face, especially if said client technically didn't do anything - at least legally - wrong. hell (pun intended), mingyu was more than certain she'd even take on the big boss of the realm if she felt she needed to. it doesn't even take him a second for his thoughts to wander to the worst case scenarios like jennie being sentenced to earth and leaving him behind or experiencing a lifetime or torture or - "want to come and warm my lap up?" his attention promptly shifts to their connected palms and their loosely tangled digits along with the instinctive shuffle of his feet as jennie drags him along to the leather sofa in her office. it wasn't unfamiliar at all; mingyu often took naps there on his breaks while jennie is working on the little bit of paperwork that she has or off tending to a client. he wouldn't ever admit that he liked her scent a little too much but it really wasn't that hard to see. it smelled like the home he never had and he wonders how he was ever able to live without it. he settles himself as he usually would, legs extended out for his calves to hang over one end of the furniture while he rests the back of his head on his darling's thighs. a soft exhale of resignation settles on his lips as he gazes up at the ceiling, taking in his calm surroundings.

@〈 kim mingyu 〉ʇʞɹɯ at moments like these, when mingyu comes up to here like he has the weight of the world on his shoulders, jennie wanted nothing more than to take her into her arms and suffocate him with delicate kisses until all his worries, concerns and displeasure disperse into nothing more than a vague dream. but, the other side of her wants to find the god damn demon who had the ing audacity to cause such wrenching disdain upon her dear and wrap her slender fingers around their neck, waiting until they've released their last breath to cast them into the pit, but she knew that mingyu would never approve of such actions and she knew that what he needed was her to share his burdens and offer him her company, not to go wreaking more havoc than she already has. his expression makes a warm smile flirt with the corners of her lips, a familliar feeling of fondness bubbling in her chest. she drops her schedule and her pen and everything she was about to do- not that there was much anyway seeing as how she already had her last client- at the eagerness in his voice, sensing his genuine need for her and so, as her tone eases up returning to it's usual melodic self, the girl sincerly mutters: "i'm never busy when it comes to you." fingers reaching to find his before she laces their digits, tugging him along towards her sofa. "want to come and warm my lap up?" she knew he'd understand her words without any elaboration, so the query was more rhetorical than questioning.

@〈 kim jennie 〉ʇʞɹɯ the demon could feel himself physically unwind, the tension in his muscles loosening up as soon as his senses are clouded with the girl's scent. at times like this is when he's most grateful for his ability to utilize his heightened senses, ones far greater than an average demon and even those of higher status. it's something he's had for centuries and it's become a part of him no matter how he detested it at times. jennie smelled like a mix of tangerines and vanilla, and it almost always has a sedative effect on him whenever he gets too worked up for his own good. mingyu hasn't found anybody who smells as good as her - not that he wanted to. he's more than content having his favourite person with his favourite, distinct scent of which he can detect from miles away and find her with in just a second when he needed to. he's sure jennie appreciates that fact just as much as he does. "long gone by now, hopefully," he mutters in response, a grimace clear on his features and voice tinged with disgust. he tilts his head, pressing the expanse of his cheek against the softness of her palm and leaving him with a squished expression that suited his boyish charms. "are you busy?" he questions with an attempt at sounding somewhat normal and ends up just sounding like a puppy eagerly waiting for an owner's return that will never happen, but he knows his precious person could detect even the slightest abnormality in the tone of his voice no matter how much he attempts to hide it. it's never stopped him from trying though.

@〈 kim mingyu 〉ʇʞɹɯ the girl didn't even have to look over to know that the heavy steps heading her way belonged to her love. she stood there with her eyebrows furrowed, pen in between her teeth, studying her client list and weekly schedule, awaiting his arrival and although she anticipated a possibly back hug, she hadn't expected to almost topple over from his weight. she sways to the side, her heels not agreeing with the sudden added pressure but catches herself before dire consequences were to occur, her hands finding the sides of her desk as she grips on to it to balance herself. irritatedly, she huffs out and gets ready to turn to the other demon to give him a well-intentioned earful, but at the sight of his disheveled demeanour her heart softens and so do her features. the scowl that had originally etched itself into her face was quickly taken over by a concerned frown. the girl's voice turns soft and gentle, like a mother soothing her crying infant, fingers reaching up to frame his face as her thumb grazes itself against the apples of his cheeks in attempts to be reassuring. "what's the matter, baby? where's the who did this to you?"

@〈 kim jennie 〉ʇʞɹɯ damn right was he mad, fuming even. if you tried hard enough, you could see a glowing sheen of red aura surrounding his person, one that everyone tends to avoid because kim mingyu is not kim mingyu when he's angry. it's as if he keeps his demon locked away until something causes him to snap and the supernatural being claws its way out of the chains and onto the surface as it should. not even bothering to properly fix his clothing - buttons fit into all the wrong holes and his fly undone - he storms his way towards a familiar route, not bothering to accompany his client out or even bid him goodbye with that sultry glint in his eyes as he usually would to keep them coming back. mingyu could positively say he never wanted to see the man ever again no matter how much income he brought in for them. it's almost comical how he instantly simmers down, a whine crawling up his throat and ambience switching from a cerberus to a giant puppy at the sight of his beloved. he shuffles over, shoulders slumped and head hung low with a childlike pout on his lips before putting his whole weight on the other as a toddler would with his mother when upset.

@〈 lim sungjin 〉ʇʞɹɯ i've never been known for my subtly.
/replies in a dry tone, a brief laugh following.
/a brief moment of pleasure races across my face at the nip--but it's over too soon and with a completely resigned sigh, i lean back to search over your defined features.
i suppose i could join you. it's too boring to only stay on this floor. i want to see some different faces and bother someone new. it's more fun when you have someone to do it with to.
/sends a wink in your direction although i replace it with another pout.
are you sure i can't help? i can do more than answer calls and fill the coffee cup, honestly. i didn't get in here just because i'm a pretty face.
or maybe i did. i haven't asked hyunggu yet why he hired me.
/shrugs up my shoulders in a nonchalant manner
well, whatever.
/rocks forward to press a cheeky kiss right on your lips, having grown tired of talking.

@〈 ten leechaiyakul 〉ʇʞɹɯ /reaches up to tug at your lower lip with my fingers, running my thumb over your flushed couplets.
you make things way too obvious baby boy.
/delicately nips down on a patch of your skin, momentarily looking up to catch a glimpse of your expression.
oh i hate staying at my desk for too long, you should come join me on my daily walks around the office some time.
/raises an eyebrow in thought, smile turning into a half assed smirk.
really? and what exactly could we be doing that's better?
/hums softly in thought. i doubt you could help. be patient and wait for me, okay baby?

@〈 lim sungjin 〉ʇʞɹɯ /my full lower lip juts out a little at your statement and i let out a long-suffering sigh.
what gave me away?
/a weak shiver passes down my spine as your teeth graze over my neck and i have to suppress a needy noise in response.
yeah, i'd say so. not that i get really anything done because i never leave my desk--unless it's important, of course.
/my nose scrunches up a little at your answer and i lean back with a bit of a huff.
you better get done quickly because there's something better we can be doing.
/stops in mid-movement as i dart my eyes to you with a sudden spark in my eyes.
wait, do you need help with the client?

@〈 ten leechaiyakul 〉ʇʞɹɯ you look like the kind of guy that always needs attention. i'm not wrong, am i?
/murmurs softly against your pale skin, teeth lightly grazing over.
you're correct there, but we do our jobs pretty damn well so i'm not complaining.
/retracts away with a slight tilt of my head, lips curling up into a subtle smile.
need to tend to a client, but i'll be done with them quickly.

@〈 lim sungjin 〉ʇʞɹɯ i'll keep that in mind whenever i need someone to give me a little attention. /my eyes hood over, being lulled by the feeling of your lips along my neck. /i tilt up my chin, giving you a little room.
let's be honest, not much really gets done here.
/moves my hands down to your shoulders, squeezing them a little as my lips quirk up in a little smirk.
do you have anything planned for lunch?

@〈 ten leechaiyakul 〉ʇʞɹɯ well you're correct baby boy, you've come exactly to the right place.
/gives your waist a light squeeze, eyes fixated on the flicker of your pupils, tongue darting out of my mouth to wet the lining of my lips.
nothing much, but it seems you've given me something interesting to do.
/pulls your smaller frame closer onto my lap, leaning in slightly as i brush my lips against the base of your nape.

@〈 lim sungjin 〉ʇʞɹɯ i think attention is the thing i'm looking for. and you seem like the right guy to give it.
/my arms go up and around your neck, hanging there loosely as i bring myself in closer. /my nose brushes up against yours and i pull back a bit to flicker my eyes down to your inviting lips then back up to your warm eyes.
/your touch only encourages me to melt onto your lap with a smirk.
so what have you been up today, hm?

@〈 ten leechaiyakul 〉ʇʞɹɯ /glances up at you from beneath my eyelashes, eyebrows furrowing together at the sudden pressure upon my lap.
this seat was saved for you, glad you could make it here on time.
/leans back against the padding of my chair, hands coming up to grip at the sides of your waist, fingers slipping themselves under your clothing to caress at your skin.
did you need something? perhaps, me?

@〈 lim sungjin 〉ʇʞɹɯ /strikes my way over to you, my secretary desk at the front left abandoned as well as my responsibilities--what little i had anyway.
/i walk around your chair, fingers first dragging over your bicep and then across your shoulders before i arrive on the other side.
/grasping a hold of the armchair, i swivel it around to make room for myself as i drop myself right down on your lap sideways.
i hope this seat wasn't taken