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A...gift from the Saja Boys?
Rumi frowns, clutching the box as if it might explode at any moment, as far as she knows, it could.
Beside her, Mira and Zoey grab their weapons, ready to deal with whatever comes out of those cardboard walls, and Rumi takes a deep breath.
The only thing she sees when she opens the flaps of the box is a bunch of t-shirts with the smug faces of the demon boys printed on them.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me." Mira lifted one with her fingertips, disgusted by its mere existence, and underneath Romance's face, there was a 'please call me, Pink goddess!' written in marker.
Abby's shirt wasn't much better, as it not only had his picture on it, but his abs as well, and a very inappropriate message about how he'd like Mira to lick them.
"Oh, Mistery looks so adorable here!" Zoey beamed, lifting the shirt in the air for a good look. "His face is so pretty."
Rumi was absolutely going to kill Jinu. What kind of evil plan is this? And why were his demons asking her girls out on dates? They were mortal enemies.
Rumi clenched her fists. A small rumble, which none of the girls heard, echoed in her throat.
Jinu was so dead.
"And oh! He has fangs! They look so sharp, I would love to touch them!"
"Zoey what the fuck? He is a demon!"
"I know, I know, but isn't he cute? Come on, look at his fangs! Aren't they hot?"
Rumi's own fangs sank into her lower lip.
No, change of plans. Mistery, Abby, and Romance were very dead. She'd just beat the shit out of Jinu.
Yes, that sounds good...
"Rumi?" Mira frowned at her, still holding a Saja Boys t-shirt—not Romance's anymore, but Abby's. It was no secret she had a thing for abs.
And you know what? Rumi also has devilish abs and sharp fangs. She's not going to let these guys beat her at her own game. She's everyone's type!
So with a snarl, she ripped the shirts out of Zoey and Mira's hands, and shredded them with her claws until only pieces of their faces fell to the ground.
So, at least to her, they looked much better.
After all, they didn't belong with Mira and Zoey. Rumi did, and even in death she wouldn't let them take that away from her.
"If you're going to fantasize about a demon, it have to be me." She hissed, stepping on the torn fabric just in case. She really wished it was Abby's smug face, but unfortunately, it wasn't (yet).
Maybe if she threatened Jinu, she could convince him to let her 'talk' to those three? Especially with Abby and Romance, who had directly flirted with Mira.
"...Rumi, what the actual hell."
Finally, Rumi looked up from where the stupid cloths were under her feet (just as their owners should) and looked at the girls.
"You are a demon." Mira looked into her eyes, which Rumi guessed must be golden, and then looked at the pieces of thread stuck in her claws. "And you decided to say it like that?"
She seemed almost...disappointed, but mixed with something else. Not that Rumi knew what, Celine hadn't taught her to identify emotions, but the opposite.
"Woah." Zoey, instead, bounced on her tiptoes. "Your claws are so sharp! And your eyes look so pretty like that. Can I touch your claws, please? And oh, your fangs too!"
"Uh, sure?"
Maybe the real demon was Zoey, because there was no way she could have been at her side one moment, and glued to her the next, cleaning the thread remnants from her claws.
"Can I do your manicure?"
"My what?"
"Manicure. You need to take care of your claws!"
"Hmm, yes?"
Her claws didn't sharpen automatically? Should she ask Jinu? He was the only demon she knew and she didn't want to kill right now.
"Oh, fuck it." Mira finally spoke, disappointment gone from her face. "This way of revealing yourself was great. I didn't know you could get jealous like that, Rumi."
"Well, I-"
"Wait, I'm not done yet." Mira smiled. "About that 'don't fantasize about other demons, just you' thing, I think I'd rather put it into practice."
Maybe Rumi had gone deaf, because there was no way in the world Mira would say that.
"Oh, me too! I want you to kiss me and bite me, Rumi." Zoey's smile widened, gripping her claws tightly. "Maybe scratch me too."
"...You two are crazy." Her cheeks burned. "Horny and crazy people."
"Did you really ever look at me and think 'she's normal'?" Mira raised an eyebrow at her and, well, no, but Zoey... "And you should know that Zoey has some... particular tastes. She wasn't exactly silent about her adoration of werewolves.
"Wait, you heard that?"
"Zoey, your room is next to mine, I can hear everything."
"Oh." Zoey blushed. "So you heard me...?
"Moan? Yes."
"God." Zoey closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. Then she opened them with a shaky smile. "Whatever, it doesn't matter, because now we're going to fuck!"
They were going to kill her.
"Don't say it so loud!"
Zoey laughed, grabbing her and Mira's wrists and pulling them into her room.
"Come on, I really want you to wrap those claws around my neck!"
Rumi choked on her own saliva.
"Zoey!?"
"You know what, I want to see that."
"Mira!?"
They were really, really going to kill her at this rate, and it would be totally worth it.