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Twenty-two-year-old introduces himself as Junmyeon, greeting him with a beautiful smile causing Chanyeol to fall deeper.
Not wanting to keep staring, he helps Junmyeon by taking one of the boxes from his hold while telling him that he can call him Loey and that he is a year younger. Junmyeon takes the bed upstairs and is about to ask about school not until he trips on his shoelaces.
He falls from the stairs but Chanyeol is faster.
The boxes drop from their hold, books and stationery splattering all over the place. Chanyeol watches how small Junmyeon is in his arms. Small and adorable. The male peers up to the demon, round eyes gazing into both of his eyes with surprise.
Junmyeon tears up suddenly and Chanyeol becomes damn worried at the sight. "I thought I was going to die," Junmyeon laughs softly, rubbing the tears away, "It'll be such a waste if I die."
Chanyeol frowns, unknowingly tightening his grip around his soulmate. Chanyeol will never let him die. Not on his watch. "Um, Loey?" Chanyeol blinks. He feels Junmyeon patting his arms.
Chanyeol frees him immediately, looking away feeling embarrassed. He sneaks a glance at the male, only to see him holding in a laugh. Chanyeol sighs in relief.
He is about to pick the fallen items when his shirt gets tugged. "Thank you." Chanyeol melts from the shy voice. Nodding, he continues helping Junmyeon to clean up. They do not talk after that. Once it is afternoon, Chanyeol glimpses up and sees no Junmyeon.
Maybe he is sleeping. Chanyeol phases out and stands next to the bed where Junmyeon is lying. Oh, how adorable the human is with his hair fanned out, a fist near his face and his other sprawled across his belly.
It looks like Junmyeon flopped on the bed since he is not covered by the blanket. Maybe his soulmate did not even plan to sleep. Making Junmyeon float in the air, the demon takes out the covers before settling Junmyeon on the bed again, concealing him with the blanket.
Chanyeol smiles at the white rabbit printed patterns on the soft purple fabric. Everything is just so adorable about him. Junmyeon suddenly opens his eyes, startling the hell out of Chanyeol.
"Loey...?"
The demon mumbles an apology before fleeing downstairs to his own bed, quickly throwing the blanket over his head. Junmyeon is too sleepy to understand what happened but when he looks down at his body, he perceives he is tucked in his blanket.
Junmyeon peers down to the bed downstairs where the taller one is attempting to hide. He smiles fondly, yawning and rubbing his eyes before falling back to sleep.
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The next day, they head out together for breakfast despite the awkwardness. Well, for Chanyeol it is awkward. Both were arranging their textbooks last night so for the whole night, they did not get to talk at all. His soulmate seems normal though.
Maybe he has forgotten about yesterday. Chanyeol is the total opposite to Junmyeon's bubbly personality which makes him want to laugh. Opposites do attract huh. It reminds him of a demon friend said to him centuries ago.
He is not hungry but Junmyeon has forced him to eat so here he is. Watching Junmyeon eating his hamburger makes him full though. He admires his soulmate's outfit. The black cardigan with thin horizontal yellow lines makes Junmyeon look smaller than he already is.
"Are you going to eat or not?"
Chanyeol blinks. Junmyeon is frowning at him. Flustered, he takes four bites of the burger out of panic, almost choking himself.
When they are about to enter the class, someone tugs Chanyeol away with a pull on his inner elbow. Junmyeon stares at Chanyeol sadly which almost makes the demon drop everything in his hands and hold him.
"Be right back," Chanyeol sends a small smile before glaring at the person who dared to interrupt them. Chanyeol nearly spits fire at them. It is one of his not-related brothers from Hell.
"What are you doing here?"
Chanyeol scowls at the demon, arms crossing against his chest, "I should be the one asking you that." Kyungsoo grins demonically, "You really wanna ask?" Chanyeol maintains his glare.
"There are many pure souls here," Kyungsoo chortles darkly, "It'll be such a waste not to try them, don't you think?" Chanyeol rolls his eyes, exactly knowing what he means, "Don't get caught by angels or worse, reapers."
Kyungsoo snorts, "How about you? Oh, who was that cutie next to you earlier?" Chanyeol's eyes flash bright red, sending a knifelike gaze, "Don't you dare touch him." Kyungsoo bows his head, aware that Chanyeol is upset, "I was just asking-"
"It's none of your business," Chanyeol spats before leaving him behind. "Who was that?" A curious Junmyeon asks once Chanyeol sits next to his side. "Just an old friend," Chanyeol smiles which comes out forced. Junmyeon stares at him for a moment.
"They called you Chanyeol. Can I call you Chanyeol too?"
Chanyeol feels a pleasant warmth all over his face once his name smoothly rolls out of his soulmate's mouth. "Yeah. Sure." Junmyeon beams so brightly and Chanyeol wonders how he has not combusted yet.