The Demon's Angelic Love

Azren just realized that Michy had never shown his upper body in public.

In the human world, women strangely could go crazy when they saw men's upper bodies without the cover of any fabric. That was why male celebrities often appeared on magazines shirtless to show off their broad chest and toned abs.

But, Michy was not the same as those celebrities because he never took off his shirt in public. Azren didn't know if it was because of the idol's will or it was because of the policy in Seventius.

Azren only knew that it was the first time he saw more skins of the idol being exposed to the cold air. At that moment, he could see the primrose tattoo.

'Maybe Michy didn't want to appear shirtless because of the tattoo? He's still underage, and having a tattoo would gain a negative response from the public, right?' Azren wondered, but he didn't dare to voice it because the idol probably would say that it was not his business.

Now that he saw the tattoo on the idol's body, he couldn't stop himself from frowning. The tattoo was small, probably the size did not even reach eight centimeters. However, for a youngster like Michy to have the courage to make a tattoo on his body, that was still something big.

Michy had not even reached his legal age yet, but he dared to make a tattoo like that. Azren couldn't help but wonder again, 'Did his late parents know about the tattoo? And how about his uncle, Felice, and CM? For an idol like him, a tattoo is a big deal, right?'

If Michy was an adult, then a tattoo wouldn't be a big deal for idols. However, Michy was still considered underage, and a tattoo like that could bring more problems for the idol.

"I indeed can't guess Michy at all. He's so unpredictable," the demon murmured as he shook his head.

"What are you doing there?"

Azren almost jumped in surprise when he heard the husky voice greet his ears. He shifted his gaze to the side to find a pair of blue eyes staring at him in an interrogating manner.

Oh, Azren just realized that he was still bending his body so that he could see a clearer picture of the tattoo on the idol's waist!

The position was so awkward, and Azren immediately straightened his body again while flashing a stiff smile at the idol.

"Your milk is ready, Michy," Azren tried to cover the awkward situation with an innocent answer.

"I heard your voice just now. You said that I was unpredictable, and I'm sure that it's not only about the milk."

"..." Azren fell silent because the idol even managed to hear his murmur earlier.

Even if he was a demon, Azren often felt uncomfortable when he had to lie, and that was why he decided to end his lies now.

"I... I saw your tattoo, Michy," the blonde answered the question honestly.

The voice sounded hesitant because the owner was worried that the human wouldn't like it if he found the tattoo, and he was patiently waiting for the human to respond.

However, Michy didn't immediately respond, and instead, he brought his body to sit on the couch. "Give me the milk," he ordered as he looked up at Azren, who was standing in front of him.

Not forgetting, the idol also pulled down the hem of his shirt so it once again covered his body properly.

Azren didn't want to get scolded by the idol, and he quickly handed over the glass of milk to the idol.

Michy accepted the glass, but instead of immediately drinking the content with chocolate flavor, the idol was still staring at the blonde. "Sit here," he continued while patting the empty spot next to him.

Azren didn't have any choice but to comply with his boss' order.

After the demon sat next to him, Michy finally brought the glass of chocolate milk to his lips and started sipping the liquid content. The blonde could only stare at the human silently.

Azren didn't eat dinner too, and he was actually hungry. However, he knew that he had another business to do tonight, and he intended to skip dinner for real. He would just eat to his heart content tomorrow morning.

'Ah, right. I've returned to this house, but I can't go to my room immediately. Is Gizach waiting for me in my room?' Remembering about the agreement he made with Gizach earlier, Azren started wondering again.

It was him who needed Gizach to answer his questions, so if the red-haired demon couldn't wait for him any longer, the demon probably would leave his room.

'It's okay even if he had left my room. I saw him in the Seventius building tonight, so probably I would see him again soon. I have a bad feeling about his appearance, but he's the only one who can answer my question.'

Azren was still busy with his thought, and at that moment, Michy already finished drinking. After emptying the glass, Michy put the glass on the coffee table.

The contact between the glass and the table made a slight sound, and the sound was enough to break Azren's reverie.

When the demon focused his emerald eyes on the idol again, he found the idol wiping his lips with the back of his hand. Michy was like an innocent kid with the gesture, but for some reason, Azren thought that the gesture was kind of sexy.

"That's not a tattoo."

One surprising sentence escape the silver-haired idol's mouth, and Azren looked puzzled when he heard the sentence.

Noticing that the blonde was clueless, Michy turned to him and added, "You said that you saw my tattoo earlier, right? That's not a tattoo, but that's a birthmark."

It turned out Michy was explaining the primrose 'tattoo' on the waist, but the explanation was like a joke in Azren's ears. That was why he started chuckling upon hearing the explanation.

"You don't need to be shy, Michy," said the blonde demon. "I know that you like primrose so much, and I understand if you would go to the extent to make a tattoo of primrose on your body. I just didn't expect that you would be this bold when you're still this young."

"..."

Azren just spoke at length, but Michy was speechless when he heard the statement.

Perhaps Michy could see that Azren was taking his words as a joke, and it annoyed him a little.

"Do you think I lied to you?" The idol questioned him darkly, and Azren finally stopped chuckling.

"You're telling the truth?" The blonde demon seemed to realize his mistake, and he guiltily stared at the shorter boy. "I didn't mean to accuse you of lying, Michy. The thing on your waist is just like a tattoo, so I thought you were just trying to cover it."

If Michy was indeed telling the truth, then Azren probably had indeed offended the idol with his accusations earlier.

"It's okay if you don't believe in my words. In your eyes, I'm just a troublemaker who could even lie to his fans, right? Of course, lying to you wouldn't be difficult for me. After all, you're just a useless assistant who doesn't have any meaning in my life."

Michy just threw thousands of needles to Azren's heart, and the owner of the heart could only shut his mouth upon hearing the harsh words.

'Maybe it's just my wishful thinking that I have some meanings in Michy's life,' he lamented.

On the other hand, Michy could see how Azren's expression turned gloomy, and he became panicked a little. Bitting his lower lips, he tried to touch the blonde's arm.

"Uh, I wasn't serious earlier, Azren. You are not useless because you have brought colors to my dull life, and that's your meaning in my life."

Azren was stunned as he kept staring at the silver-haired idol. Michy looked nervous when he uttered the series of words, and Azren could see that the idol was honest and sincere.

He secretly heaved a sigh of relief because it wasn't just his wishful thinking. He indeed had a meaning in Michy's life.

Seeing how Azren turned into a statue upon hearing his words, Michy's face turned red. Perhaps he regretted his decision for confessing his feelings to the blonde. That was not a real confession, but that was still something that hurt his pride. That was why Michy looked awkward now.

"You said that you wanted to go to meet your friend, right? Just go," the idol spoke again without looking at Azren, and he was about to get up from the couch if Azren wasn't fast enough to hold his arm.

"Are you sure you want to let me go to meet my friend, Michy?" The blonde questioned the silver-haired youth in a deep voice. "You didn't let me go earlier because you are jealous, right? You don't want me to go meet my friend, right?"