The Demon's Angelic Love

Azren had spent a long time talking nonsense with Gizach without realizing that he still needed to buy some food for the young idol. It was not him who spouted nonsense, but it was the nasty demon who kept talking about nasty things.

He knew what he was doing, and he didn't need Gizach's guidance. That demon probably was stronger and more capable than him, but he had a way to accomplish his mission. He didn't need other demons' help for that.

Silently cursing the red-haired demon for taking his precious time, the blonde hurriedly left the hospital to look for some food for Michy. He brought his eyes to his surroundings, and he couldn't decide what he should buy for the silver-haired idol.

The idol asked for something pricey, but Azren found something expensive around the hospital. He had to go further from the hospital if he was to fulfill Michy's wish, but he knew that he was running out of time now.

He realized that he didn't have a lot of time, and he finally decided to buy something that could be served fast and definitely would taste delicious. Thankfully, his eyes managed to catch a shop that could help him, and he immediately headed to that shop.

Without hesitation, he ordered the food in that shop, and he even urged the employee to serve the food faster. The employee looked like she wanted to bark at him, but she didn't dare because the annoying man was the customer at the shop.

After he received the food in his hands, Azren immediately headed back to the hospital. He was sure that the idol would throw another tantrum at him, so he had to ready himself.

Michy was in his sensitive mood, and he shouldn't have offended the young idol. He blamed Gizach for the misfortune, but actually, he knew that it was also his fault. If he had ignored the red-haired demon from the start, then something like this wouldn't have happened.

'Why did I accidentally meet him, anyway? I know that he is doing his job in this hospital, but of all demons, why did I meet him?'

The blonde cursed his luck as he pushed the door open. He expected Michy to throw a pillow in his direction, but all he could see was the boy using the pillow to hide his face.

The sight made Azren frown. 'What's wrong with this human?' He wondered in his heart, and he couldn't even bring his legs closer to the idol.

"Are you okay, Michy? Did you wait too long? I'm sorry. Something happened, and I couldn't go fast to get your food," the blonde decided to eliminate the silence between them.

The idol, who was still hiding his face in the pillow, sneaked a peek at the green-eyed man. The pair of blue sapphires made contact with the emerald ones, and the owner of the sapphire buried his face in the pillow again.

Instead of getting a reply from the idol, the said idol kept acting strangely in front of him. Azren was puzzled as he closed the door behind him. Despite feeling confused, the demon still brought his long legs to approach the idol's bed.

"Are you angry with me because I didn't come back soon, Michy? Are you too hungry? Or are you hurt somewhere?"

Azren asked softly as he bent his body a little, trying to take a better look at Michy, who was still hiding his face beneath the pillow.

"I'm okay."

The reply finally came to greet his sense of hearing, but Azren felt like something was off with the young idol.

"Is it you, Mich?"

He dared himself to use the nickname as he sensed that the Michy who was lying on the bed right now was the nice Michy. If he guessed it wrong, Michy surely would snap at him, but he dared to take the risk.

Hearing the question coming from the handsome blonde, the idol finally pulled his pillow down a little and let his blue eyes make contact with the green once again.

"Of course it's me. Do you think I'm an impostor like the one in the game?"

The tone was timid and a bit shy, and Azren was sure that it was the nice Michy indeed. He could heave a sigh of relief because he wouldn't get scolded by the evil Michy.

It was the nice Michy, so he once again dared himself to pull the pillow away from Michy's face, causing the idol's face to get exposed without any shield.

"Uh! Why did you take my pillow away, Ren? Give it back to me! I want to hide my face from you!"

The blonde raised his brows and displayed a confused look on his face. Michy kept acting like he was shy in front of him, and he didn't know what made the idol act that way toward him.

The evil Michy was angry at him earlier, calling him a pervert even though he had saved the idol.

Now the nice Michy acted the total opposite in front of him, and he could only furrow his brows in confusion.

"Why do you want to hide your face from me, Mich? I don't see anything wrong with your face. Your cheeks look a bit red, but I think it's still normal."

Michy's face was normally a bit rosy, but Azren thought that the face was even redder now. He couldn't understand why it turned like that, and he was worried that the idol caught a cold. That was why he brought his hand to approach the idol and landed his palm on the idol's forehead.

The pair of blue eyes widened, and when Azren thought that the face couldn't get any redder, it turned out he was wrong. It seemed that Michy's blood was accumulated on the face when he pressed his palm on the boy's forehead.

"Your temperature is normal, Mich," Azren spoke again as he pulled his hand away. "Maybe you're just hungry, right? Do you want to eat the food now?"

Azren was about to open the paper bag in his hands, but Michy's thin hand suddenly grabbed his.

"You can still act normally after what happened between us, Ren?"

The question came out softly, just like the soft breeze that was barely audible in Azren's ears. If he was standing a little too far from Michy, he probably wouldn't be able to catch the words. But, he was standing right beside the boy's bed, so he could hear the question clearly.

The thoughts in his head were not clear, though. Michy's question sounded vague, and he couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean, Mich? What happened between us?"

He looked so clueless, and Michy stared at him in disbelief. "You forget what happened between us? You forget that we... kissed?"

The blonde gasped when he finally managed to grasp what the boy meant. Why did the nice Michy mention the kiss too? The evil Michy had been attacking him with the word 'kiss' too earlier, but now the nice Michy was doing the same.

Azren cried inwardly. There was only one Michy, but it felt like there were two Michy for him. The two versions of Michy kept attacking him in a different ways.

"That's not a kiss, Mich. I just tried to save you earlier, and I did that for your sake," Azren tried to explain the real situation to the idol, but his surprise, the pair of blue eyes gradually moistened upon hearing his statement.

"You've stolen my first kiss, and now you don't want to admit it?"

The blonde felt like his head was hit by a hammer when he heard the idol's innocent question.

"What? That was your first kiss? But that's not even a kiss, Mich! I just helped you so that you can breathe again, and you can stop seeing it as a kiss. I didn't steal your first kiss, alright? You can always get the first kiss from someone el―"

Azren could never finish his sentence because his hand was suddenly being pulled by the idol. His body was pulled forward, and the next thing he could feel was the soft and warm sensation on his lips.

His lips met Michy's lips. They kissed for real!

The pair of green eyes widened in surprise as he felt a pair of lips on his. It was only a chaste kiss when none of them moved their lips, but it still caused his heart to pound loudly.

He didn't even feel this way when Gizach passionately kissed him, but just a mere of lips pressing from the innocent Michy made him feel like his heart was about to explode.

The contact didn't remain long, and the idol suddenly pulled himself away from the demon.. Their faces were still close with each other, and the idol whispered to him, "That's a punishment for someone who had stolen my first kiss but didn't want to admit it."