The Demon's Angelic Love

Demons didn't have sweat glands, and they would never sweat even after they had lots of activity. Even if they just flew under the scorching sun in the human world, they wouldn't need to feel worried that their clothes would drench with sweat.

Living as a demon was convenient, and Azren was used to the lifestyle even if he was in his human form right now. Perhaps that was why he didn't even notice that his sweat glands excreted moisture in visible quantities through the openings.

Azren didn't even realize that his forehead was soaked in sweat. It was probably because he ran with all his might to catch the masked man earlier, and he ended up sweating a lot right now.

Perhaps it was also cold sweat because he was so nervous when Michy was talking with Tallie earlier. Michy didn't give him any chance to speak, but being a listener was also a heavy burden for him because he was the subject of the conversation.

He didn't realize that he was sweating, and he also just realized that he was very thirsty right now. He had been running, he had been sweating, and he needed a liquid supply for his body.

He was thirsty, and he felt thirstier when he saw Michy's face was so close to his. Oh! That was a different thirst!

"I.. I can wipe my sweats by myself, Michy," the demon spoke as he felt his face get warmer.

Michy was still wiping the sweats on his forehead, and because he was taller than the idol, the said idol needed to lean further to him so that he could reach his forehead. It made their position dangerously close, and Azren gulped nervously at the proximity.

"It's my handkerchief, and I'm the only one who can touch it," Michy replied darkly without stopping his activity.

'But you are touching my forehead with it, so it touches me too,' Azren wanted to argue with the human, but he swallowed his argument and just kept gazing at Michy in silence.

It was the evil Michy, but the evil Michy was treating him so tenderly. His long fingers held the handkerchief and continued wiping his sweats softly, ignoring what Azren just told him.

The pair of blue eyes fixated on his forehead, and the owner of the azure eyes even frowned a little as he focused on his job.

Azren could only see that kind of look when the idol was dancing, singing, or drawing. Those three were Michy's favorite things to do, but now that the young idol displayed the same serious look when he was wiping Azren's forehead, the owner of the forehead couldn't help but think about something silly.

'Am I Michy's favorite person?'

That was indeed a silly question, so of course, Azren only questioned it in his heart without directly voicing it to the idol.

Perhaps he was just overconfident. Maybe Michy displayed the solemn expression because the current situation was quite tense.

Michy was having a scandal now, and even the recording of Tallie's Talk was postponed because of the incident, so of course, Michy could only display a grim expression now.

Thus, Azren chose to delete his wishful thinking and focused on the blue-eyed idol again.

Azren smiled a little, and the pair of cerulean eyes caught his smile. "Why are you smiling? So happy to have me as a servant, huh?"

Michy sounded harsh, but surprisingly, it didn't sound terrifying in the blonde's ears. Instead of feeling scared, the demon broadened his smile.

"How come you think that you are my servant, Michy? I'm the servant here, and you are my master."

Michy halted his hand movement, and he carefully pulled his hand back. "It's good that you know your position," he spoke in a cold tone before throwing the handkerchief to Azren's lap. "Throw that dirty thing to the dustbin. Your sweats are so disgusting, and that's why I decided to wipe your forehead. Don't be so confident by thinking that I'm treating you well."

It was still the tsundere Michy, after all. Azren remembered a similar moment when Michy suddenly showed his caring self when Azren's lips were bleeding. The lips were bleeding because of Gizach's rough kiss, and Michy also said that the blood was disgusting back then.

'Am I crazy? Why did I suddenly recall that nasty kiss?' Azren cursed himself when the memory of the kiss flashed in his mind as well.

Opting to forget it, the demon chuckled before grabbing the handkerchief that was thrown by Michy earlier. It was indeed soaked by his sweats, and yeah, it was disgusting.

Azren knew that it was disgusting, but he ended up shoving the soaked handkerchief into his pants pocket. The movement made Michy's eyes widen.

"Why did you keep it instead of throwing it into the dustbin? You are so disgusting!" Michy immediately exclaimed when he saw how casual Azren was when he shoved the wet fabric into the pants pocket.

"You don't need it anymore, right? Then, I will take it as a gift from you."

Azren was so blunt, and Michy's face blushed a little upon hearing the demon's words. Not only that, but the young idol ended up turning his head away from the assistant as well.

"Stop talking nonsense and think of a solution for my problem!"

Azren finally stopped smiling and displayed a serious look instead. Michy sounded like he was asking for help, and Azren was a bit surprised.

He thought Michy wouldn't say anything to him related to the issue with the masked man, so he was quite shocked when he heard the idol ask him to think of a solution for the problem.

The evil Michy often saw him as an invisible nobody, just an insignificant figure who didn't deserve to know about his personal life. But Michy suddenly pulled him closer to think about the solution together, and the demon smiled as he realized that their relationship had improved a little.

"Why didn't you tell Mrs. Fletcher that it's all my fault, Michy?" The demon started questioning the blue-eyed youth, and he kept his gaze at the youth intently.

Michy's face suddenly turned solemn upon hearing the question. "Why did you think that it's all your fault?"

The blonde sighed heavily before shifting his gaze away from the human. "I was the one who provoked you to lie to the public, Michy. If you didn't do something like that, you wouldn't be in trouble today."

After knowing that the masked man was indeed the same man who took all the blame in the fan signing event, Azren knew that it was all his fault. He was the one who had cut the root until the tree finally befell on top of the young idol.

"It's indeed your fault," Michy confirmed, and Azren winced a little. "It's indeed your fault because you were the one who provoked me, but it's still my fault because I listened to your provocation. Things would only get more complicated if Tallie knew about the relation between you and this issue, so I didn't say a word about you. Are you satisfied now?"

Azren wasn't satisfied at all, but he decided not to prolong the matter. Michy was mature enough when he was dealing with the matter, and he surely had thought deeply before coming to a decision.

"I appreciate your decision for not telling Mrs. Fletcher about it, but I'm still wrong because I couldn't catch that man. He was faster and so agile and I was―"

"You were so slow, right? I have expected that you wouldn't be able to catch him, so I wasn't surprised by your failure."

Michy was being sarcastic again, and Azren huffed sadly. He couldn't even finish his sentence because the idol cut him mercilessly, but maybe he was indeed too weak earlier.

"That man said that he has the video of the incident on the beach, and he probably will release the video soon. If that happens, then my reputation will be ruined," Michy spoke carefully. The rude and harsh Michy was no longer there, and there was only the weak Michy right now.

"I've tried to build my reputation all the time, and my uncle also hopes that I will be a successful idol in this country. If that man really wants to ruin my reputation, then it will ruin for real."

The confident Michy was no longer there, and there was only the pessimistic Michy who was sitting beside him.

"I can always explain the real situation to the public, Michy. I can give the testimony that the kiss is not really a kiss. I can tell them I was only trying to save you back then."

Michy finally looked up at him and stared at him blankly. "Don't you remember what Mrs. Fletcher said earlier? I'm a celebrity, and people surely will try to find my flaw.. Maybe it's the end of my career, Azren."