The demon pinched the bridge of his nose. "That is insulting."
“You usually never come!” the younger guy defended himself. He glanced at the demon one last time before sighing dramatically. “I still cannot believe you accepted the hoodie.”
The demon glanced down at the unfit black hoodie calmly. “It was offered sincerely.”
“I THREW IT AT YOU.”
“That only made it sound more believable.”
I almost walked directly into the table.
Nina shoved the cult members toward the door before the conversation could become worse. “Okay, that’s enough. Somebody remove Eva from this situation before she develops feelings for the demon.”
The bandaged cult member paused halfway through the door. “Actually the bond.....”
“OUT.”
The door slammed shut hard enough to rattle the walls. After that, the apartment finally fell silent again. Well mostly. Because the demon was still standing in my kitchen drinking a second coffee from my favorite mug like he belonged there.
Nina gaze shifted between the two of us as she tried to decide which part of this situation concerned her more.
“…So what exactly is the plan here?”
“I don’t HAVE a plan,” I said aggressively.
The demon stared at me judging my reaction. “That feels obvious.”
“Why are you insulting me in my own apartment?”
“I am observing.”
Nina suddenly pointed at him. “Actually wait. Shouldn’t you leave too?”
The demon blinked twice, his brow furrowing.
“You want me to leave?”
“Yes,” both of us answered fast.
He gaze dropped to the coffee mug in his hands for a second before answering carefully, “But you allowed me to make coffee here.”
I stared at him in disbelief. “That is basic human decency.”
“ It is dangerously seductive behavior.”
“Oh MY GOD.”
Nina fell face-first into the couch laughing again while I dragged both hands down my face hard enough to reset my skeleton.
“This cannot be my life now,” I muttered.
The demon quietly took another sip . “I understand human bonding with demons is overwhelming.”
“STOP CALLING IT BONDING.”
The demon studied his coffee for a second as though he were genuinely trying to understand why humans kept yelling at him for being correct. The sight of a dangerously hot demon wearing such an innocent expression made me stop talking and simply stare at him.
Nina was still wheezing into the couch cushions behind us while I walked into the kitchen to escape this conversation before my brain completely shut down. The apartment still smelled aggressively like vanilla and bad decisions.
