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xerceii · 1 year ago

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God’s Eye - PART 1 & 2

Pairing: Chanyeol/OC

Genre: Fantasy, Action, romance

TW/Warnings: 18+ included some gore, a scene with vomit, violence, murder, smut in future chapters, multiple sexual conversations, religious talk relating to God and the devil

Plot: Ahn Jung is a 25 year old office worker who underwent eye transplant surgery, she never thought that the donor would be a demon.

Note:

Testing to see if I want to start posting fics on tumblr again or continue linking to other sites 🤔 so here’s part 1 and 2 combined to test the waters

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The faint beeping of the machine was the only sound she could hear for a while. It kept a slow rhythmic pace that mimicked her heart rate. It was insufferable. The endless sound reminded her that she was alive yet couldn't do anything but wait. Leaving her to her own thoughts... or so she thought-

Ahn could see images behind closed lids. They were fast and few but she saw them. Flashes of fire, of an old city she didn't recognize and even faces. Faces so beautiful she wondered exactly where this place was?

But... she could see.

Finally she was told to sit up. Ahn sat up and felt the bandages around her eyes loosen and unwrap. The doctor told her specific instructions which she didn't hear... No, she was too busy being nervous. Her heart pounded and her hands started clamming. What if her body rejected the donor? What if something had gone wrong and she can see even less than before? Or what if she looked funny now? They had told her the eye color would change. She didn't want that. She was Ahn, the girl with the pretty brown eyes that let everyone know it was okay to approach her.

That let everyone know she wouldn't judge them. She'd want to be their friend. Soft brown eyes like the color of Christmas pine trees, or fallen autumn leaves. That's the way her mom had described them. She always loved that description. It made her feel as if just by looking into her eyes.... You could smell cinnamon and taste eggnog.

You couldn't now.

The sound of cameras clicking brought her out of her depressing trance. The bandages were off, glasses immediately placed on her eyes.

"I wanted to see them!" Her mother whined.

"You can later on." The doctor explained. "After a while she'll be able to wear clear glasses, but she'll need an eye shield for now."

"Did they actually change?"

"Yes." The doctor sounded almost embarrassed to admit it as if he had any way of stopping that process. Obviously he didn't. "They're a clear blue now."

Her parents gasped and she gripped the bedsheets.

Oh well.

It wouldn't look good on her but at least she's going to have better vision now.

Ahn looked around the room. The glasses dimmed the lighting and it was still a bit blurry but she could tell there was a difference. A huge one actually. Things were their actual distance, the outline of everything could be seen and faces- everyone's faces were distinct, though the blurriness would take it away every so often. It had worked though. It made her hopeful. It brought her back to normal. Ahn jumped up and everyone panicked fearing she might fall over.

"I'm fine." Her hand raised to stop anyone from grabbing her. "Better than fine actually, It worked!"

"You'll be a bit sore for the next few days. You should take it easy."

She nodded and stretched. Ahn didn't know how long she had been under the knife but her body definitely did. It was cramped and stiff in all the worst areas. She needed to move her legs, start walking or running or whatever. Letting out a groan, she smiled at everyone who was looking at her. Which was everyone in the room. "I'll be fine, I just want to get out of here. I'm good to leave right?"

"Technically yes." The doctor frowned. "As long as you follow the instructions."

She nodded not really knowing any of them. "I will! I'll get a paper for them though, right?"

He nodded and she didn't need to hear anymore. Ahn walked out of the hospital room in her gown, happy to just get out of there. She hated standing still, she hated doing nothing. It was weird but she wanted to dance. Her socks slid against the hospital's smooth white floor. It wasn't exactly dancing but it was the most she could do without being labeled crazy.

Ahn took the stairs, even skipping some of the last ones and jumping off. This was going to be great, she could finally see better which meant Requiem might take her back... hopefully. If she talked to Baekhyun, he might let her.

Leaving through the exit doors, Ahn walked up to the receptionist desk. "Ahn Jung."

"Just Ahn?" The woman at the front desk looked at her weirdly. Ahn nodded, not wanting to explain that her parents became lazy trying to name her and settled on a last name for a first name. It was a never-ending fight between them. While the computer clicked away looking for her information, Ahn suddenly felt light headed. Maybe she had pushed herself too far.

Her eyes hurt too.

"Ma'am are you okay?"

What?

"Ahn!" She heard her mother somewhere very far away.

Nope. She was right beside her on the ground. When did she even fall?

Shit. Shit. Shit. Everyone was rushing towards her. Her eyes closed and they felt a little better. A flash of the city from before lit behind her eyes. This time she saw walls that once were probably cream in color, the intricate roof work and paint all destroyed. The sky above was red and loomed over her like some kind of warning. It was terrifying but she kept looking at the image. Her body was picked up.

"She'll have to stay a couple more hours just in case." Her doctor explained.

No...

She couldn't keep doing nothing. Ahn couldn't keep laying down. It was torture. "I'll be fine-" she groaned. "I can't keep laying down! How long was it anyways? A day? Two days!?"

"Dramatic as always Ahn." Her mother shook her head. "The surgery was only an hour."

Oh.

She felt her face flush at the embarrassment at that and let herself be carried back towards her room. Her head tilted back and she opened her eyes slowly. There was a crowd watching her, but one in particular stood out. A tall man with pink hair and a ridiculous fuzzy pink coat. That wasn't what stood out though, it was his expression, he was glaring at her. He looked like he was close to throwing the chair next to him at her. His brows were furrowed and his eyes wide.

Damn what did I do? She thought, closing her eyes. Maybe it wasn't towards her. She heard the ding of the elevator and the doors closing. Her feet twitched wanting to walk again.

Go to sleep...

it'll make time go by faster.

So she did. From the mix of pain and embarrassment, Ahn was able to fall asleep during the elevator ride.

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When she awoke it was nighttime. Ahn didn't know until she took off the stupid eye covers and replaced them with her tinted glasses. She had been strapped down so she would be forced to sleep upright. They hadn't done it hard enough to make it impossible to move, just so her sleeping form wouldn't shift around.

Tugging on one end undid the straps on her arms, they quickly fell to the side. Putting on the glasses, she looked around.

The hospital room was dark and her parents were gone. They probably decided she was fine enough to spend the night alone. The only light that creeped in was from the moon itself, and all the machines hooked up to her. It was a plain old hospital room, yet why did it look creepier at night? The wooden closet used for storage was opened by an inch and it felt like she was being watched. There was no light outside in the hallway either. Her belongings had been thrown on the visitors chairs so she could dress.

Ahn sat up, untying her feet and hopping down. The floor was cold despite it being summer. The AC cranked up too high. She ran a hand through her tangled hair and walked towards her clothes. It's the same ones she had arrived in today. A pair of jeans and an old T-shirt she didn't mind if it got lost or dirty. It was a T-shirt that had been with her since middle school, also her favorite black sandals. Her hands reached towards her back to take off the hospital gown but stopped.

The closet... it really felt like she was being watched.

Her eyes shifted towards the bed. Maybe she could call a nurse in. Press the button and not be alone anymore. The glasses shifted down to her nose and she had to push them up. No. There's probably no one in there. That'd be two times she'd embarrass herself. The closet door creaked beside her.

Only darkness showed inside. It didn't help that these stupid glasses darkened everything even more. She wanted to take them off, but she shouldn't. Ahn sighed and walked towards the wardrobe. Her hands pressed lightly against the open door.

What if there was someone inside?

Biting her bottom lip, she opened it. If there was someone inside, well her legs were probably faster than theirs. She was good at running and dodging and anything that included movement and physical activity. All those years of sports and dancing would pay off.

The door swung open, hitting the wall in the process. Inside it-

Was nothing.

Just an empty wardrobe with a couple of hangers and towels in case she wanted to shower. Someone must have left them for her and accidentally forgot to close it completely. Ahn gasped in relief, bringing her hand to her chest. Thank god. It would have sucked to have to run from someone at this time of night.

She was suddenly thirsty.

As if fear itself dehydrated her.

Walking towards her bag, she pulled out two dollars and left her room. The hallways were completely dark but at the end of them the vending machines were on. If she turned another corner after them there would be the emergency stairs and the elevators. Civilization. Maybe she could go downstairs and hang out at the cafeteria. No, it was probably closed.... The lobby then, she could people watch and maybe find a nurse or someone to talk to.

Ahn stepped in front of the vending machine looking at her choices. Chips, sodas, water bottles, candy....

Candy. She grinned and put in the first dollar, quickly getting the one that had the most chocolate. Then, got herself a drink. A coke. She needed sweets and junk right now, especially after that scare.

Her items fell and she bent down to grab them from the tray with a loose door. That's when she noticed a pair of pale feet beside her. Ahn looked up to see a boy looking down at her. He was blonde, blue eyed, around her height so not exactly tall for a man. He was pretty though.

"Sorry I didn't mean to stand so close!" He backed up a couple steps away. "I was just curious to see what'd you'd get."

Ahn smiled, taking out her things. "It's fine, I get curious about things like that too." She straightened up showing him her coke and chocolate bar. He nodded, seeming happy that she wasn't rude to him. Ahn moved out of the way so he could get something himself.

He got the same exact things.

"It's better to eat junk food with another person." He grinned. His hair was long enough to reach his shoulders and he was skinny. She could see the bones of his shoulder blades even through his hospital gown. His eyes had dark circles under them and his nose was pretty.

"Cool look you're sporting by the way." He unwrapped his candy and started eating.

"Huh? Oh." Ahn laughed, touching her glasses. "Eye transplant surgery. I got out today but decided to push it and ended up earning myself a couple more hours in this shit hole."

"Transplant?!" He gaped. "Did it hurt?"

Ahn shook her head. "Not really, but they hurt afterwards. They're sore and feel a bit dry."

He nodded. "You have to put in the eye drops. They'll help the recovery."

She sighed and decided to sit down. Her back pressed against the wall while the boy took the spot beside her. The vending machine flickered indicating it was old, and probably only a year away from giving out. Her feet were a lot bigger than his.... Not in length but... the weight of them. Hers looked pretty healthy, while his were as bony as his shoulders.

They looked frail, weak.

"If I'm rude feel free to smack me-" Ahn started. "But why are you here?"

"Me?" The boy asked, drinking from his coke. He leaned his head back as if trying to decide how to tell her. "To put it simply-" His skeletal hand touched his chest. "Heart failure."

"I- that must have been difficult." Ahn frowned. She couldn't imagine herself not being able to move around. To be limited to just the walls of this hospital. Her hands gripped the can of coke. It crackled under the pressure. She had it good. There was no room for complaining. She wanted to kick herself for her antics earlier.

"You know-" The boy laughed quietly. "You're the first person who hadn't told me they're sorry."

"Was that bad?!" She panicked. He shook his head immediately, stopping her from actually doing it.

"No! No. It was nice. It's all I ever heard so... it's a nice change in pace. Yes it is difficult, but an apology won't do anything." He finished his drink and continued snack time by finishing his chocolate. Ahn frowned, not happy with his situation. He seemed like a good guy. People don't deserve this.

"Did you know them?" He asked.

"Know who?"

"Your donor."

She shook her head. "No. It was anonymous. They didn't want their information to be given out." Ahn grabbed the boys empty can and wrapper, standing up, she went to throw them away in the trash can near the vending machine.

"Thanks."

"It's nothing." She waved it away and sat back down. The flickering started again and Ahn decided to finally drink her coke. Pulling the tab, she smiled hearing the click. A fresh coke, they always tasted so good. The fizzy drink touched her tongue and fell down her throat, calming the nerves she still had from the closet incident.

The boy looked at her. Blue eyes seeming to become more lifeless. They were clouded over as if he were in a weird daze. "Do you believe in heaven?"

Ahn stopped drinking. "Maybe?"

"I do." He muttered his voice was now soft and thoughtful. "Heaven and hell. Good and bad."

She looked at him and he held his heart again, blonde locks falling over his eyes. "I want to go to heaven. I don't have much time left but... I want to do everything possible so that I can get into heaven."

"I'm sure you will." She muttered with a mouthful of chocolate. "You seem like a good guy."

"How old are you?" He asked her.

"Twenty five."

"I'm seventeen."

Ouch. He was young. Ahn finished her own food and went to throw them away. When she turned back, the boy was standing. He looked like he was about to fall over. His palm was placed against the wall.

"Do you need help going back to your room?" She hurried towards him.

He shook his head, breaths coming out shallow. "I want to show you my favorite place here. Do you want to come?"

"Sure, but do you think you can make it?"

He nodded. "If you help me I can. It's been a while since I've made a friend. I don't want to go to bed yet."

Ahn smiled at the friend comment, also happy to be using some sort of strength again. She wrapped her arms around the boys and carried half his weight. Which wasn't much. He held on tightly as he told her the directions to go in. First into the elevator and to the top floor, then turn to the right hall, the left led to the rooftop but the right- she didn't know. She had never been here.

There were a couple more rooms up here, mainly the more expensive ones that VIP patients would want. There was also an abandoned desk, some closets for equipment-

"There-" The boy pointed. His breathing had become worse. Ahn made sure to carry more of him now. He definitely wouldn't have been able to make it this far without her. He pointed towards the far end, the last room left. Room 999. They walked up to it and she turned the knob.

It was an old hospital room just like any other. Except the windows were huge here. Most of the walls were windows. The moonlight bathed the entire place in its glow. The floor was cement which was probably one of the reasons it had been abandoned. There was also a bathtub in the middle, it was outdated. Probably from fifty years ago. The hoses and handles had been ripped off but she could see they used to be gold. Whatever hadn't broken off indicated that.

On the ground lay arrangements of different hospital robes and equipment. She almost tripped over a stethoscope.

"Careful-" He told her. "There's abandoned needles here."

Then why would we go here?! She thought, regretting everything. These stupid glasses. They didn't help anything. Ahn took him towards the windows at the farthest end of the room, he gasped, falling to his knees. He pointed north and her eyes widened. From the rooftop you could only see the city. From here, you could see the mountains, the line of trees and the clouds that barely touched them. The moon seemed closer here too. It was beautiful.

Ahn pressed her face towards the glass, taking it all in. So so so beautiful. Why didn't she realize how close the forest was from this hospital? She needed to take a hike down there. Maybe even a run. It would be good if Requiem wanted to shoot some dance videos here too. Maybe this boy can meet them, have some friends before he... she stopped the thought.

"I never did ask you your name." Ahn turned to look down at him. He sat cross legged staring at the entrance of the door. "Gabriel." He whispered.

Biblical. That would explain his need to go to heaven. He was religious. Or raised in a religious household. Ahn nodded. "It's a cool name."

He wasn't paying attention to her anymore. She followed his gaze towards the door.

Her heart dropped.

The blood in her veins ran cold.

Two men in black robes were chaining up the door. Another was putting something in the bathtub. A cross. He was putting a silver cross in the bathtub.

Ahn stood up, putting herself in front of Gabriel. "What the hell are you doing?" Her voice came out more nervous than expected. They ignored her finishing up the door. Ahn looked around, there was no other way to escape. Even breaking the window wouldn't work. It was a long fall and they would die. They were trapping them, and no one traps another person for a good reason. This was bad. Very bad. Every hair of hers stood as if her body was trying to warn her of what she already knew.

"Answer me!" She shrieked at them. They didn't. There was a pipe bar next to her, she was going to defend herself with it but- Ahn took off the glasses, throwing them aside. She needed to see better. It was cloudy but it was better than her original eyesight. She could see everything on the ground, and see in actual color instead of the brownish hue the glasses gave her.

It was risky for her eyes but... they needed to get out of here. Ahn could face the consequences later. "Gabriel-" She whispered. "Can you run?"

Gabriel looked up at her. "No."

Shit.

"Here's what I'll do, I'll try to knock as many as I can down with that pipe over there. I'm strong so it should be easy. You go and unchain the door. If you get it open, run. Go find help. I'll be behind."

Gabriel frowned at her. "You'd protect me?"

Would she? The answer was yes but she was scared to. She had never been put in a situation like this before. Ahn was agile. Good on her feet. She'd give it her all. Taking a deep breath, she readied herself. "On three-" She told him quietly.

The men in black robes all turned to her as if they heard. That's fine. That's fine. Even better. They turned their attention on her and when she got the weapon they'd panic and try to take it from her. They would ignore Gabriel unchaining the door and they could get out of this.

"One."

"Two."

"She's going to grab the pipe! Stop her!" Gabriel shouted.

Ahn turned to look at him in shock. She didn't have time to be heartbroken by the betrayal. She dived towards it while they all had a two second start to get it from her. Ahn was closer, she grabbed the pipe and swung violently, managing to hit one of them. He fell back.

Keep going!

Ahn swung and spun herself in a circle so it was harder to grab her, all while walking towards the door.

No use. They were smart. One managed to grab it from her and it almost knocked her down. He threw the pipe away and it clattered, crashing into a box full of old syringes. Ahn took off running. They chased after her and she bent down to grab a couple needles. She threw them their way and they dodged.

The needles almost hit Gabriel instead and he covered his face with his arms. He looked angry now. Not like the sweet boy she had been talking to for the past forty minutes. Ahn was crying out of fear. It burned her eyes to do so. In fact, her vision was getting worse now. There was little time left before they gave out.

Ahn threw more needles and anything that was dangerous enough to be hit with. Finally she passed the bathtub, it had been filled with red liquid. Crosses floated at the top. It sent a ripple of fear through her so strong that her feet faltered. She had to grip the edge of the bathtub to keep from falling.

Pulling herself up, Ahn kept going until she made it towards the door. Her hands fumbled on the chains trying to find where it started and where it ended. It was no use. A labyrinth of metal that couldn't be undone unless you had an axe.

Or a key.

There was probably a key on one of them. Five figures ran towards her. The sixth was still on the floor crying from the pain she had caused.

Quickly scanning all five people, Ahn saw what she needed. All of them had crosses around their necks except one. He had a key. Pushing herself off the door for more momentum, Ahn turned around and ran back towards Gabriel. They all seemed confused by the action. Good. Gabriel stared wide eyed as she picked up a needle, and slid towards him. The cement burned and scarred her knees, scraping off skin in the process. It didn't matter. It was the fastest way.

Ahn wrapped an arm around Gabriel's thin figure, pressing the tip of the needles on his neck. "Stop or I'll kill him!"

She wouldn't. She couldn't. She hoped they couldn't tell her bluff. The five figures stopped in front of them gasping for air. Her knees ached, but worst of all... her eyes. Her eyes burned. It was over. They were clouding over. They were too dry. Ahn had done everything she wasn't supposed to do.

To her dismay, Gabriel nodded, his head bowing low. "It's okay. I'm going to die anyway. Get her."

Ahn dropped the needle while they all started closing in again. She couldn't escape. Her eyes weren't capable of crying anymore. They all grabbed her and she let out an ear deafening scream. A dozen of them actually. Ahn thrashed in their arms, begging for them to let go of her. They didn't.

They were going to kill her. Or kidnap her? Or something bad.

"Please!" She begged. "Someone help me!"

No one came. Why was no one coming!? Her legs kept kicking trying to free herself from their hold but it was no use. They took her towards the bathtub and dropped her roughly inside. She was met with thick red water and crosses that dug into her spine as her body hit the bottom of the tub.

The sixth robed person came over, helping them hold her down. She couldn't breathe. Her body begged for more oxygen. Ahn gasped for air as they held her head. Water kept coming inside. No, not water. The taste was too thick. Too metallic. Oh god.

No.

No. No. No.

It was blood. She was in blood. She shrieked again, the sound gurgling with the blood entering her. "Stay still!" One of them yelled at her. Gabriel came up behind them and Ahn glared at him. As much as she could. Her eyes couldn't see much anymore. It was burning too. The blood burned the surface of her skin. Her body soon became too overheated and she didn't see any scarring but it felt like there would be if she stayed any longer.

"Start now!" One of them yelled.

"Help!" Ahn cried, getting a small towel shoved in her mouth in the process.

A man stood up and took out what seemed to be a Bible. "We are here to exorcise a poor victim of possession. May the heavens help us!"

Victim? Possession? Heaven?

Ahn screamed but it was only muffled by the towel. She panted instead, wishing she could've seen her friends one last time. Wishing she could've danced one last time. She wished for a lot of things actually. She should've been nicer to her parents. Should've invited them to her new apartment more.

"Help!" Ahn screamed but it didn't sound like anything.

"Stop screaming! All the ones on this floor are in on it." Gabriel spoke quietly. "It's to help you. Your donor... he was possessed before he died. The demon stayed in the eyes you have now. Stay still and we can help you."

"Fuck off!" Ahn cursed at him.

"The members of the church had been keeping close tabs on them. When they disappeared we noticed it's because they had been picked for your surgery. You were the only one who received one today."

"I don't care! I don't care! I don't care!" Ahn kept repeating, hating the way the blood burned. The man in front of her kept saying words of heaven and hell, god and angels. She couldn't hear through her own screaming. There had to be at least one person in this damn hospital who decided to check on the top floor. Just one good Samaritan.

"May the power of Christ compel you!" He shouted. There it was. That famous line that had been overused in horror movies. Ahn kept crying. "May the demon that rests on your shoulders show itself and repent for its sins!"

And then there was fire.

PART 2 - All a dream… Maybe?

Pure lines of blazing hot fire spread across the room. Like slithering snakes they circled around everyone. No, not snakes. It was a tornado of fire. It was unbearably hot and despite being in a tub full of blood, Ahn was already sweating. Outside the ring she could see that the flames weren't touching anything else.

Only focusing on them.

She kept screaming, but it wasn't only her who was screaming now. The robed men were yelling. Their clothes were on fire. They all let go of her trying to put it out. One shoved her out of the bathtub so he could get in and put out the inferno that currently devoured his body. Ahn met the ground roughly, her body ached but she was able to take out the towel from her mouth.

Gabriel fell on his ass beside her, he started sobbing and backing away as if he'd just seen a ghost. Ahn turned around to see there was a new person there with them.

A man.

"Ahh. You're the ones who invited me yet you're treating me like this?" He crossed his arms. "That's not very nice is it?"

All her attackers had been able to put out the fire on them. Now they wailed and shielded themselves from him as if he was going to kill them all. Wait, she had seen him before. Ahn took in his features again. Pink hair, tall, except instead of the ridiculous coat he was wearing a striped turtleneck and a leather jacket this time.

"I should teach you all a lesson. What is this your fourth time trying to exorcise me?"

The man met her eyes and smiled, a small dimple showing on his cheek. "But time is of the essence. We need to go."

Ahn couldn't speak. Her throat burned from all yelling she had already done. The man ran up to her and picked her up easily, as if she weighed close to nothing. "Oh guess you'll be needing these too-" He held onto her with one hand while picking up her glasses with the other.

And then-

He jumped out the window, breaking it in the process with his shoulders. Ahn screamed a hoarse dry sound coming out of her. She wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. Glass shards fell around them as they fell. There's no way they were going to survive the fall. Her stomach flipped at the drop and her mind stopped working.

He laughed a low deep chuckle before she felt a large shove and a brand new unsettling feeling. It wasn't falling. They weren't falling anymore. Her hair was being plastered down. They were going... sideways? Ahn kept holding onto him, but decided to open her eyes a little. The world was nothing but a blur, but she could make out trees. They were going towards the forest.

How?

"Can I tell you something?" The guy asked.

She couldn't answer. Her voice was gone. Death. Death was all she could think about.

"Ahh...To be honest-" He continued. "I don't know how to land with someone in my arms."

As if on cue, Ahn felt them land roughly on the ground. The grip on her body tightened and he took the worst of it, using himself as a landing pad. Her head slammed against his chest and then was thrown off of him. Ahn didn't have time to call for help, crashing into the forest floor, her body rolled a couple times before she was able to stop. Pine needles and sticks poked her bare arms and her knees... she didn't even want to think of the state of them.

The man groaned beside her and her body went into a fit of violent coughs that only resulted in her throwing up soon after. Her vomit was red and brown from the chocolate earlier and the blood.

It was hot out here. Summer was always so hot even in the forest. Ahn wiped her mouth and tried standing up but the guy was faster. He shoved her back on the ground, rolling her so she was on her back. "Aish you seriously need to take care of my eyes better." He frowned, taking out eye drops from his pocket.

Ahn was too tired to fight it. He opened her eyes, letting a couple drops fall in. It hurt. A lot. Ahn tried shoving him away but he was stronger. "Unless you want to go back to the hospital, I suggest letting me help you."

The hospital. With that cult. No thank you. She calmed down, and the man wiped her eyes softly with the back of his sleeve. Finally he put on her glasses and groaned, falling beside her. "Stay like that for a while. It's better to be on your back during recovery."

The sky above them was dark and cloudy. You couldn't see the moon from down here. It was covered. "Who are you?" Ahn asked, wincing at her grandma voice. It sounded aged and raspy.

"Chanyeol?" He said it in the form of a question.

"Are you not sure or are you asking me if I'm Chanyeol?"

He sat up. "Interesting."

"What is?"

He sighed, clapping his hands once. "Do you know how to get home from here?"

"No!" Ahn tried sitting up but he narrowed his eyes warning her not to move. She continued laying down. "I don't but I can Uber."

"Uber what the hell is that?"

He didn't know?

"I can pay someone to drive me." She explained. "Through an app but-" A defeated sigh escaped her. "My phone was in my room."

"What's a phone?" His brows furrowed, looking impatient.

Was he pranking her? Ahn stood up, ignoring his warnings. "You know? To call someone? To text them?"

He blinked. "Oh a telephone."

"Yes. I need my telephone." The word sounded weird. No one used it anymore. Ahn coughed again and Chanyeol looked around.

"They were close to exorcising me this time." He ran a hand through his hair. "Ah, to put the blood of a lamb with holy water was a smart move."

At least it hadn't been a human then. Ahn decided she could live with it for now. She looked at her dirty arms, underneath the blood and mountain dirt she could see they were red. "Why did it burn me?"

"Because you're now part demon sadly. I cant believe they were given to someone so insignificant." He snorted and walked up to her. His eyes were blue and one was clear enough to almost be white. There was a shift in the wind and he grabbed her shoulders. "Close your eyes."

"What?"

"You idiot, do it now!" He spoke through gritted teeth.

Ahn decided to listen in a mix of fear and trust in him. She closed her eyes and they immediately felt better. The wind picked up and her hair blew in her face. She wanted to move it out but the man stopped her. "Whatever you do, don't open your eyes."

There were voices. Whispers around them. They were large in numbers and some were closer than others. They ranged from low and high tones. It was suddenly cold too. Ahn shivered and the grip on her shoulders tightened. It was scary. This was too scary. She wanted to run. Ahn wanted to open her eyes and run. Just like before with the men, something felt off. Like there was a presence here that wanted to hurt her. She gasped, the sound coming off shaky and scared.

The voices stopped.

Everything seemed to stop. Even the wind. As if waiting for her next move. "Your Uber is going to have to wait-" He laughed under his breath. "Seems like everyone decided to be nosy tonight."

Chanyeol picked her up again and she decided to let him. He had already saved her once. Her arms clung to his shoulders. "Hold on." He whispered. She felt him shift and they were in the air again. Ahn bit her lip and he kept moving. She didn't know where, or what but it seemed to be fast. As fast as a car. "You can open your eyes but don't look back! They're chasing us."

Ahn shook her head, refusing to see anything. She didn't want to find out what was chasing them or where exactly they were going at such a speed. Instead she thought,

Okay... he's a demon.

I have demon eyes?

Maybe this is a dream. Maybe that cult actually got to me and I'm dreaming. Or maybe it's an incredibly creative dream and I'm still in the hospital bed. There was never a Gabriel, and I never ate chocolate.

Maybe....

"All these houses look the same!" He muttered frustrated. Ahn opened her eyes. They were falling towards her street.

Didn't he not know how to land?

He didn't.

Chanyeol landed on the ground and lost his grip on her. He cursed and she fell off. Ahn rolled on the cement this time and almost crashed into a pole. The demon, on the other hand, was perfectly fine. He dusted off his hands watching her struggle to get up. "A sorry would have been nice!"

He raised an eyebrow. "Why should I apologize?"

Whatever. It was a dream. Ahn figured this was all a dream now, there was no way in hell her body could take this much damage in one day. She stood up, knees wobbling and walked towards her apartment. Chanyeol stared after her. "Tomorrow, I'll check in tomorrow. For now, put a ring of salt in your bedroom."

"Yeah, yeah." She muttered, too tired to fight with her dream.

He was suddenly in front of her and she crashed into his chest. He was very very tall.

"I mean it. At least do that."

She nodded. Guess it wouldn't hurt.

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Chanyeol walked through the red gates being greeted by a bar full of idiot demons just like himself.

They all cheered at his entrance and some even sneered. He rolled his eyes and fell on a stool. This was going to be harder than he thought. The human was pretty healthy in a physical sense but she seemed to be a little too stupid. Instead of being scared of him, she had decided that he was a dream.

Though it helped running away.

He slammed his fist on the table and a demon named Kiol yelled at him. "Watch it! I just had those installed."

"I'm surprised this place is still running."

Kiol smiled at him. "It's been a while since you've been in the mortal world hasn't it? A lot has changed. Welcome back Chanyeol. It seems like everyone missed you."

He looked back at the guests. It was all demons but in their human form. They ranged in ages depending on when they were made into demons. One was as young as six. All of them were aware of his presence. All of them had been waiting for his return.

"They gave my eyes to some idiot human girl." He frowned. "She decided it was all a dream."

Kiol frowned, his human form was nothing short of intimidating. A bald headed six foot five man with tattoos covering every inch of his body. Chanyeol never understood why he went with that image when he could've been someone handsome... like himself. He grinned at his own compliment. Kiol said it was to scare any non demon customers away. Which was funny considering he was a high class demon. His power should be enough for that.

"How many are after her?" He asked.

"Too many. We almost got attacked in the forest but I was faster and stronger." Chanyeol sighed.

"Are you taking your eyes back?" Kai asked behind him. Chanyeol turned to look at him and they both grinned. Kai and Kiol two brothers who looked nothing alike yet had been demons for as long as he had been. They had met when there had been no such things as cars, or the internet or... Uber was it? Kai had burnt red eyelids that were a result of Chanyeol's curse that turned them into demons.

"I am." Chanyeol stood up. "Even if it kills her. I just have two problems.-"

"What is it?"

"She ruined them in a short amount of time. I have to wait for them to heal properly." He touched his eyelids. They were there in a spiritual sense. Not in a physical sense. Chanyeol could use his demon abilities to make himself look like a normal human. Like how he used to look thousands of years ago. "Also I can't rip them out of her because of that stupid law."

"Ahh..." Kai started thinking. "Humans over demons one?"

Chanyeol nodded. In the world of spirits there is a hierarchy. Demons in the lowest rank. Humans are weak and oblivious to the fact that they have so much control over them. They do though. It's the way God intended it. They have the power to get rid of them, to exorcise them, to make sure they never see light again. That also includes not being able to take his eyes back. That girl now owns them, they're part of her physical body and the only way for her to willingly give them up. "I'm going to do the contract with her."

"The king is back." Kai smiled.

He was.

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1480 - Joseon dynasty:

Through the sounds of a leather whip, the sky above was a purple tint. It seemed to stretch into the horizon across the curved and sharpened grey rooftops. It touched the gold and green paint of the palace in such an artistic way that no painting done by any artist in the entire kingdom could replicate.

"Four more."

Chanyeol stared, lifeless, as the man in front of him was beaten. He didn't care. He had dared to back talk to him. Now he suffered the consequences. His father gave the commands. All he could do was watch and have fun with it.

Behind him, he heard a gasp. It was his mother. She had always been too weak for these situations, too kind. Chanyeol stood up, his red robes fluttering against the ground. From inside the castle lanterns had been lit up in the most beautiful of colors. Colors to represent an upcoming wedding.

His own.

The king stood, earning himself a good ten servants to come to his aid. They all tried helping him walk, some going as far as wanting to be used as a stepstool. Chanyeol rolled his eyes and stared back at the villager. He grew crops for the kingdom last he heard, he was hard working yet brash. He didn't care about the royal family or manners. All the good looking men were like that, including Chanyeol himself. Except Chanyeol was allowed to act like that. Through the scars and lashings he could make out the sharp features of his face, his long black hair fell towards the ground.

"He's going to get married soon! A crown prince should not be shown as being violent!" His mother fought for him.

"He is to be a king. A king shows no mercy. A king is strong." His father explained.

"Showing mercy is strength." She countered.

Chanyeol walked over to the beaten man and cocked his head to the side and smiled a crooked smile. "Do you agree? Mercy is strength?"

The man whimpered. Shielding himself from him. Not so tough now was he...Chanyeol took out a small golden blade, gifted to him by his friend Kiol. "I will show you mercy then-" He smiled, diving the blade into the side of his neck. A couple of women screamed behind him. Blood splattered on his face and he looked back. His mother had fainted, his dad looked proud but... his soon to be wife looked horrified. Chanyeol dropped the knife and raised his hands. "It was either that or torture."

Sooyun cried, though the tears didn't fall. They gathered in her eyes as she nodded and bowed to him. "I am grateful to be wed to someone as merciful as you."

She was lying for her own sake. Chanyeol nodded and dismissed her. His dad patted him on the back. "You are going to be a great king."

He wasn't so sure about that.

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God’s Eye - Part 3 & 4

Pairing: Chanyeol/OC

Genre: Fantasy, Action, romance

TW/Warnings: 18+ included some gore, a scene with vomit, violence, murder, smut in future chapters, multiple sexual conversations, religious talk relating to God and the devil

Plot: Ahn Jung is a 25 year old office worker who underwent eye transplant surgery, she never thought that the donor would be a demon.

Note:

I’ll just post the next two parts

Masterpost is here

Part 3 - A contract

Ahn opened her eyes.

Her body felt sore and her throat burned. Almost as if she had swallowed glass. Did she scream in her sleep too? She sat up, at least her glasses had stayed on. Though she didn't remember coming back home. Her apartment was dark. It was rainy today and it will be rainy for the next two days. The clouds had covered the morning sun, rain pattered against the glass of her window.

That means it'll be humid. She groaned and fell back. Something poked her arm in the process. Ahn grabbed it and put it towards her face. "Huh... a stick. Wonder how that got there." She threw it aside and decided to go back to sleep.

"Ya! Wake up already, don't humans only need eight hours of sleep? It's been thirteen."

Thirteen? Wow, she had been tired. Ahn waved him off and twisted so her foot was outstretched. Of course surgery can do that to a person. She'll just have to make up for it later by going on a run. Wait-

Ahn gasped and stood up. She started hyperventilating. Yesterday? It had all been real? Sure enough her sheets were full of blood and dirt, small twigs and leaves had snuck their way in as well. Her knees were completely damaged. The top layer of the skin peeled off. It made her queasy. She fell over and the demon stepped out of the way so she wouldn't fall on him. "You're real."

"Very." Chanyeol looked impatient. He was frowning and looked a lot less excited than he had last night. He sighed and grabbed her arm, pulling her up. He led her to the window and pointed.

Outside below her window were seven figures. Humans, normal looking humans except they only stared at her. No emotions planted on their face, no movement that indicated that they were alive. Nothing. As if they were mannequins made of human flesh. She felt like throwing up. Ahn ran to the bathroom, closing the door and locking it in the process. Turning on the sink, she splashed water on her face.

This was real.

She hadn't been dreaming.

"Doors don't work on me." Chanyeol grinned, sitting on the edge of the bathtub. "But they do work on the lowly demons outside your apartment."

"Get out!" She shrieked. "You pervert! I'm going to shower! Get out!" Ahn knew she should've worried about the demons outside her house waiting for her, or her destroyed knees. Yet right now, she couldn't hide the blush that crept up her neck. Her face felt warm. She had never had a guy at her place before, much less someone as... attractive as him. She threw a towel at him and it landed on his smiling face.

He deserved more. Ahn threw her toothbrush next, her toothpaste, face wash, anything she could find close by. Chanyeol ripped the towel off his face and stood up. "Pervert?! Me? Ya! Do you know who you're talking to?"

"A pervert!" She yelled. Ahn became brave. Forcing her legs to walk, she gripped his arms and led him out of the bathroom. "You're not supposed to intrude on women while they're in the bathroom you idiot!" She shoved him out and closed the door. He didn't look angry anymore but confused. His brows had knitted together as he contemplated what she told him.

Ahn leaned against the door, gasping for air. How stupid was she!? She just called a demon a pervert and kicked him out by force. She groaned and fell to the ground. This was too much to handle. Her brain couldn't process all of this. The demons, her eyes, everything that had happened last night. Right her eyes. Ahn went towards the mirror, taking off her glasses.

They definitely had changed. No more pretty brown eyes. They were exactly like Chanyeol's. They were his eyes... Ahn wanted to cry, but she didn't let it get to her. Instead she showered. Letting the water wash away all the blood, dirt and trauma from last night. When she got out, she would accept it and continue on. Learn about it more. Ask that pervert demon for more information.

He was sticking around her for a reason.

Ahn finished, taking care of her knees first, she wrapped a bandage around both of them and then wrapped a towel around her. When she went to the door she stopped. Was he still here? Cracking the door open a little, the smell of sausages and rice filled her nose. It smelled heavenly. Her mouth watered, she was hungry. Ahn poked her head out to see Chanyeol had changed from his weird turtleneck and leather to a normal human looking hoodie. It made her blush even more. Is this what having a boyfriend felt like?

No stop! Stop it! She slapped herself and the demon turned at the sound. "Finally." He rolled his eyes, stirring the fried rice. The rain outside picked up and she felt embarrassed. "I need to get dressed."

"What?" He spoke impatiently.

"I'm naked! I need to get clothes!" Ahn snapped at him again.

Chanyeol looked bewildered. He shook his head and walked over to her dresser. "I'll get it. What do you want?"

"No- no it's fine, I can get it." Ahn muttered not wanting him to see her messy underwear drawer. Chanyeol shrugged and went back to the kitchen. Ahn stepped out. "I need you to leave so I can get dressed."

"Ya! I'm not looking!" He spoke frustrated. "I forgot, before... I forgot how these things work. I wasn't trying to be a pervert."

He sounded embarrassed. Ahn laughed at that, not really sure how demons could get embarrassed and went to get her clothes quickly. "I'll get dressed in the bathroom."

She found a long black dress that was good to stay at home with and decided to go with it. Ahn ran back to the bathroom and quickly got dressed. He's weird. Was he actually a demon? Why was she so calm about having this strange man in the house? She shouldn't be. That was dangerous, she should question him more.

That's what she had decided on in the first place.

Ahn left the bathroom and sat down at her mini dining room that was really a small round table that only fit two chairs. Chanyeol carefully laid out the food in front of her and even went as far as giving her a glass of juice. Ahn raised an eyebrow and looked at him.

"What?" He said, sounding like he was close to losing his temper.

"Why are you cooking for me?" She asked.

Chanyeol took a seat in front of her. His elbows rested on the table while he crossed his fingers, laying his chin on top of them. "You need to heal quickly. You strained yourself last night."

He was being nice. Why...?

"Can I trust you?" Ahn asked suddenly. "I mean, you're a strange man in my apartment. Am I safe?"

"No." He admitted. Chanyeol leaned back on his chair. "You are with me, but you're not safe. Also I'm not some strange man." He pointed at her glasses. "I'm the one who gave you your sight back."

"Oh." She touched the lenses softly. "Should I say thank you?"

"No. Now eat. You need your energy."

Ahn looked down at the stir fried rice. It looked so good...but she couldn't trust it yet. He could have poisoned it. She pushed it away and he stared in shock and anger. "Tell me everything first."

Chanyeol looked annoyed at that but nodded. "Fine. I'm a demon, those eyes used to be mine, they were transferred to you. Because of that all these lowly pathetic demons are trying to get their hands on you because eating you would make them more powerful."

Ahn choked on her juice. Chanyeol made a disgusted face and scooted his chair away.

"Eat me?!"

"Aish-" He went to the kitchen grabbing a napkin and came back. To her surprise, Chanyeol went behind her and started wiping her mouth like she was some sort of child. "They eat you, they get a piece of me. I'm a very powerful demon." He finished wiping her mouth and had the nerve to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear. Ahn jumped up in panic.

"So-" It was suddenly hot. Too hot. Her face felt red again. "W-what about the people in the black robes?"

Chanyeol looked at her and down at his own hands. "The light of God. TLOG for short. A stupid cult that's been on my ass for decades now." He shook his head. "Last night was the closest they've been to actually killing me. I blame you for that."

Ahn gripped the edge of the wall. "Demons, cults, god... I don't get any of this."

"I know, because you're stupid."

She frowned at him. "How can I trust you? You said I'm safe with you but I haven't heard a good reason why?"

Chanyeol walked towards her, so close that her back pressed against the wall and their chests almost touched. He was so tall. He smelled good... like expensive cologne. Can demons actually smell like that? He tapped on her glasses. "Because I don't want my eyes eaten and I don't want myself exorcised. Is that reason enough?"

It was. She gulped and nodded. He was so close. So....handsome, he was very handsome. "S-So how do I stop this? What can I do? I can't keep fearing for my life."

"Indeed you can't." Chanyeol leaned even closer, his hand pressing against the wall beside her. "There is one way to speed up the process. A way to make it harder for the other demons to get to you."

"What is it?"

"A contract. Between human and demon. It's something that's been done for centuries now but it's looked down on, well you can imagine why. This way you'll belong to me and I'll belong to you. It'll add a new barrier of protection." Chanyeol stared into her glasses but it felt like it was burning through the flimsy plastic and through to her actual eyes.

"And how do we do it?" Ahn didn't like the sound of this. Being tied down to a demon sounded like something straight out of a horror movie. She would definitely need to be exorcised after that. Maybe even possessed. Was he able to possess her? Chanyeol brought his mouth to her ear, her breathing picked up.

His lips lightly touched the lobe and it took everything in her not to make a sound. Ahn had never experienced this type of feeling before, her stomach flipped and heated all at once. He was so close. Too close. Were all demons like this? "How?" She asked again, trying to keep the conversation going. His breath tickled against her skin. It sent a shockwave through every nerve she had. Her body became painfully aware of his build and length.

He was so nicely built.

"We have sex."

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Chanyeol held the ice pack to his cheek. It burned like hell. Of course it did. That girl carried demon power in her. It had been able to go through the veil that separated the mortal world and the spirit world. All of that energy so she can land a slap on him.

"Aish!" He kicked the stool in front of him and it fell over, earning another scolding from Kiol. He didn't listen. What did he do wrong? He heard her heart rate pick up? She blushed? He cooked for her? What else could he have done? He was handsome too? Didn't that count for something?

"Maybe you're not her type." Kai grinned cheekily. Knowing it would set him off. Chanyeol threw the ice across the room, hitting a demon in the process.

"I don't get it. I failed?" Chanyeol had never failed before. Not with women at least. Though he hadn't tried the contract too many times. Only twice. One for a similar situation and the other... he didn't want to think about it. "I never fail."

Kai smiled, enjoying this a little too much. "Fine, I'll help you out, you're probably just rusty. It's been a while since you've even seen a woman. Demon and human alike."

"Shut up."

Kai picked up the stool and sat down in front of Chanyeol. "Tell me what you did."

Chanyeol told him everything. Even the embarrassing part like being called a pervert in the bathroom. Kiol listened in as well. When they finished he wanted to kick the stool again. This time just so he can send Kai rolling away. They both started laughing. They laughed for quite a long time until they were nearly out of breath. He didn't even know it was possible for demons. Kiol continued laughing, shaking his head and leaving to serve a group of demons their drinks.

Kai tried calming himself down but couldn't. "I'm sorry it's just that, I never thought I'd see one of the most powerful demons in this situation."

"Shut up." Chanyeol repeated himself.

"Wow, humans are a lot braver these days aren't they?" He chuckled and twisted to lay his arms on the bar. "Your first mistake was calling her stupid. Everyone hates being called stupid. Your second mistake was being nice and rude at the same time you probably confused her. Push and pull is good but not like that."

"I was nice."

"Not nice enough. She wants to trust you, so you need to be able to gain it. Become friends with her."

Chanyeol gritted his teeth. This was too much work but it would be a lot shorter than waiting for her to age and die off. That would be annoying. He didn't think he could spend that many years around her. So his only choice was to have her give him his eyes willingly. He had lied to her. The contract wasn't an equal trade. Demons would never be that stupid. Once it was made he was able to own her. It was the oldest trick in the book and something that traced centuries back. He would be able to get her to do anything he wanted. He planned to get the contract over with and demand she clawed her eyes out for him once they fully healed. He wanted to kick something again. "What do I do then?"

"Your third mistake is thinking she'd just want to sleep with you. Seriously you've gotten stupid haven't hyung?" Kai laughed again. "Listen, you have to romanticize her. Take her on dates."

"No."

"Make her feel like she's wanted but also respected."

"She's not wanted nor respected."

Kai raised his hands in defeat. "Then have fun spending the rest of her life protecting and being around her. You did well cooking for her, and explaining everything to her but try to be nicer."

Chanyeol didn't say another word. He was beyond annoyed. He stood up and left the bar. The gates to it glowed as he exited, finding himself back in the mortal world. In a liquor store that had been abandoned in the eighties. Chanyeol kicked a bottle and ran a hand through his hair. "Be nicer huh?" He had always been competitive. Maybe if he saw this as a competition or a game it would work in his favor. Fine.

He can be nice.

The nicest demon anyone had ever encountered.

Part 4 - It’s hard to Process:

Ahn hadn't been working. She should have but Chanyeol's voice kept ringing in her ear.

Sex.

We have sex.

Sex....

Intercourse??!

She groaned, leaning back on her office chair. The cubicles around her were mostly empty due to many people quitting recently. So now it was just her, Aera and Baekhyun on this floor. Aera had called off today, which wasn't surprising. She hated the rain. Baekhyun was in the cubicle in front of her. He wasn't working either. From what she could see he had been twirling his pencil while staring at the ceiling for the last thirty minutes.

Sex... Ahn wanted to scream. Why did she slap him?! Why did he disappear the second she had?! Chanyeol hadn't even looked angry; he had been as shocked as she had been. It served him right but...why did she do it?

"You're groaning a lot over there." Baekhyun leaned out of his walls to look at her. "Diarrhea?" He joked.

"Stop-" Ahn looked at her friend. He was human but he was as equally as pretty as Chanyeol. It helped her calm down. Sure, the demon was good looking but it didn't mean he had a right to ask that of her. To be so forward with her. Baekhyun tilted his head curiously, white hair falling over one eye.

He was beautiful. He had dyed it that color because requiem decided to make him the center for his good looks. It fit well. When he danced he looked like a celebrity and even when he didn't, he did. Ahn looked at him and asked her question before even thinking. "What do you think of sex?"

"Sex?" Baekhyun looked surprised. He then smiled and gave her a thumbs up "It's great!"

She threw a pen at him in response. Baekhyun dodged and laughed. "I'm being serious! It's great! Why ask though?"

"This guy asked me..." She stopped. Ahn couldn't tell him about Chanyeol being a demon or how she was in danger. She couldn't tell him anything so she made up a lie. "Hmm, this guy I went out with asked me to sleep with him on the first date."

A very very big lie.

Baekhyun stood up and walked over to her. "Ya! Who was it? I'll beat him up. Do you want me to talk to him? That's not how you treat a lady barely out of surgery."

She laughed and shook her head knowing very well that even though he sounded like he was joking, he meant it. It's how he was. He stopped and contemplated. "Unless you were okay with it, then no judgement here-" He winked.

"I'm not sure how I felt." She admitted.

"Then I would go on a couple more dates to see how you feel." Baekhyun placed his hands on his hips. "If you feel weirded out by him then-" He popped his lips and pretended to hit an invisible ball with an invisible baseball bat. "Out he goes."

She nodded, not really knowing what to do with that advice. It's not like she had been on a date or anything. How could she even face Chanyeol after slapping him like that? And why was she embarrassed of him as if he was actually a human and not some weird creepy demon? Ahn groaned and Baekhyun mimicked her, going back to his desk. The elevator door dinged and Sunja ran in. "There's a really hot guy downstairs asking for you!" She ran up to Ahn, grabbing her shoulders.

The smaller female shook her violently in a way she could feel was playful jealous. Sunja was a lot like her. Same age, in the same dance group and has never had a boyfriend. Both were good at dancing and both got along because of the mutual understanding that love was hard. Unlike her though, Sunja had 20/20 vision and was a lot smaller than Ahn. Also unlike her, her bangs were thick in the front while Ahn decided she wanted curtain bangs.

"You should have told me you got a boyfriend, the betrayal hurts!" She pinched Ahns cheeks and Baekhyun watched amused. Just like Ahn... Sunja was equally dramatic. Ahn whined trying to get Sunjas fingers off of her cheeks. They both started struggling while Ahn complained that she was going to pop them.

The elevator rang again and Baekhyun whistled. Ahn ignored him, trying to get Sunja off of her. Sunja decided to hug her now. "We were supposed to be in this together! You little snake!"

"You're going to kill me! I can't breathe!" Ahn yelled at her.

"We can't have that happening can we?"

They both stopped and looked at Chanyeol who was staring at them with the same frustrated look he seemed to sport around her. He was back to his leathers. He looked like the demon she met the other night. Except his eyes were a normal brown. Chanyeol suddenly glared at Sunja "Why are you hurting her? She's important to me."

Baekhyun bursted out laughing and it had Chanyeol turning his attention to him. Ahn was too busy dying of embarrassment.

Why would he say it like that?!

Sunja let go of her and went towards Baekhyun who was now standing up. He was significantly shorter than Chanyeol but both Ahn and Sunja were thinking the same thing.

They were alike after all.

Handsome. So handsome. Both of them.

"Are you the one who asked Ahn to have sex with her?" Baekhyun asked, no longer the jokester. His eyes were shooting warning daggers at Chanyeol and Chanyeol was returning them.

Sunja looked at her in surprise.

"I did. Why?" Chanyeol asked.

"Wait," Baekhyun laughed sarcastically. "That's not how you treat my friend. Don't start making her uncomfortable."

Chanyeol snorted and looked at Ahn. "Let's go. We need to talk."

Sunja seemed to be angry at him now too. She walked up to Chanyeol. "You pervert! Is that all you want from her? Tell us the truth!"

"Pervert?! Why does-?!" Chanyeol looked annoyed now. "Humans are so-" He stopped both sentences and smirked. "And what if it is? What if all I want is to touch her and pleasure her?"

Ahn's eyes widened. The heat in her stomach came back. Her eyes roamed over his body. No. Stop letting him win! Ahn took off her glasses and threw them roughly on the ground.

"Ya!" Chanyeol immediately bent to pick them up. He placed them back on her head carefully, earning bewildered glances from both her friends. "I told you to take care of the eyes!"

"See he cares about me, he's just being silly!" She said awkwardly. Ahn grabbed Chanyeol's arm, tugging him away from them and towards the elevator. He was dangerous. Maybe not to her, but probably to her friends. Surprisingly, Chanyeol let her lead him out. They reached the elevator and she waited until the doors closed to yell.

"Why were you trying to get them mad?! Why did you say that stuff? We barely know each other and you're already getting involved in my life like this? How'd you even find out where I worked?"

"How are my eyes?" He ignored her.

"My eyes are fine. They're healing." She muttered annoyed. Her blush hadn't gone down and she still wanted to keep touching him weirdly enough. Chanyeol crossed his arms, lost in his own thoughts.

Her hands formed into fists. "I'm not having sex with you. I've decided. Even- even if it'll help our situation and create less threats for me. I can't. Like I said we barely know each other and I've barely met you. It'd be weird." Plus she was a virgin. She didn't want to tell him that part though.

"Fine." Chanyeol shrugged. The doors opened and he walked out. Ahn followed behind. They left the office building and went out into the rainy streets of Seoul.

"Fine?" She asked. "So that's it? For a demon you're pretty lenient."

"I won't force you to. If you don't want to then fine." Chanyeol pointed across the street to two figures similar to the ones that had been outside her apartment. They smiled and stared at her like she was going to be their last meal on earth. Ahn edged closer to Chanyeol and he stepped away from her. He then frowned and went back to stand beside her. "Ah...Don't worry I'll keep you safe. They're not strong enough to take me on so they won't attack today. Though it's going to be annoying having to protect you twenty four seven."

"Thank you." She grabbed his sleeve and they walked across the street. Her heart pounded. Those faces were inhuman. Waxy and glazed over. Evil puppets. It was terrifying. Chanyeol put himself in front of her and they faded away. Like mist or fog the demons left.

"Don't be. I shouldn't have thrown that option out like it was nothing." Chanyeol grinned. "I mean for me it's nothing, but I know humans are sentimental creatures. Know each other or not, Demons run on different time. Five years can seem like an eternity for us."

"I think depending on the situation, it can seem like an eternity for humans too."

"What do you mean?"

"Like if you're trying to figure out life for example. Five years sounds like a long time, an eternity to get it done but before you know it, it's reached you. Time is scary like that for everyone. Even demons I'd guess."

"Interesting." Was all he said.

In five years would she be married? Would she have finally found a husband? A boyfriend even? Would she still be a virgin? Ahn looked at Chanyeol. He was technically her type. He was anyone's type. Tall, handsome, good voice.

"Maybe if we-"

He stopped to listen to her and she closed her mouth. What was she saying?! What was she about to suggest?! If they went on a couple dates and started dating? Of course he wouldn't want that. Ahn shook her head. "-Nevermind."

She wanted to run now. Not run away, but just run to get all these pent up feelings out. Looking down at her shoes, she shrugged and took off. They weren't the best for running but not the worst. At least she hadn't worn heels today. Behind her she could hear Chanyeol yelling at her. Ahn ignored him and kept running. It felt good to run. Small droplets of water hit her face and she took them all in.

Her knees ached but it was fine. Chanyeol was running behind her. That's fine too. Ahn ran into the park and started her first lap around the track. It's something she always did after work. If not, she would go and practice dancing with Baekhyun, Sunja and the rest of requiem. She focused on the path in front of her, the dark grey cement that had been colored by the rain. Her shoes that came and went one at a time depending on foot.

She continued running until Chanyeol appeared in front of her, she crashed into him but he held her upright. "What did I say about being careful?!"

Her vision was blurring again. Ahn shoved him away. "I'm fine, I just have to keep moving." She started running again but was stopped by Chanyeol as he grabbed her wrist.

"This healing process is going to be impossible with you isn't it?"

"Why do you care so much?!" She tried pulling her hand away but he was stronger. The rain picked up, plastering her hair down. "You said you don't want your eyes eaten but you're dead right? Or at least a form of it? Why do you care about them? Why can't I just have them? Why don't all these demons leave me alone!?"

There it was. What she had been avoiding. Ahn wasn't one to complain often but right now she was angry, frustrated and scared. She hadn't had enough time to process all of this. She had tried accepting it and shutting everything else down. There probably would never be enough time to process.

There weren't enough years in her life for her to come to terms with what was happening. She didn’t think she could ever get used to it. Chanyeol only stared at her as she yelled at him. The water didn't reach him. He wasn't getting wet. As if an invisible protective layer had been built around him. She looked down at their hands, even her hand was wet, except for the rest he held.

Nothing made sense.

"Why?" Ahn asked him. "Why Are your eyes so important to you? I get it for the lower demons but why you? I need to know more!"

Chanyeol didn't answer. Instead his gaze shifted to her hair. "You're going to get sick, let's get you home."

"Also that. Are you a nice person or an asshole? I don't get it either. You're so weird." She pulled her arm and this time he let go. Ahn walked out of the park and towards her apartment. He hadn't answered her and judging by his facial expression he wasn't going to.

She deserved an explanation didn't she? Ahn knew she did. Why couldn't her surgery come with normal side effects? No, she had to get a demon and a cult. Ahn had never been religious, this was all new to her.

She didn't check if Chanyeol was behind her.

Making it back to her apartment, thanks to the water, her shoes made a stupid noise with every step made. She took the stairs, grateful Chanyeol didn't annoy her with a 'take the elevator' comment. When she reached the front door, the sweet smell of soup and bread filled her nose.

Ahn rushed in to find her mother by the stove warming up a pot she had brought. Ahn looked back to see that Chanyeol wasn't there. How long had he been gone?

Oh well. He was probably mad at her.

"I'll be out of your hair. I know you hate me visiting unannounced." Her mom muttered. She wiped her hands on a dish rag and hugged her.

Ahn accepted it, not really knowing what to say except a small thank you. Her mom patted her head and walked towards her bed. "I also brought your things back from the hospital. Your personality always amazes me. You were able to make a friend in such a short amount of time. Wish you were that nice to me and your father though."

"What?"

"Your friend, what was it? Abel? Gabe?" She shuffled through the tote bag filled with her belongings and took out a small piece of folded paper.

"Gabriel?" Ahn asked, taking the note.

"That's right! Gabriel, he was such a sweet boy. Very sick though. It's sad seeing someone so young look like that. Do you think he has a chance of getting better?"

Her mom kept rambling on. Ahn ignored her, shakily opening the note. The one time Chanyeol decides to leave her alone is the one time he should be here. She didn't want any of this. In very bad handwriting read a simple message in black ink. So simple her mother wouldn't be able to go detect anything off with it, but enough that she would understand.

To my junk food buddie:

I hope we can talk again soon!

- Gabriel

How soon was he thinking? Did the cult know where she lived? Ahn looked at her mom "Did you tell him where I live?"

"No! Should I have?"

She shook her head. "N-No, no. Don't tell anyone."

"I'm not just handing out your address to everyone I meet you know?" Her mom sighed, going to the stove again. She started telling her about the different ingredients she had put in the soup.

"That sounds delicious!" Ahn faked a happy tone and walked over to the window. There were two figures today. A man and woman, smiling up at her. Both looked like they were in their late forties. She wanted her mom to leave but would it be dangerous? Ahn pressed her hand against the window, both bodies shifted closer. It reminded her of zoo animals.

Specifically one time when she witnessed the handlers waving the food in front of the glass display for the monkeys to see. Some had stared, happily waiting. While most... most had gone wild. When would these demons get desperate enough to do the same thing? Her breath shook.

Those smiles were nothing human.

Chanyeol came up behind them. The vanished quickly and he looked up at her. Ahn sighed in shamed relief. All those things said to him only for her to be happy when he was here to protect her. She should keep him around.

At least for now.

__________

Chanyeol frowned, he followed Ahn's birth mom until she got home safely. He didn't know why he was doing it but it would definitely earn him points in her favor.

He quickly landed on the rooftop of the last building which was a small convenience store. There, in front of it he could see Ahn's childhood home he presumed. Her mother opened the door and walked in. He didn't leave until he heard the door click.

And then he was off again.

Chanyeol sped back towards the girl's apartment. Jumping from rooftop to rooftop sometimes getting the energy to transport himself a couple feet. He was nicer today... so he thought. He probably shouldn't have pushed her friends but they had irritated him.

What was it with humans calling him a pervert lately?!

If only they knew he could crush them. Even possess them if he went far enough. Ahn had also pushed him too far today. All those questions. He hadn't been prepared. His energy crackled and burned at his fingertips. He had to leave her for a moment before he set something on fire.

Why were his eyes so important to him? Well that was a secret of his own. Something she didn't deserve to know. Not even Kiol and Kai knew. Chanyeol went through the window without letting the glass open. Ahn was in the shower... like always. He sighed and sat down on her bed. Something slipped and fell on the ground. It clattered loudly. He cursed and bent down to pick it up.

It was....

He didn't know. Chanyeol stared at it confused. It was square-ish and made of mostly glass from what he could tell. It was warm too. There was a rubber case around it. The thing lit up and he stared at it. It was almost like a mini television.

"Interesting." He muttered. Instead of a show there were a bunch of words on the screen. Chanyeol gripped it sideways and it turned the words to the right position. Even more interesting. He quietly started reading.

_________

Ahn was prepared today.

She had brought her clothes in the bathroom just in case Chanyeol had come back. She covered herself more than usual too. Usually wearing shorts and a crop top to sleep, Ahn had picked out loose sweatpants and a sweater to wear instead. For modesty.

Walking out of the bathroom she found Chanyeol on the ground, back against her bed with one foot stretched out and the other bent with the knee facing the ceiling. Did he know how much of a model he looked like doing that? He probably didn't care. He was too busy staring at her phone.

Her...Phone.

"No!" Ahn shouted, rushing to him and snatching the phone out of his hands.

"Ya!" Chanyeol stood up trying to grab it back from her. She didn't let him, Ahn stretched her arm back as far as it went so he wouldn't reach. He stretched too almost tripping over.

"I'm trying to finish the story!"

"You were reading it!?" Ahn's voice came out in almost a squeak. She held out a hand stopping him. "How much did you read?"

"The part where he put his mouth between her thighs and-"

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" Ahn was embarrassed all over again. She might actually die from it this time. She locked her phone and tucked it in her pocket.

Chanyeol grinned and stood straight. "It's funny, Your heart is beating wildly. I'm guessing you've read this too? Literature has gotten very erotic. Though, I can do better than the guy in the story."

Better!? This was supposed to be Sunja's nastiest fic yet. Ahn was mortified. She had opened her phone to find a million texts from her friends but the link to Sunja's new story had her running to shower so she could cuddle up in bed and read it. She must have left her phone unlocked in the process. Ahn slid to the floor, crossing her legs and burying her hands in her face. "I can't believe you read that."

"Is this your favorite author?"

She laid completely now, tucking her body in and pressing her knees to her chest. "Sunja wrote it." Her words came out muffled by her hands.

"Who?"

"The girl you met today. With the black hair and bangs."

"The one torturing you?"

Ahn nodded. She heard Chanyeol sit down beside her. Ahn twisted to look at him, he was smiling at her. Actually smiling. He seemed to be over whatever mood he had been in at the park today. Ahn sat up and glared at him. "What?"

"Nothing. You'll just slap me again."

She frowned yet felt better that he was here now. At least she won't have to worry about someone attacking her right now. Which reminded her... Ahn pointed behind him to Gabriel's letter. Chanyeol turned around and grabbed it, he unfolded it and read it slowly.

His face changed. His eyes darkened and the paper in his hands disintegrated as if he had burned them without flames. "The cult." He muttered. "Do they know where you live?"

She shook her head. "Not yet, it sounds like they're trying to find out."

"They'll have more people next time."

It was still raining outside. A strike of lightning painted the sky, the room filled with a white light and in that moment she could see figures. It only lasted a second, as much as it took for the room to light up and darken again. But at that moment, Ahn saw multiple figures. A crowd of shadows in the shape of humans surrounding them. Ahn stood up, suddenly scared for her life. Chanyeol looked up at her and then looked around.

"Don't worry, they're not demons. Just spirits."

"Ghosts?" That didn't make it any better.

"The spirit world and the human world are in the same plane of existence. A thin veil separates it but technically, they walk amongst the living. They won't hurt us, some don't even know they're dead." Chanyeol looked towards her bathroom, his voice came out low and serious . "Many can't even see you. You can only see them because you have my eyes."

Ahn followed his gaze but saw nothing now. A shiver crawled up her back and she walked towards her bed. Getting under the sheets, Ahn covered herself until she felt safe. Something she hadn't done since she was a child.

It was useless to freak out again. "Chanyeol-" she whispered.

"Hm?"

"Can you stay the night?"

"You want to do the contract?" He joked.

She didn't feel like joking. Ahn closed her eyes and pretended like she hadn't seen those figures. Pretended like she hadn't heard Chanyeol. "Just no funny business. Just stay by my side."

"Don't worry, I'm nice. Get your rest. Demons don't sleep."

Ahn didn't know why he had to sneak in the nice part in but took that as a good sign, though something in his voice sounded off when he said the last part. It almost sounded like he was angry at the fact.

Either way she fell asleep.

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