MY SWEET DEMON

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Z' POV.

"Why the fuck am I here?" I muttered as I glare at Night who has been shooting me teasy remarks.

"It's because we lack assistants and you're the only one who's capable of handling Mist without flirting with him." Night retorted.

I grunted as I stomped my feet on the ground. This idiots are making fun of me and I don't like it!

Where am I you asked?

At the backstage of their little comeback show promotion. I was dragged here this morning because the lack staffs (because all of them simply flirt with them) to help them fix how the boys' look — just what the fucking shit do they think of me?!?!? I don't even know how to do make ups or even style someone's clothes!

They dragged me here and expected me to help just because I and Mist have training to do after this show! But fuck it! I could've wait in our headquarter's for him to finish his shit! They could've told me to wait there — not bring me here and make me their personal assistant!

"Yah! Quit complaining Z, go and remove Mist's make up now!" Night pushed me inside Mist's personal dressing room giving me a damp make up remover.

"He just got his make up, Nigh--"

He cut me off, "Yeah, but we're done and going home now. He doesn't like make up staying long on his face! So get going sturdy PA!"

"Yah!" I shouted, however. . . I retrieved and just let him go. Entering the room where Mist was resting on the couch.

"Mist," I nudge his shoulders. He abruptly opened his eyes. His gaze immediately locking with mine.

He's eyes were always intense and beautiful. How could this boy even go from cute to sexy by just the difference of the way he stare. His sweats made his porcelain skin shine more as his thick dark eyebrows cocked up in confusion, waiting for me to do something.

Something in me wanted to back away and just leave this hell Infront of me. But the excitement in the pit of my stomach is pushing me to stay and wait for him to make me feel various types of emotions again.

"I. . . I-I was sent here to re-remove your m-make up." Fuck it! Why did I stammered! So not cool, Z. So not cool!

He nodded, his eyes closing again. "Go on. I'll be just resting here."

I hummed and started to move closer. My heart was beating so fast and my breathenwas hitching every time I rub his face gently. I could feel my cheeks heating up again and my hands shaking as I remove the make up.

"You know. . ." He mumbled, "I wouldn't eat you, Z. Stop feeling this awkward with me so much."

My eyes widened at that, my movements stoping in halt, "What?"

"Z, I can feel your uneasiness towards me." He said, his eyes opening and looking straight at me. "Are you forgetting that our feelings are connected now?"

I didn't utter anything and continued on to what I was doing, not giving a damn about his eyes which was still following my movements. Why the fuck is his make up so thick? Why the fuck is it so hard to remove? Why the fuck do I feel my legs shaking and getting tired now? I don't know. . . All I did was to stop for moment and sigh in frustration!

"Here," He tapped his lap. "Sit here, you seemed uncomfortable and your muscles will hurt if you keep crouching infront of me."

As much as he cares for my muscle pain, I ignored him and just continued. There's no way I'm sitting on his lap — to fuck up with my feelings more!

"Stubborn," I heard him say and just before I could react, he held my shoulders and pushed me down, he forced me to sit on his lap as his hands held my waist tight.

I gulped. Knowing our position right now, anyone who will barged in this room will think of something dirty. Me, straddling his lap with my legs dangling at both sides of his tighs. . . Shit!

I look at him and our position, and him again and back to our position. . . I look at him again and that's when he snapped, "Go on and just proceed to what you're doing."

He himself was flustered and getting red cheeks from what he did. Tss, unbelievable. He had the courage to put us in this situation, yet he's getting shy and stiff.

I shrugged him off as I continued on removing the make up. I scanned his beautiful features which I didn't really had the time to appreciate when we're all over school, training and missions. His soft porcelain skin, his doe attractive eyes, his cute pointed nose and his plump pinkish lips. My eyes stopped at his thin lips as they looked to kissable and enticing. I have to close my eyes and forcefully avert them to his puffy cheeks.
The small scar on one of his cheek below his eyes didn't escape from my sight. My fingers run through them.

"What happened to this?" I asked.

Mist looked more uncomfortable. His brows were furrowed. "Katrix and I fought because of a game before. . ." He breathed, "Now, just work faster and stop moving."

His voice almost broke and seeing him like this got me worried. I was about to move away and ask him, but before I can even move. . . He held my waist tightly and his eyes begged, "Don't move. Just finish it already."

I find him weird and confusing. However, I just did what he said. He's biting his lips as I hear him whimper everytime I try to ship. I couldn't understand what was wrong with him, but the burning fire inside my chest and the immense hotness that I feel. . . Maybe that's what he's feeling.

I rubbed against the softness of his skin and remove every last bits of his make up. Why does he have alot of moles? He has one on his forehead, two at the pick of his nose, one ontop of his nostril, his right cheek has three, his left cheek has two, he has a mole under his lips and also above his lips. So many beauty spots. Even his neck has one. This demon. . . Tss.

"All done." I exclaimed as I move away from him.

Once I did he immediately took a throw pillow and covered his thighs with it.

That action, I find weird.

"You can go out now!" He piped. "Th-Thank you!"

ONCE I was out, I saw Night entering the room and smirking at me. I was about to leave when I heard their conversation inside.

"Waahh~ your growing up, dude!" Night cheered. What was that about?

"I shouldn't have done that!" I heard Mist whined.

Night was laughing as he said, "Aww~ did Z gave you a boner?"

WHAT?!?!?

My face heated up as I back away and run not even sparing one glance at Storm who greeted me. . . So that is what Mist has been hiding! Why he prevented me from moving! And the burning feeling! Fuck! Shit!

I swear I'll kill him!

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A/N: sorry about skipping an update yesterday, I wasn't feeling well😅😅 anyways, this book will come to an end soon! But idk when😂😅 hopefully y'all stay evwn tho you're all silent readers... I appreciate you😍 anyhow, how was this chapter?