twenty

Jisung stomped his feet angrily as he entered the house. But to his surprise, it was silent. Minho was nowhere to be found. He called out to the demon for a thousand times, but received no response.

He sighed and sat down on the living room sofa, massaging his temples. Minutes passed by as he waited for Minho, and then those minutes turned into hours before he even noticed it. Minho was still not back.

He went to the kitchen and started making coffee for himself when he felt someone's chest leaning against his back, trapping him at the counter. He turned around to clear his suspicions. And he was right—it was Minho.

"Where have you been?" He asked, glaring at the demon.

Minho was silent for a moment, staring at the ceiling. "I went to hell and asked around if anyone knew how to break bonds," he said, making Jisung's eyes go wide.

"And then? Did anyone know how to?"

"So, how did your talk with the priest go?" He asked, clearly trying to avoid the latter's question.

Jisung rolled his eyes as he recalled the events that happened earlier. "The priest chased me away, calling me a sinner. But, going back to what you said, did any other demons know how to break bonds?"

"Yeah. A demon told me that bonds are formed when a human and a demon establish a strong, friendly connection with each other, and the only way to break the bond is... Um, I don't really know how I should say this to you."

To be continued...

a/n: lol I wonder what that 'only way' to get rid of the bond is.

I'm actually so close to discontinuing this book because I'm running out of ideas, but I wouldn't want to let y'all down (especially those who are actually anticipating for the next chapter)

But don't worry, I wouldn't like to have an ongoing book just sitting on the corner : )