Hyunjin POV

Han sits next to me slurping on his bubble tea and I can't get my eyes of him. His cheeks get so round everytime he collects two sips in his mouth before gulping them down.

I also take a sip of my drink. Iced Americano. Jisungie pulls his cheesecake closer and takes a bite. He moans at the taste of the delicious cake and my whole body freezes. I stopped in the middle of drinking and just observed how Hannie's eyes turn in satisfaction.

I gulp down the sip, that begins to taste bitter in my mouth and rip of my eyes from Jisung, trying my best to hide my boner. Yes, I just enjoyed how Han shows his love to this cake. And yes, I just got hard at my naughty fantasies, inspired by this beautiful sounds that leave my ex's mouth.

I lick over my upper lip, concentrating on the barista making a coffee. I wanted to be a barista once, but I wasn't fast enough. He killed me before I could study it...

"-JIN!"

"Huh?"

"I already called you a dozen times! Where are you with your mind?"

"Oh, uhm... it's nothing. Let me out, I am on the toilet real quick..."

Han POV

I looked after Hyunjin confused. Why so sudden? And why is he so weird... he is running like a monkey...

I shrugged my shoulders, concentrating on the sweet desert infront of me.

Chan POV

"Look at you, pathetic wreck."

My eyelids flutter open, but i do not really see anything.

"I thought, I stole your wings..."

I bit down on my to gue to get some senses back into my mouth and amswered in a raspy tone: "You thought many things..."

My brother looks up at me with red angry eyes.

"You got some guts, already talking again."

"This is not my first time going through this process. You already killed me a dozen times. Some habits never change... how long was my body lifeless?"

"Not long. For about two days."

I nod, looking at the guards, who open up the glasstube I am in, cuffed in chains.

"You are pretty useless, dead..."

"I know I am. Let me live and I will try to kill you, let me die and the angels will kill you."

"It's not like I have a choice."

"Well, you have..."

"Chan, you are weak. Like our brother. He was also weak-"

"Is that why you killed him?", I asked cold.

"I haven't exactly killed h-"

"His signal is dead. It is since a few days you send him down to earth and cut his wings. Now give me one reason why I shouldn't consider this as murder!"

"Why do you think he didn't have his wings anymore. You still have them too..."

"That's different..."

Lucifer sighs.

"You are just so dumb, you could never kill me. I have an army and you have nothing. Nobody likes you, Chan. You are just a disgusting piece of shit who killed thousands of people!"

I feel a hot stream of tears streaming down my cheeks.

"You are weak! When dad died, you just cried, when mum died, you tried to kill yourself. You are weak, you don't even deserve to be a demon prince, Chan!", he spits. I feel how the guards open the chains around my wrists and broke down, kneeling on the floor. The open the ones around my feet too, but I did. But I dod not even try to stand up. I look down, pictures of my parents on the day of their death flashing through my mind infront of my eyes.

"Now go and never show yourself to me! If I see you again, I am putting you in a jail."

He snaps with his fingers and I feel myself falling from the sky as the floor disappears.

I did not even try to open my wings, feeling my body thud on the forest's ground. I feel lifeless and the fact that Lucifer is never going to let me die, kills me.

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Hyunjin POV

I rush to the toilets, looking around to make sure nobody is watching. The whole room is empty. I run to the last stall and slammed it close, locking it and sit down, leaning back while sighing loudly. The tent in my trousers got bigger, caused by my wild fantasies, playing with my mind.

I know that I need to be fast, if I don't want Jisung to come searching me.

I open up the zipper, pulling down my boxer and stroke my dick, playing with the tip and seeing the thoughts from a few minutes ago, playing infront of my closed eyes.

Jisung laying under me, moaning and pressing his hips against mine, upper bodypressed down into a fancy bed, with white, silky sheets.

His eyes turning backwards...

My hand got faster unconsciously. I move up and down fast, pressing my lips close, so no sound leaves my mouth. My eyes flutter open at the feeling of my precum dripping down. Only a few strokes to my orgasm.

"Ahhh!", I jump back, my trousers fall down. The boy infront of me looks me dead in the eyes.

"Go on. I am not gonna interrupt ypu. I know living with a boner is hard..."