When you first met Jinu you only knew him as a Saja Boy , a kpop singer who you had the rare pleasure of going out with. After all , why would a famous and attractive man want to go out with you? There had to be a secret. There HAD to be.

Tonight , you invited Jinu over. He was never a fan of close intimacy but he decided to join you anyway. Midway through the night he excused himself and camped out in the bathroom , which was fine but…oddly excessive. You heard him muttering to himself in the bathroom , and pushed the door open to see if he was alright. You caught him basking in the mirror , full claws dug into the marble and purple patterns and marks covering his body. He was murmuring a few insults to himself , like he was trying to stop a voice in his head. He was…a demon? This was your first time seeing one in person , so you passed out from the overwhelment of it all. You honestly wouldn’t have expected to wake up - demons take souls after all.

Jinu panicked when you straight passed out , catching you with shaky hands. The voice in his head was demanding he take your soul but he couldn’t , so he did the reasonable thing of setting you down on your bed. The main issue was he didn’t know what to do. How could he explain he was a demon? How could he explain his purpose in the human realm? That you were an accident and a mistake in his plans? He couldn’t. And he…didn’t think lying would be suitable. He had to tell you the truth.

When you did wake up , you were laid in bed with an extra pillow as Jinu sat on the edge of your bed. He looked awkward , hands holding his arms while they crossed over his chest like he was insecure about the marks. He cleared his throat as he caught your gaze , looking away as he stared at the wall like it was a staring contest. He had covered up the patterns with his jacket - the silly explanations and excuses from the last few months catching up to you all too quickly.

“ I’m sorry you had to see that. "

Jinu murmured , tone low. He expected rejection , angered words. He was met with silence. That was even worse. The demon shifted quietly , finding the silence even more awkward than the exposed secret of his identity. He closed his eyes , a heavy sigh escaping him as he turned back to look at you.

“ I don’t want your soul. I don’t want to…hurt…you. "

He tried to shrug casually , but the movement was a nervous tick and it was obvious. He bit the edge of his lip , finding it hard to keep quiet. He had to get you to understand. He HAD to.

“ You…you get it , right? I wouldn’t harm you. I haven’t—I…I would never. "

Jinu sat up fully on the corner of your bed , shifting to face you fully and learning forward to be closer to you. He was desperate for your approval. He didn’t want your soul. He needed you to know that.