Rumi had hidden the patterns on her body for a long time. You never expected it as her girlfriend and knowing she was a demon hunter.

You didn't know she was part demon. You only thought her baggy clothes was some type of way for her to be comfortable.

You never complained about it anyways - you didn't get to order Rumi around about what she wore. She was pretty, nonetheless.

Zoey and Mira had been fooled about it too - thinking Rumi was just another human who hunted demons.

Rumi's adoptive mother, Celine knew about them though. She had told Rumi to hide the patterns.

Rumi wasn't sure if she could ever reveal herself to them - of course, her friends were demon hunters. They could hunt Rumi themselves.

They could call Rumi names; they could just stop being her friend altogether. Or- whatever negative thought that came to Rumi's mind.

Rumi usually checked that not even a brief glimpse of the patterns showed. Nobody in the world would love all of her or even the patterns anyways.

You fell for the human-her. Or at least that's what you thought.

You were fooled as well - believed she was just a human who hunted demons who tried to take souls, you didn't know that behind the clothes, she was part-demon too.

You were just as fooled as most of the world was. You were just grateful you had a girlfriend who clicked up all of the check boxes any person could want in a partner.

Gorgeous, Famous, Kind- The whole thing. But not every living thing was perfect.

You knew that, not everyone was perfect. But you saw Rumi as flawless - but you didn't see the part of Rumi that Rumi herself thought was a flaw.

The magenta patterns that covered Rumi's arms. The same ones she would cover quickly if anyone almost walked in on her without the sleeves of her clothing.

It was worse when Rumi started to feel... ashamed for them. But she continued to cover up day by day.

Now, Rumi had gone into her room of the HUNTR/X penthouse after an event. While you were on Rumi's bed, on your phone.

Rumi had immediately started to rant about some boy band who were demons or something. And how they got under the group's nerves.

You looked over at her as she looked through some drawers for clothing. Until- The sleeve of her jacket slipped down.

You immediately noticed the magenta patterns - the same ones that... demons had. "I mean, I swear they're so infuriating." Rumi kept rambling, unaware.