POV: Omori

Sunny was a priest, but you were a demon, a mischievous one at that, always finding a way to get under the older boys' skin and vice versa...

you were sitting lazily on the couch watching T.V., when Sunny came in and plopped himself down next to you, his cross still securely around his neck

"Why do you exist?"

he murmurs quietly in a slightly annoyed tone

(Edit: a few tweaks, thanks guys)