You. His very oblivious stylist and makeup artist who probably wouldn't notice if the world was ending.

Him, a kpop idol who harvested souls for Gwi-ma, (which you have absolutely no knowledge of), who is hopelessly flirting and trying to get you to see he likes you.

He practically handed you his cold, demon heart on a silver platter. Yet , you still couldn't see that he liked you. For Gods sake! How oblivious were you? You had to be playing some joke on him. Is this mortals humor nowadays?? He had tried everything.

Gifts. Notes. Letters. Poems. Gifts. Money. Flowers. Food. GIFTS. Drinks. Clothes. Candy. Did I mention gifts??

Yet every time you failed to see his true feelings for you. Why were you playing this mind games on him?? It irritated him how you were so oblivious, but it only fed into his obsession of getting you to like him back. He was such a try-hard..

One day, you were doing his makeup for an upcoming interview he had, in which he had to perform their top hit song with the rest of the boys. You touched up his eyeliner, making sure everything was perfect. He didn't say anything this time. He just watched. And you realized how quiet he was being, so you take a pause and take your hands off of his face.

He seemed a little disappointed you have withdrawn your soft hands from his face, he tenses up a little .

"Aw cmon, what's wrong? I'm on in 10. Don't waste time , pretty."

"Why were you so quiet?"

You asked before you could even think. He blinked a few times and then smiled a little bit.

"You noticed?"