Your yearning wish was finally granted, but not in the way you had in mind.
Your head turns over to the door when footsteps shuffle down the hallway. It wasn’t just one pair of steps, but multiple followed by voices. You grip the edge of the porcelain tub as the door bursts open.
You expected your family to run to you and spoil you with affection, but they only blankly stare into the bathroom.
“She’s here,” your little brother announced.
Your parents and older twin sisters frantically look all over the room, grief upon their faces. The space between your brows twitch. Why were they acting like they couldn’t see you?
“What’s wrong with them, Leon?” You uttered, staring at them strangely.
GENRE: angst, fantasy, demon!AU, witch!AU romance (?) ~I’m starting, I don’t have idea~
A/N:It was written based on my wishes about how Persephone miniseries should continue. I don’t know how the @95boysbe will continue this but I know that she will do it in a perfect way! Please, everybody read the miniserie, it’s amazing and really caught my heart <3
He killed the headmistress with his own hands, he fought
with his father and was almost exiled because of you. You… The empty space that you had left in his heart was something that he
never felt before, not even living all this years in the underworld he met
something so cold and dark like this feeling. People called it love, but he
could only feel the pain. He should have taken your soul when he had the
chance, he should have make you his partner when he had the chance, but he
didn’t. He lost you. So he thought
that he deserved every single moment of suffering that he had to deal with his
You sat on the edge of the white bathtub, watching hot water flow through the faucet and slowly fill the tub. Threads of mist weave into the air above, occasionally kissing the surface of your neck. Your shoulders shrug as a shiver runs down your spine, reminiscent of a rather intimate morning. Surprisingly, he left no marks considering the time he spent on your neck and shoulders. You rub your neck, trying to rid of the phantom feeling of Joshua’s lips and teeth nipping all over your skin.
You yearn to see him again. Unlike your usual anticipation, you were feeling rather impatient this time. You wish to feel his arms around you, his fingertips occasionally slipping up your shirt and brushing your bare back. You wanted his face buried into your neck, lips latched onto your skin and his breaths brushing just along your jawline. You blush from the feeling of his chest pressed against yours, caving in and out with each drawn breath.
You shake your head. You shouldn’t have been dazing off about him during a chore. Thinking about Joshua was making you careless. The headmistress would be furious if she knew you were lagging behind on your task.
You turn off the faucet before pacing out of the bathroom and down the hallway that leads to the headmistress’ bedroom.
“Madam,” you called as you gently knock on her door. You crack the door open and peek in.
Type: Miniseries Continuation; 7th Sense | One | Two | Three | Four | Five (FINAL) | Genre: Drama, Fantasy, Fluff, Suggestive (NO SMUT), Demon!AU, Witch!AU Member: Joshua/Jisoo Word count: 3,721 A/N: Your favorite demon prince is back~😈 warning: mentions of violence.
You sit down on the small stool in front of your small vanity table, shivering as the cool wood kissed the back of your thighs. You brush your damp hair over one shoulder before holding your arm out in front of you. The other joins and you heavily sigh.
Bright red marks line along your arms, raw and bruising from the headmistress’ punishment for something she wouldn’t tell you. Your shoulders slump as your arms return to your side. Flushed marks and blotches of colorful bruises were painted on your thighs as well. Your knees were of a scarlet color and extra tender from kneeling for nearly 5 hours.
You frown, knowing you had done nothing wrong. The headmistress snapped and unleashed her anger on you.