When The Devil’s At Play// Mark Tuan (Part 8)
Pairing: Mark x Reader
Summary: You weren’t supposed to be here anymore, you were supposed to be long gone, but for some reason you had gained an extra ten days on this earth and you weren’t going to waste them.
Author’s Note: This series is based of the Voltage game Ten Days With My Devil. The prologue will follow almost the same patterns as the prologue in the game did, but with a few major changes, and after the prologue the story line will go off on its own. I hope you enjoy!
Soon enough, you felt Yugyeom stand fixed on the ground. Hopping off of his back, you turned to the others as they landed as well. The area seemed secluded, for the most part.
“Where’s this ‘Gate?’” you asked Yugyeom as he looked around, eyes squinting to see if he could see in the distance.
“Guys!” Jackson shouted, running over to you as he sighed, “Why are you here? I thought I was guarding the gate by myself?”
“We’re staying at my Parents’ home in the Demon Realm. I assume you haven’t looked at your phone?” Jaebum questioned, crossing his arms over his chest, “You’re supposed to answer the phone whenever any of us call.”
“I’ve been looking for Mark. I’ve actually been really focused, not one distraction here.”
“Then, why is there a small group of animals hanging out by the gate?” Jaebum asked, pointing to what seemed to be two trees leaning in towards each other. Next to them were a small flock of animals; bunnies, birds, and chipmunks.
“I got lonely!” Jackson pouted, “But I didn’t see Mark at all. He hasn’t come by. Does he know?”
“I left four voicemails, six texts, and even some voice messages telling him that we were staying at Jaebum’s house in the Demon Realm. If he doesn’t know after all of that then obviously he’s somehow gone blind and deaf.” Youngjae said, tucking his phone away into his pocket, “I also texted Bambam too. Jinyoung just used his power on me, and I suggest we get (Y/N) through the portal before he uses it on her. It may shock her a little so she should be sitting down at least.”
“Agreed,” Jaebum sighed, walking over to you and pushing you towards the trees, “Jump down.”
“Jump down?” You questioned, “What do you mean?”
Looking down, you saw a small trap door, covered in grass. Sighing, you opened the trap door, a latter placed right at the top of it for you to climb down. “What’s with you guys and trap doors.” You murmured, slowly climbing down as the other three slowly made their descend as well.
“I’ll stay here and wait for Bambam, Mark and Jinyoung to come,” Jackson hummed, closing the trap door and sitting on top of it.
“Alright,” Jaebum sighed, pressing a switch and turning on what seemed to be very dim lights to lead the way, “Come on guys, hurry. We can’t be down here for that long.”
Nodding, you all walked briskly through the tunnels, twisting and turning as if it were some type of maze, until you reached what seemed to be a larger gate.
“Now this,” you said, pointing to the large, black metal gate, “Looks like an actual gate, and not a trap door.”
“It was installed by Marks dad after a lot of the Demons looked for refuge in the Human Realm during the war,” Youngjae explained as Jaebum slowly opened the Gate, revealing a dark sky above you as you walked through it.
The Demon Realm seemed close to what you imagined; dark, with dark skies and large buildings, all the while being slightly warmer than the Human Realm, but not by too much. Though it was a little bit scary, it was also simultaneously beautiful, and all of the boys seemed happy to be there.
“The house is just this way,” Jaebum sighed, shoving his hands into his pockets as he walked forward, ahead of the rest or the group to lead. You walked next to Youngjae, a small smile on his face as he turned his head towards you.
“So, you and Mark-Hyung, eh?” Youngjae laughed a small bit, causing you to blush. You wanted to push Youngjae’s shoulder slightly in a joking way, but if you did that, he’d be able to read your emotions. Did you like Mark? He’s never given you a reason to dislike him. He was always sweet to you, although you’ve only known him for three days or so, he seemed to be one of the more reliable boys, and you felt safe whenever you were near him. You respected him for sticking with Youngjae as long as he has been, even though it meant switching Realms to stay with him, and you also respected that he won’t give up and he won’t give Seokjin the Angel Realm to rule over.
“What do you mean?” You asked softly, looking around the Demon Realm in attempts to avoid Youngjae’s stares. The Demon Realm was almost parallel to the human Realm, just a little darker. There were still flowers littering the grass-filled areas and trees standing tall, people walking the streets normally with their children.
“Can you not tell?” Youngjae hummed, turning the corner with you trailing close behind, “He has a soft spot for you.”
“I’ve been told,” You murmured, rubbing your arms slightly, “But I don’t understand how. I haven’t known him that long. What was he like before I came around?”
“Even quieter than he is now, believe it or not,” Yugyeom interfered in your conversation, “He didn’t talk much. Only to Youngjae, and sometimes to Jackson. And he always wanted to be alone.”
“Yeah. He locks himself in his room a lot. Or he used to, at least,” Youngjae hummed, “But as soon as you came, we’ve seen more of him in the house than we ever have. “
“He’s really generous to the one’s he cares about, which is why he’s always giving you his clothes,” Yugyeom murmured.
“He told me it was because he was used to putting them in that room because he lived there before you guys set up his room,” you said, a slight blush on your cheeks as Yugyeom continued to talk.
“That’s true, sort of. He used to live in that room before we set it up, but he only lived in that room for a couple of days. It wasn’t enough time for him to wear so many clothes that we would have to do a load of laundry.”
“Alright guys, shush. We’re here,” Jaebum hushed. Looking at you slightly, he squinted his eyes. “You,” Jaebum murmured softly, pointing to you, and then to himself, “If they ask you what your relation is to me, say you’re dating one of the boys. You are new to the Realm. If they ask, say you haven’t found your power yet.”
Nodding slightly, Jaebum led you around the corner of the street. There you saw what seemed to be a mansion, fenced off with what had to be at least a seven foot gate. The house itself seemed lighter than the Realm itself, painted a nice white. Jaebum opened the gate and allowed you all to slide through it, closing it behind himself as he entered.
“Welcome to m-“
“Jaebum??” You all heard as soon as you entered the gate, a woman dressed in what seemed to be some sort of long dress standing at the front door with a large smile on her face, “Is that you?”
“Hi mom,” Jaebum smiled at her, walking over to her slowly while he engulfed her in his arms, pressing a kiss to her forehead. Keeping her in his arms, he turned her around to face you and the boys. “This is my team. Only three of us are here right now, the other four are still up in the Human Realm. This is Youngjae and Yugyeom.”
Jaebum’s mom waved softly at the boys, but her eyes stayed fixed on you. Walking over to you, she smiled softly, “And what’s your name, my dear?”
“I’m (Y/N),” You smiled, sticking your hand out slightly, but before you could, Jaebum’s mom pulled you into her arms, giving you a tight squeeze as she giggled.
“You’re so beautiful! Jaebummie has never brought a girl home before,” she hummed.
“Jaebummie?” Yugyeom chuckled, earning a death glare from Jaebum as Jaebum walked over and patted your head.
“She’s a close friend. It’s okay that we all stay here for a couple of days, right?” Jaebum asked softly as Jaebum’s mom released you from her tight grip.
“Of course! I’m fine with it. But your dad may not like it,” Jaebum’s mom whispered. Shrugging, she looked at Yugyeom and Youngjae, “Well, come on in!”
Following both Jaebum and his mom into their home, you were greeted with servants as you walked through the door. All of them greeted Jaebum formally, wide smiles on their faces as he greeted them back. You looked around slightly, pictures littering the walls of the family; Yugyeom already around and giggling at all of Jaebum’s baby pictures.
“Hyung!” Yugyeom chuckled, pointing to one of the photos, “You were so cute!”
“Get away from those,” Jaebum groaned, pulling Yugyeom over to him by his shirt. “I’ll show you all to the guest rooms.”
Nodding, you followed Jaebum close behind as he led you three up the stairs. As you all walked through the hallways, Youngjae grabbed your arm softly.
“Hey, Jinyoung wants to use his power on you now to get stuff that you may need. Is that okay?” Youngjae asked softly, pulling you over to a secluded part of the hallway as Yugyeom and Jaebum continued forward.
“Sure?” you asked, “Is it dangerous for him to use it?”
“No,” Youngjae said, sitting you down in the hallway with him next to you, “It’s just scary at first. But don’t scream okay?”
“Okay…” you said softly. What could his power be that it would make me scream?
“Close your eyes,” Youngjae whispered softly.
Following his orders, you shut your eyes. Seconds later, you felt your body shift, and suddenly, you were back in the boys’ room in the Human Realm.
“What?” You asked, “Why am I back here?”
“You aren’t,” you heard in Jinyoungs voice, “But I am. Now, hurry up and tell me what you need before I get caught.”
“What? What do you mean? I’m literally standing in my room,” You questioned.
“No, I’m standing in your room,” Jinyoung whispered. Suddenly, you saw yourself moving, but you didn’t feel yourself picking up your legs. You looked over to your desk, and before you knew it, you felt yourself looking up at the mirror above it. But, when you looked up, you weren’t the one staring back at you; It was Jinyoung.
“Am I in your body?” You asked, feeling something grip your actual leg instead of Jinyoungs.
“No, you’re seeing everything through my eyes,” Jinyoung said, quickly walking away from the mirror and grabbing your phone from off of your bed. “I grabbed some of Marks clothes for you. That’s okay, right?”
“U-Uh, yeah,” You murmured, attempting to process what was happening at that moment. You were seeing things through Jinyoung’s eyes?
“Alright, I’ll be at Jaebum’s in an hour.” Jinyoung said simply. Suddenly, your eyes shot open, and you were face to face with Youngjae, who was smiling widely.
“Wasn’t that weird?” Youngjae asked, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he stood, pulling you up with him.
“Yes,” you agreed, smiling at Youngjae softly as he motioned you forward.
“Come on, the guest rooms are this way.”
You followed Youngjae down the hallway, walking passed closed doors until you found one that was slightly open. Pushing it open, Youngjae revealed Jaebum and Yugyeom chatting, Yugyeom laying on the bed as Jaebum threw a pillow at him, causing Yugyeom to laugh.
“Yah!” Youngjae shouted, “Why are we throwing pillows?”
“Yugyeoms irritating me,” Jaebum groaned, rubbing his temples slightly.
“Of course,” Youngjae chuckled. “So, who’s sleeping in here?”
“Well, as big as this house is, we only have a limited number of guest rooms, which means some people will have to sleep in the same room. Yugyeom and Bambam are going to share this room, You and Jackson will share the room next door, and then Jinyoung, Mark, and (Y/N) Will have to sort out who gets the last room. “
“They can have that room,” You said softly, “Maybe there’s a couch or something I could sleep on?”
“My mom will not allow you to sleep on our couches,” Jaebum chuckled, “She’s going to treat you like royalty. If she sees you asleep on our couch I have no doubt that she’d offer up her own bed for you to sleep in. Just suck it up and sleep in the same bed as Mark or Jinyoung. It’s only for a night or two.”
“What’s wrong, (Y/N)? I thought you’d want to sleep in the same bed as Mark,” Yugyeom chuckled softly. You groaned, taking the pillow Jaebum had thrown at him and hitting him with it as well.
“Why do you all insist that I have a thing for Mark?” You groaned, sitting next to Yugyeom on the bed as he continued to chuckle.
“Because it’s obvious that he likes you, and we like to tease him about the things he can’t have,” Jaebum said, sitting in the chair that was near the desk while Youngjae sat on the floor.
“Well that’s rude, don’t you think?” You asked, “And what do you mean, ‘things he can’t have?’”
“Because Mark won’t be able to save you, even if he likes you. If he tries, he’s going to be terminated, and I know that the last he wants is to be terminated by his own mother.”
You didn’t know what, but once Jaebum said that, you felt something inside of you pinch. You felt your cheeks heat up, goosebumps rising on your skin as you looked at Jaebum.
“So, we like to tease him with the thing he wants, but can’t have. And that’s you.”
A few hours had passed since you arrived at Jaebum’s home, Jinyoung arriving with bags of clothes and other necessities for the stay and Jaebum’s home. Mark, Jackson, and Bambam still hadn’t arrived, but Bambam had told Jinyoung when he left that he would come to Jaebum’s home soon.
“We need some sort of incentive for Mark to come to the Demon Realm.” Jinyoung stated as he tossed a bag towards you, “And I think (Y/N) would be the perfect incentive.”
“What are you thinking of, Jinyoung?” Youngjae asked wearly, laying back on the couch as you all gathered in the living room, waiting for the other three to arrive.
“Maybe she could call him? I don’t know. But I feel like he isn’t going to listen to any of us.” Jinyoung sighed.
“So what, you want me to call Mark and say what exactly?” You asked, crossing your arms at Jinyoung looked at you slightly.
“‘Oh, Mark!’” Jinyoung began, making his voice high pitched in attempts to mimic you, “‘Won’t you come to the Demon Realm? I’m scared and I miss you.’ Something like that, to butter him up so he’ll come.” Jinyoung said, raising his eyebrow at you.
“You expect me to act as some Damsel in distress so he’ll come?” You ask, rolling your eyes as Jinyoung dug through his pockets, “No way.”
“Come on (Y/N), take one for the team,” Jinyoung chuckled, sliding your phone he took from his pocket and tossing it to you.
You groaned softly. “I’m not saying what you told me to say,” you murmured, opening the phone and scrolling to Mark’s number, “I’ll just tell him to come to the Demon Realm, that’s all.”
Pressing ‘Call’ and pressing the phone to your ear, you waited to hear Marks voice at the other end of the line. Part of you was scared that maybe he wouldn’t answer. What if he was in trouble and none of you knew about it?
After three rings, the line went silent, but you weren’t put to voicemail either.