Chapter 258 - 258

"I am screwed." He said between gritted teeth. 

"Want me to help you?" the demon asked him, making him stop on his tracks. 

"Yes." Mark answered without thinking.

"What is it in it for me though?" 

"Anything. I will do anything!" 

"Well then hug me." The demon told him and Mark stared at him in utter shock. 

"What?" 

"Hug me! So I can hide you." He said and Mark continued to look at him like he was crazy. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, the red haired boy realizing that many people were approaching. His teachers. They were going to see him in there and have the perfect chance to kick him out. 

"If you are tricking me I swear…" Mark mumbled and fell on the floor, diving into his embrace and wrapping his arms over his hurt body. The demon flinched for a second, making the young exorcist realize that his touch was too rough. He felt slightly guilty as he heard him hiss. He was right on top of his open wounds, his blood transferring onto his clothes but his body was warm, calmingly so, like a heavy blanket and Mark instinctively calmed down, as if he was actually being shielded. 

"Now don't speak" the demon said and Mark pressed on his lips hard, stopping himself from even breathing too loudly. His face was hidden in the crook of the man's neck, the sensation of his skin the only sign that he wasn't alone in the dark room. It was already night out. Mark hadn't realized it and for a second he wondered for how long he had been in there, talking to a demon, his natural enemy like they were simply two classmates talking about exams. 

The footsteps stopped and he closed his eyes, resting his head on his body. His eyelids fluttered the moment he realized it was just the night inspection. He heard voices, confused ones as they seemed to wonder why the door had fallen. They checked on the demon who was still chained, shackled by his restraints and someone actually put it back, shielding it with their magic again. Mark had faintly understood what had happened, this kind of unfamiliar warmth, the feeling of being so close to another person was too comforting for his lonely soul. His breathing got heavy as did his eyes and slowly he drifted off to sleep. He hadn't even wondered how the demon had turned him invisible. He was inside a seal, meaning his demonic powers should be restrained but he had hidden him from the teacher's eyes perfectly. 

There was no time for him to wonder though since soon he had fallen asleep. His arms wrapped around the man, the rising of his chest and the slow sound of his voice were almost like a lullaby and Mark soon was lost in a very blurry dreamland. It took hours for him to wake up, it was already deep into the night, the sound of owls and little animals could be heard clearly around them while all the other humans in the area had gone to sleep. The moon and the demon in the room were the only martyrs of what Mark had done. He had felt comfortable, safe in the presence of a demon and he had even allowed himself to fall asleep. 

The man after a few hours felt slight twitching from the teen and the slight sensation of his long eyelashes fluttering on his naked body. He grinned as he saw the little red head look around confused and then gasp in complete surprise. He removed himself from the embrace so abruptly it almost looked like an invisible force had shoved him away. Mark anxiously looked around, trying to understand what had just happened but he was at a loss of words. 

"You fell asleep little exorcist. They just came to check up on me and left" He reassured them and a relieved sigh escaped his lips. For a moment their eyes met but Mark instantly looked away embarrassed. How could you have done that?  Stupid! He screamed in his head and mentally slapped himself. He is a demon, a demon! "You are safe now."

"Thank you." Mark said wanting to express his gratitude. He didn't even want to imagine what would have happened to him if he actually had been found out. He could even be dead from being beaten up. He would become even more of a laughingstock in the end. That man in front of him, the one who had been shackled up and restrained in the worst way possible had talked to him better than humans did and helped him escape a very sad future. "So tell me, what is it that you want?" Mark said with a stern expression. Yes, he had helped him but still he would ask something in return. No matter how much his heart was trying to find something pure, something selfless in him, for some unexplainable and foolish reason, his mind was screaming at him the word demon constantly like a very aggressive war siren. 

"Straight to the point. You are not that disappointing." The demon said and Mark rolled his eyes. It would be better not to show that he was lowly being swept off his feet by him. That would be a great disadvantage, so he would simply have to wait. Wait and listen what the demon had to say to him about their little hurried dead. 

"You can tell me you know. We made a deal." He reassured him, even though he was pretty sure he didn't have to and the man smiled. 

"Free me, free me and run away with me. I like you." The demon told him and Mark felt like he had lost his breath.

"What?" he shouted unable to process his words. 

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