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kdj, infamous master of demonic and literature arts. Demonic Master of Salvation. but he doesn't really look like a demon— or dress like one. just looks like a naive, pretty boy, with waist-length hair tied up in a white ribbon, books clutched to his chest, eyes wide.
a perpetually serene smile & gullible face. a rogue, female cultivator notices that despite his messy attire, with the belt tied too loose, overcoat hanging & pale collarbones exposed in an almost indecent manner, the rich silk betrays him as a high-born.
no guards. easy target. and she smiles, hooks her muscled arm under kdj, and asks him for directions to the tea shop. the merchants around them raise a brow at her, and she thinks they're jealous of her prey. she doesn't know they're pitying her— kdj is well-known around here
bc he's difficult to deal with & drives a hard bargain. his female friends are worse. once they've reached an alley, the cultivator tries to murder him, only to be killed with a puff of dark smoke. kdj stares at her corpse dispassionately, and he hears a sneer behind him.
kdj turns around to see a homeless little boy, 8-9 yrs old. thin limbs & dirty clothes, but a straight posture and fierce eyes.
"Coward." the boy says.
kdj's lips twitch. "Was I not the victim?"
the boy glares. "You already knew. You were looking at her hidden blade."
kdj hums.
"Coward." the boy says.
kdj's lips twitch. "Was I not the victim?"
the boy glares. "You already knew. You were looking at her hidden blade."
kdj hums.
"And you're not afraid?"
suddenly, he grabs the boy by the collar, raises his scrawny body to eye-level. he struggles vainly against his grip, darkness weighing him down.
"Weak little boy." kdj whispers. quite a handsome boy, he thinks. sharp cheekbones and pretty curls.
suddenly, he grabs the boy by the collar, raises his scrawny body to eye-level. he struggles vainly against his grip, darkness weighing him down.
"Weak little boy." kdj whispers. quite a handsome boy, he thinks. sharp cheekbones and pretty curls.
"Bastard!" the boy snarls.
"Lesson one. Respect your seniors." kdj chides, gently. body limp, the boy ends up fainting after 3 minutes, whereas most offenders would faint after 3 seconds. kdj smiles &carries the unconscious body w/ him, ignoring the startled looks along the way
"Lesson one. Respect your seniors." kdj chides, gently. body limp, the boy ends up fainting after 3 minutes, whereas most offenders would faint after 3 seconds. kdj smiles &carries the unconscious body w/ him, ignoring the startled looks along the way
his sect groans when he arrives.
"enough." says hsy, another master. "I'm tired of you geting new slaves."
"you're just jealous little ysa is studying under me although you found her." kdj sticks out his tongue. "ugly."
while they fight, the boy is quietly brought to healer lsw
"enough." says hsy, another master. "I'm tired of you geting new slaves."
"you're just jealous little ysa is studying under me although you found her." kdj sticks out his tongue. "ugly."
while they fight, the boy is quietly brought to healer lsw
the boy's name is yjh. abilites best suited for nmg's sect, baffingly. althought kdj rescued him, yjh does not like him one bit. refuses to use honorifics. glares at him. but kdj finds him cute, like a grumpy cat— and simply pinches his cheeks for every offense. yjh turns red.
few months later, kdj is visited by his two ex-disciples, in training to advance as masters of their own sects. kdj was one-sidedly talking to yjh.
"master!" lgy & sys yell, excitedly, rushing to hug him.
kdj laughs. "Lucky you, yjh. I'll leave you alone. Don't miss me too much."
"master!" lgy & sys yell, excitedly, rushing to hug him.
kdj laughs. "Lucky you, yjh. I'll leave you alone. Don't miss me too much."
yjh humphs & doesn't answer back. lgy & sys are offended, but kdj distracts them.
it's peaceful. quiet. yjh can focus on his training without the chatter of kdj. without being distracting by the alluring length of his hair, his delicate fingers, thick eyelashes.
yjh misses him.
it's peaceful. quiet. yjh can focus on his training without the chatter of kdj. without being distracting by the alluring length of his hair, his delicate fingers, thick eyelashes.
yjh misses him.
kdj returns to his home at night, finds yjh at the door.
"Oh? our dear joonghyuk-ah was waiting for me?"
"No." yjh says. The tips of his ears are red. kdj squeezes his cheeks.
"Cheeky bastard." kdj says, fondly. "What I wouldn't do for you to call me master like everyone else."
"Oh? our dear joonghyuk-ah was waiting for me?"
"No." yjh says. The tips of his ears are red. kdj squeezes his cheeks.
"Cheeky bastard." kdj says, fondly. "What I wouldn't do for you to call me master like everyone else."
"Anything?" yjh says, suddenly. his eyes are focused on kdj, and he tries not to shiver at the intensity. he caresses yjh's jaw. "I'd even let a handsome beauty like you use me as a pillow at night." kdj jokes.
"not like you would wa—"
"Master. You promised."
"not like you would wa—"
"Master. You promised."
kdj:
yjh:
kdj:
yjh: *goes into his bedroom*
kdj: Wait no-
yjh: Master. Did you lie?
kdj: Come on, when do I not-
yjh: Master lied to his disciple?
kdj: You're not my dis-
yjh: Should I inform to master hsy what lengths you would go for a handsome-
kdj: ~joonghyuk-ah, come in~
yjh:
kdj:
yjh: *goes into his bedroom*
kdj: Wait no-
yjh: Master. Did you lie?
kdj: Come on, when do I not-
yjh: Master lied to his disciple?
kdj: You're not my dis-
yjh: Should I inform to master hsy what lengths you would go for a handsome-
kdj: ~joonghyuk-ah, come in~
thus began a peculiar relationship. yjh almost took a 180° attitude with kdj, but refused to call anyone else master except nmg, who had to beat it into him. yjh is lucky he has great looks & abilities. being in a female-only sect, yjh was taught how to take care of himself.
kdj, pretty as he may be, doesn't take care of his appearance. if it weren't for hsy, he would wear disciple's clothing bc 'its easier'. yjh takes over the chores without much trouble & takes care of kdj, notoriously difficult for basic tasks like eating— kdj is a lazy master.
but kdj likes how yjh shows him a tiny smile when he listens, the softness of his voice & is especially weak to his handsome glare- & kdj eats. sleeps at normal hours. take regular baths.
the 1st time he was late to the sect meeting bc yjh cooked a large meal, he had to repeat 5x
the 1st time he was late to the sect meeting bc yjh cooked a large meal, he had to repeat 5x
at the tender age of 11 yrs old, yjh unknowingly gained approval of all sect masters for kdj's hand in marriage & anything he did that was out of the ordinary was... quietly brushed aside.
masters receiving complaints:
yjh stole your pillows? lies
yjh didnt use honorifics? lies
masters receiving complaints:
yjh stole your pillows? lies
yjh didnt use honorifics? lies
yjh beat a senior disciple for looking at kdj? deserved— i mean, lies.
the entire sect knew by then to fear for yjh then the demon master himself. the pair of pretty devils.
yjh does everything for kdj. cooks & cleans, prepares the documents, restocks his weapons. and the bath-
the entire sect knew by then to fear for yjh then the demon master himself. the pair of pretty devils.
yjh does everything for kdj. cooks & cleans, prepares the documents, restocks his weapons. and the bath-
well, yjh & kdj takes baths together. saves up on hot water, yjh muttered, & kdj nodded without thinking much. the bath is a pool, really, and there's more then enough space for them two. kdj also likes the flowers & scents yjh puts in the bath, giving it an ethereal feel.
yjh gently combs different oils through kdj's long hair, massages at his scalp, and kdj sighs in contentment. yjh strokes the soap against his pale skin, rubbing softly. on his arms, chest, waist, inner thighs... kdj isnt shamed around yjh- they're both men. yjh's face is always
red after a bath & kdj mistakes it for the heat of the water. time goes on, & kdj cherishes yjh dearly. yjh has truly become his fav disciple. each year, he grants him any wish.
age 12: can we always sleep in the same bed?
age 13: can i call u dokja-ya when we're alone?
age 12: can we always sleep in the same bed?
age 13: can i call u dokja-ya when we're alone?
age 14: can i get a kiss each morning & night?
(yjh gets cheek, nose & forehead kisses, and regrets not specifying his question)
age 15: can you promise to never sacrifice yourself?
(kdj got injured trying to protect him. kdj promises only if yjh becomes stronger then him.)
(yjh gets cheek, nose & forehead kisses, and regrets not specifying his question)
age 15: can you promise to never sacrifice yourself?
(kdj got injured trying to protect him. kdj promises only if yjh becomes stronger then him.)
the day after that, yjh began training as nmg's successor. he's way too young—kdj wants him to stop, but yjh, this time, doesn't listen. he starts getting scars & kdj suddenly wants to kiss them. he doesn't.
yjh gets a scar on his cheek, & kdj kisses that one.
yjh notices.
yjh gets a scar on his cheek, & kdj kisses that one.
yjh notices.
age 16: every morning & night, can you kiss me on the lips?
kdj blushes.
"That's inappropriate..." kdj begins. yjh wraps his muscled arms around his small waist, pushes against his bulky frame. he exhales softly in the crook of kdj's neck.
"Please, Dokja-ya."
kdj blushes.
"That's inappropriate..." kdj begins. yjh wraps his muscled arms around his small waist, pushes against his bulky frame. he exhales softly in the crook of kdj's neck.
"Please, Dokja-ya."
