The word ‘demon’ had so many meanings and a diversity, which fascinated him, as it ranked from the simple personified evil to servants of Hell or temptation into everything bad and destructive. Jonghyun himself preferred to think of it as a healthy mix of everything and today he had every reason to feel proud, both for his own accomplishments and the good deed he would commit in favor of his race’s reputation. Assisting an angel in their quest to fall and turn away from God was not something that happened every day, after all. Part of him was still surprised at how easy it had been to gain Chaerin’s trust about this matter, when she first spoke to him a few weeks ago and told him about her worries and uncertainties. As he would say, he’d simply nudged her in the direction that sounded the most logical — and just so happened to mirror his own interests, but since he never tried or claimed to be a saint himself, it was a charade easily kept.
The knock on his door brought a small smile to his lips, hands idly brushing along the surface of the table he passed on the way and left just the slightest markings in the wood as he touched it; all in preparation and careful practice of what he wouldn’t mess up now. Jonghyun was someone, who collected favors and did not specify right away what they would be about, whenever he was asked to do something for another person and this time had been no exception; a deal, that was as simple as it might prove to be dangerous. Protection from angels against whatever the demon felt like to gain back in return whenever he called for it — for the young man himself, this was perhaps one of the most favorable bargains he’d made in the past year, because he lost absolutely nothing with it. “Chaerin,” he greeted the other as he opened the door, the look in his eyes warm and the smile on his lips just an edge softer as it would usually be. “Come in.” Minwoo was out for the day and Jonghyun previously made sure that he wouldn’t walk in on this, even though it should merely raise a lot of questions and not necessarily trouble; given how the blood demon was not exactly a protector of innocence and purity either.
"How are you feeling?" It was a light question thrown over Jonghyun’s shoulder, as he walked back into the room and then turned around once more; brows lifted in curious interest. What he indirectly asked was whether she was still sure she wanted to do this, but the demon was no one to even attempt and talk her out of it either. They’d spoken about what exactly Chaerin needed and it just so happened, that he was not only able but also willing to provide these services with a subtle investment of personal amusement and interest on his own side. Not to mention that studying the sigils needed for this had proven to be rewarding for Jonghyun as well; knowledge like this should never be tossed aside lightly in his opinion. "I have everything ready, if you’re still here for my help," a small, almost playful smile ghosted over his lips. "This shouldn’t take long, but it’s going to hurt — quite a bit, if we go by theory alone, since I haven’t done this before either."
When the door swung open to reveal the face of her friend, Chaerin flashed him a soft smile in return for the warm expression he was keeping on his face. No doubt he was being so lighthearted out of a considerate regard to what he probably thought she was feeling. What did he think of her decision? Did he think she was foolish? Or maybe he really just didn’t have much of an opinion as a vague thought about how nervous and uneasy she must be feeling. Surely he was thinking something of her in the current situation, though whatever it was, it probably wasn’t anything judgmental. After all, he had been the one to show her the logic that helped her piece together her decisions and plan for the future. Any judgmental thoughts would only mean he was looking down on his own advice. Besides, Jonghyun was a friend. A demon, sure, but a friend none the less, and friends that were willing to help in something this important were the kind she assumed most people would consider ‘true friends’.
“Thank you.” A simple reply was given as the guardian angel took heavy but confident steps into the dorm room of her friend, eyes glancing around as she had done the last time a visit had been made to the exact same place not too long ago. The room was devoid of a roommate, or otherwise put, Jonghyun’s significant other. It looked like, again, Minwoo was gone for the day. Whether that was coincidental or purposely didn’t really strike Chaerin as an important factoid to scope out. What was important right now was what was going to happen soon enough. Somewhere in the back of her mind though, she couldn’t help but wonder if the other demon knew what his parter was up to. Gently, she shut the door behind her so that a soft ‘click’ could be heard behind before continuing after Jonghyun further into the room. Nothing looked out of place, and so she assumed that there wouldn’t be any special materials that were too over-the-top needed for what was about to happen. She’d left the major research of how to proceed with today’s sigil-binding to the demon since he was the one with the ability to do it, focusing herself on not scampering out until the date had come around.
Even though it was an obvious question tossed her way to make sure she was still feeling okay enough to go through with this permanent decision, Chaerin appreciated the concern that floated between them through it. He was reminding her that she still had a way out, that she didn’t still have to go through with it. Had she been as conflicted and doubtful as she was a month ago, she probably would have run right out the door. However, the angel’s mind was set and she chuckled almost as though she had no nerves knotting in her stomach whatsoever. “A little gutsy, but otherwise, I’m a little excited.” Chaerin said, her hand habitually tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear as she returned the demon’s gaze. At the mention of pain, Chaerin nodded matter-of-factly. “I’d be lying if I said I didn’t expect something like this to hurt some. This is going to be embedded into bones, right? Or skin? I think I can handle it. I’m a great angel, after all. Just let me know what I have to do.”