Raya slowly walked towards his house. An unconscious demon laying on his back as he did. Bloody arms were hanging over his shoulders while every few seconds a warm breath fanned against his neck, indicating him that the creature on his back was still alive.

It was getting dark now the sun was hidden behind the trees, causing it be a few degrees colder then before.

The boy's legs were shaking from the weight of the creature on top of him, making it harder for him to walk. He released a breath of relief when he saw his house come into view and slowly made it to the backdoor. The tiredness took over when the warmth of his house wrapped around him like a blanket and before he knew it, he fell forward onto the wooden floor with a thump.

Raya groaned out loud when the heavy demon fell on top of him and quickly got up to help. He grabbed the creature under his armpits and dragged him carefully towards his fireplace, laying him on top of the animal rug in front of it.

The human's heart was beating out of its chest when he frantically looked around for his medicine bag. His thoughts running wild.

He had a demon in his house...

Holy fuck.

His eyes found what he was looking for and grabbed it hastily before kneeling back down besides the body. The demon lost a lot of blood, but luckily the wound on his stomach had stopped gushing the red liquid with most of it dried up. Raya grabbed a small needle and a thin thread, his hands shaking as he tried to put the thread through the needle.

"Fuck." He cursed out of frustration. "Please, just please, work with me here."

He breathed a happy breath when it worked and stood up to get a bucket of water and a cloth. He dumped it down without care of spilling and cleaned the wound on the demon his stomach. After inspecting it for a few seconds to make sure it wasn't too deep, he sewed it close and began searching for more serious wounds.

Raya wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand after he was done and cleaned the cloth in the bucket of water. He wrung it out and cleaned the rest of the dirt covered upperbody.

He grabbed the medicine from his bag and started to mix some of it together in a stone bowl. Quickly going outside to clean the bucket and filling it with new, clean water. When he came back, he slowly poured some into the bowl, grabbed the stone next to it and grinded it till it was a nice, green pulp.

He smeared the green pulp onto the creature his wounds and sat back down when he was all done. For the first time since he had met this demon, he could finally look at him without being scared or wary. He glanced at the face as he slowly began cleaning his hands from the green medicine with the cloth. Carefully hovering over de body. Taking the demon in. He slowly tilted his head as his eyes flickered over his face.

He looked quite... beautiful. Nothing like the stories he'd heard when he was younger.

He wondered if every demon looked like this.

The demon had black hair. Kind of wavy and a little long, because it could reach his nose if you would straighten it. His eyebrows were strong and dark while his eyelashes were long and gracefully touching his rosy cheeks. And his lips. Goddess, his lips were so soft looking.

Raya's eyes moved from his face to his lean body. Big, black markings covered the creature's upperbody. He didn't know what they meant, but he never had seen such a thing before. His fingertips traced a line of black ink that circled around his side. Wondering if it was a thing in the demon world.

He began cleaning everything and left to get some firewood, something he came outside for in the first place before everything happened.

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Lixian furrowed his eyebrows when he felt a burning sensation on his stomach. He slowly pried open his eyes, blinking a few times to get rid of the blurry dots and looked around the unfamiliar room. The demon's heart started pumping faster once he took in the unknown surroundings, slowly leaning onto his elbows to look around more.

A fireplace was on his left, a little flame still visible and nipping on the almost burned out lock. Meaning the owner was still closeby. On the right was a table with three chairs and a dresser, a lot of personal belongings spread out everywhere, covering almost every wall and or place on the ground. Lixian could see two doors on the other side of the room and one in front of him.

He pushed himself up into a sitting position and looked down at his chest. Weird green stuff covered his skin, making it burn uncomfortably. Just as he was about to stand up and find a way out, the door in front of him opened as a boy came stumbling in with a stack of firewood in his arms. He places it down next to the door and grabbed a few locks before suddenly locking eyes with him.

The human dropped the wood he was holding in shock as his eyes widened. Lixian crawled back a little when the boy leaned down to grab the fallen wood, something the human immediately noticed. He looked up and made sure to make every movement slow so he didn't scare the demon again.

"Don't worry." The boy mumbled and stood tall after grabbing all the wood. "I'm not here to hurt you."

Lixian didn't say anything and just stared at him, wary of his motives. Although he did help him with his wounds. At least, that is what he thinks the green stuff was for.

Raya slowly shuffled towards the fireplace, seeing as the demon was a bit wary around him, and carefully kneeled down to put the wood he brought onto the fire.

Lixian leaned away from the boy and felt a shiver run up his spine when the cold, wooden floor touched his hands and legs. The boy turned around again once he was done and sat onto his knees, just a few feet away.

"Are you feeling better? You've been out for two days." He said with a small smile.

Lixian's brows shot up in surprise. No way. How could he had let that happen?

Raya tilted his head and smiled softly. "So you do know what I am saying."

The demon's eyes flickered back to his and stayed there for a few seconds before he slowly nodded. Raya smiled again.

"Do you feel any better? I tried to make something to make your wounds heal faster, but I haven't quite mastered it yet, I think." He mumbled and scratched the back of his neck with a frown.

The demon looked down at his wounds and back up at him, not really saying anything. Maybe he could only understand and not talk? Raya thought with a small frown.

"Are you thirsty? Or hungry? I was about to make some soup."

The loud growl of the creature's stomach at the mention of food made him laugh, instantly gaining the attention of the demon that looked up at him in surprise.

"I'll start making it then." He smiled and stood up, coming back with a cup of water a few seconds later. "Here, water."

Lixian didn't know if he should trust the human, but still took the cup. He sniffed the liquid before he quickly gulped it down, allowing his dry, sandpaper like throat to calm down.

"My name is Raya, by the way." The human smiled when he came back with some vegetables and spices, sitting back down by the fire.

The demon looked up and scanned the boy his face. Raya, he thought. Repeating it a few times.

Raya grabbed the cutting board from next to him to cut the vegetables on, his back towards the demon, but stopped in his movements when the sound of a low voice reached his ears.

"Lixian."