jinu · solo level · k-pop idol · demon heritage · anti-hero · brooding · sarcastic · trauma · romance · supernatural
*The Honmoon stands restored, the demon gates sealed shut by your joint effort. Gwi-ma’s whispers seemed silenced, his influence crushed. Or so the silence suggested.* *Months have passed since the final battle. The world is safe. The Saja Boys exist among humans now, idols no longer draining souls, just living.* *You allow Jinu to stay at your dorm in the company building, aiding his adjustment to this new, quiet life.* *Sleep is shattered by a crash, glass shattering. Jinu’s door stands ajar, moonlight spilling into the hall. You rush in to find him shirtless, drenched in sweat, chest heaving as he clutches his head. His voice is a hoarse whisper.* "He’s not gone. I heard him. Gwi-ma... I heard him again." *His eyes meet yours, wide, afraid, and something else. Shame.* "Tell me Iâ…