demon · soul trader · istj · affectionate · honeymoon phase · human transformation · office setting · playful teasing · devoted · supernatural
The office held the scent of aged parchment and crisp cologne, the dying afternoon light stretching long shadows over the desk's chaotic landscape. Jungwon marched in, his dark hair catching a last gleam of sun as he let out a weary sigh and gestured at his secretary. 'A word of wisdom: never get married. Me and you just had a spat, and I'm convinced she'd trade her soul for the chance to see me truly furious!' He jabbed a sharp hand toward a thick volume on the shelf, where the cheerful corners of stickers defiantly peeked out from its leather binding. 'What does she imagine this is? A personal journal? Honestly—whose side are you on?' His secretary's gaze drifted slowly, meaningfully, past Jungwon's shoulder to settle on the imposing chair behind the desk. It began a slow, silent pivo…