It's not hard to forget that he's once human.
How his eyes lit up in joy and the way he ate, the ridiculous smile he gave her once he's done, the gentleness which he held the box.
Xiao couldn't help but stare at the demon; her bangs were starting to block her eyes, so she needs an actual haircut.
When he finally talked, his voice was filled with so much sincerity, catching the witch off guard once more.
"Thank you." He placed the lunchbox back into her hold.
She quickly put it back into her messenger bag and handed him a flask of water. Without question, he took it from her.
"You don't need food to survive, do you?" The young witch asked, her beady black eyes were hooked on the way his Adam's Apple rose and fell as he drank.
She's no stranger to what's underneath the layers of clothes that men wear, and she's no stranger to the male anatomy either. But the way candle light dramatically moved across his pectorals, highlighted his veins and scars made her mind run wild.
