Azren's wounds had been treated by the young idol. It was quite a surprise because Michy knew how to treat a wounded finger. Michy looked like a pampered young master, but he didn't feel disgusted when he had to clean the blood from Azren's finger.
For some reason, the idol's expression looked warm when he was treating the assistant's wound, and it warmed the assistant's heart as well. If only he could pause the time, then he would do it.
The first aid kit was idle on the table again, and now the two men sat side by side in silence. No one was speaking, but the atmosphere didn't seem to be suffocating.
Azren's gaze remained on the broken phone on the table, while Michy's remained on the marble floor. Their gazes were directed towards two different objects, but both of them knew that they were thinking about the same thing.
They were not bickering like usual, but Azren would rather get scolded by Michy than be trapped in the situation when the idol looked gloomy like this.
"Felice called me," the blonde demon decided to break the silence as his fingers played with the newly-bandaged finger. "She told me that the man has published the video."
That was the reason why Azren hurriedly went back to the apartment building earlier.
["Where are you, Azren? The masked man suddenly released the video of you and Michy, so please stay with Michy and comfort him. I'm sure he was so restless now."]
The female managed sounded so panicked when she called him earlier. Azren thought that Michy had fallen asleep when he left the penthouse, but after hearing Felice's panicked tone, he realized that the idol probably couldn't sleep when he was facing the issue.
Michy tended to overthink at times like this, and it was no wonder that the idol would stay awake instead of sleeping. That was why he quickly left Gizach and rushed to the idol's residence.
He was worried about Michy that he automatically forgot Gizach's idea earlier. He only cared about Michy's condition, and he didn't have time to think about his mission.
"I don't know how did that person manage to capture the moment really well. It indeed looks like we were kissing on the sand, and he even managed to crop out the people who were surrounding us back then," Michy replied weakly without looking at him.
Azren had not checked the situation on the internet, so he had no idea about what kind of video was released by the masked man. But, if Michy was this terrified, then the video must be so bad.
Bothered by the jittery in his heart, the demon sighed before turning to the blue-eyed idol. "We can explain the real situation to the public, Michy. I can even speak to the public to deny all the accusations."
Azren's mind was so simple. If there was a misunderstanding, then they only needed to explain it to correct the misunderstanding. However, Michy seemed to have a different thought about that.
"You don't know how the entertainment world works," the idol replied while peeking at the assistant. "The public and the media really like gossip, whether the gossip is true or not. As long as the gossip is interesting, they won't care about the truth."
Humans' mind was indeed complicated. When they should be able to find a solution easily, it turned out the way of thinking of humans was not simple.
The community in the demon world was not that different actually. The demons also liked to gossip around. However, demons didn't care about feelings, so they just took it lightly even if other demons couldn't stop talking bad about them.
Humans were different because they had the hearts and minds to feel emotions. Humans would feel hurt if other people talked badly about them, and Michy was one of the humans who was hurting because of the disadvantageous situation.
"Felice texted me before you arrived," the idol spoke again. "She said that the company decided to postpone my comeback until the public can forget this incident. She also told me that the company would take legal action for that man, and that man surely would be punished."
Michy once again looked down at the boring marble, but Azren's green eyes remained on the idol. The idol was desperate, and Azren felt his heart being squeezed when he saw the expression.
"That man deserves the punishment," the blonde commented curtly.
Hearing the short comment, Michy looked up to him again. "You don't think it's my mistake?" He questioned the taller man in disbelief. "I'm the one who hurt him, but you don't think it's my mistake?"
Again, Michy looked very hurtful, and the sight hurt Azren as well. "You are indeed wrong, but that person is also wrong. You've got your public punishment, and we should let that man be punished by the police."
Azren's reply came out so sternly, and Michy didn't argue anymore as he kept staring at the pair of beautiful emerald eyes.
The two pairs of eyes stared at each other, and the lips didn't utter any words. Perhaps the two people were trying to channel their emotions through their gazes, but the atmosphere around them was not tense even though they remained quiet.
Michy was the one who broke the eye contact as he sighed tiredly. He left Azren's gaze as he leaned his tired back on the back of the couch. "There will be a meeting again in the company tomorrow, and I don't even know what will they decide for me."
Michy was still young, but he had been facing lots of hardship. Losing his parents at such a young age, then when he finally found the replacement for his biological parents, he lost his adoptive parents as well.
Michy looked like an idol who had everything in his life. He had fame, money, and also the love from his fans. But actually, the idol was no more than a lonely boy who deserved everything in the world.
Perhaps Michy was not the protagonist with a beautiful heart and remarkable attitude, but for Azren, Michy was still the main character with his flaw.
"Can I hug you, Michy?" Azren suddenly asked the question out of the blue.
That was such an unexpected question, and Michy turned to him with a frown on his forehead. "Do you pity me? I indeed have lost everything, but I don't need your pity!" He was still a prideful boy, and he took Azren's question as a pity. Thus, he was offended by the simple question.
Azren could say that Michy was on his neutral side now, but there was still a hint of the evil Michy in the idol's character. Michy still had such a high pride, and he surely didn't like it when other people saw him with pity.
But, Azren didn't care about the idol just because of sympathy.
"Don't you know that I'm also blaming myself for what happened to you, Michy? I was the one who suggested the idea to lie to your fans, and I feel bad because of that now. Don't you know that I feel like crying right now? I need a hug, Michy. You don't want to pity me?"
That was such a ridiculous excuse, but Azren was willing to drop his pride just to comfort the pitiful idol. If Michy didn't want pity from Azren, then Azren would accept it if Michy saw him with pity.
That was how he tried to save the prideful Michy.
"You are indeed miserable," Michy stated arrogantly, but he still spread his hands out as if he was welcoming the blonde man. "Come here and I'll give you my pity. You are such a weak man!"
Azren tried to suppress his laughter when he threw his body into Michy's embrace. Yes, it was Michy who was embracing him, while he could only nuzzle his head on the idol's chest.
Michy didn't have a broad chest, and he didn't also have abs. But, the fluffiness on Michy's body made him feel more comfortable when he rested his tired body in the idol's embrace. It felt like he was hugging a blanket; warm and comforting.
Azren knew that he had changed, but he believed that Michy had changed as well. Little by little, Azren could feel that the young idol could open up toward him.
On the other hand, Michy was silently embracing the blonde. He felt awkward, and he could only position his hands on the blonde's back. However, as time went by, he finally dared to bring his hand to stroke the blonde lock softly.
Azren's body froze in the embrace, but he let Michy do as he wished. It was so comfortable, and his eyes gradually shut as he felt Michy's smooth palm on his head.
But then his emerald eyes flashed open upon hearing the idol's words.
"Why is your hair at the back of your head black, Azren?"