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In a world where all the myths and legends are true and the blood you are born with determines whether you will oppress, or 𝘣𝘦 oppressed, a group of boys from opposing bloodlines come together in an unlikely alliance, only to find themselve...
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ℰxhausted both emotionally and physically, and more relaxed than he'd been in longer than he could remember, Wooyoung had been asleep in Yeosang's arms for hours before the sound of the shack door awoke him. He'd never slept sounder, and instantly, he wanted to go straight back to sleep.
However sensing Yeosang's gaze draw up to the sound, he too followed, turning his head and blinking...
To find a pair of familiar eyes looking down at them.
'San...' he whispered, and seeing the vampire standing there beside them, staring down at their huddled mess... The way San simply stood there for a long few moments had him itching to flash his eyes and read the secrets within his face. He wanted to know...
However eventually, the vampire spoke. 'Dawn is coming,' he said faintly, almost as though he was pained to say so.
Instantly, he heard the real meaning behind those words, and panic surged within him. 'No... No no...' He turned to Yeosang, staring at him in terror. He wasn't ready to leave yet...
The Elf reached out and brushed his cheeks, giving him a brave smile. 'He's right, Woo. We have to go-'
'No it only just got better!' he argued, shaking his head. 'Sang I know you can feel it!'He could feel his desperation to keep them together driving him mad, willing to give anything to buy more time.
However with pleadingin his eyes, he watched in agonyas the blonde bit into a sad smile.
'It won't get worse again-'
'Liar! I can feel it, and I know you can too!' he cried. Unsteadily, he grabbed a hold of Yeosang's hands and pressed them against his chest, loosing control of his emotions and letting off a bright blue glow between them. 'Yeosang-...'
The Elf balled his shirt into his fist, head hanging low, and suddenly, as he blinked, tears spilled down his cheeks into their laps. 'It'll just hurt a little, but I will fix it, mmm? Hyung will fix it, okay?'
He had been just about to sob, "how?! How can you fix it?!," when suddenly, another two figures appeared beside them... A Kitsune, and an Elf...
'It will be dangerous for you to travel if you leave any later,' the fox said—his voice grim.
He almost growled at the fox. Anything that threatened to separate them...
'Wooyoung-ah...'
Yeosang's soft voice tore through his panic, and melted his defences. 'I will run away with you right now, if you ask me to. We will run, and we won't look back.
