Eyes of Sin ☾ t.law x reader

Chapter Six

"Souls tend to go back to who feels like home."
~ N.R. Hart

Track 6; Bad Dream by Ruelle

Content Warning; dubious consent involved in this chapter. this is the only warning you're getting regarding this topic.

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NOVEMBER 10TH, 20XX
DAY 5
COLVILLE NATIONAL FOREST, WASHINGTON

Your eyes shot open, hyperfocusing on the ceiling above you. It looked the same as the room you had slept in the previous night. You did not move from the bed, instead letting your eyes flit to either side of you to see if you had any company. Finding none, you felt yourself breathe again. You could hear the faint sound of wind outside thanks to tree branches knocking on the side of the mansion. There was no sound of rain, instead replaced with a dull, monotonous throb of your face. Your hands came to rest on your jaw, and you rubbed the side Yonji had struck the night before.

You could tell that it was later than when you would usually wake up. How did you let yourself sleep in? When you slowly sat up, you realized that you were in fact not in your room. You were in a bed that was enormous compared to the queen you had at home. Below the footboard of the bed was a dark green satin ottoman, which matched the curtains covering the windows and the large carpet laid across the floor. The room you were in was large enough to hold a small house party with room to spare. To your left was a large set of double doors that you decided you wouldn't dare to touch, at least not yet. To your right was an open-frame doorway that led to what you presumed to be a walk-in closet.  Next to that was another door that was partially open. From the angle you were at, you couldn't see very far inside but you caught the glimpse of a silver faucet, leading to the conclusion that it was a bathroom.

You had become familiar with the waves of anxiety that would start in your toes like a flash of heat and course through your body. It happened so often that you were almost numb to it at this point, though you weren't sure it would ever stop. You noticed a wave of steam roll out of the bathroom door, and could hear water running. By some strange occurrence, curiosity began to replace the anxiety. You already had an inkling on who was in there bathing, so why did you want to investigate? Perhaps it was just being in a new area, one that you knew Astrid and Kira hadn't been to before that gave you the confidence to quietly get up from the bed.

You watched where you stepped, finding protein bar wrappers scattered across the floor. You crinkle your nose at the garbage littered around you before you make it to the bathroom door. You don't touch the door, instead letting your hand find purchase on the doorframe and curl your fingers around the corner, using it as a makeshift anchor to lean over and peer through the door. Just as you had predicted, it was Yonji. You were only able to confirm that it was indeed him by catching a glimpse of his wet green hair before your fingers slipped off the doorframe.

Your chest hit the door with a thud and you fell inside the bathroom onto your hands and knees. You cursed your curiosity, because it had walked you right into this one. Yonji turned to look over his shoulder at the noise, finding you on the ground.

"Aww, did you get lonely out there without me?"

You didn't climb to your feet for whatever reason. You felt safer on the floor. "No." You miffed back, ticked at the suggestion that you could miss somebody who'd knocked all the sonic rings out of you. "I was just looking around and happened to trip." In order to back up your lie, you let them drag across the expanse of the bathroom in order to not look at the lycan in the shower after crossing your arms over your chest. He had everything on display.