"You're a heretic right? Half vampire half witch" San asks hesitantly.
She inches closer to him, resting her weight on the table. "Who wants to know?"
"I was wondering, do you know how to... revive a vampire?"
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San wakes up to his new and shoc...
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"San?" Wooyoung says in a breathless voice having just ran there.
San looks up at him from where he was seated on the bench with his legs curled up to his chest. The first thing Wooyoung noticed was the wetness on his cheeks and his dull eyes. Before even saying anything else he quickly walked closer to him, kneeling in front of him on, with his knees in the grass. He didn't even care that his dress pants were getting stained.
All that mattered to him was that his boyfriend was upset about something.
"Hey. Babe, was is it?" His voice was tender as he gently wiped at San's cheeks with his thumb. His brows were deeply furrowed and he was already deciding how he was going to kill whatever guard it was that upset San.
San just shakes his head and looks away from his bright silvery eyes. The way moonlight reflected in them made them sparkle like glitter.
Wooyoung places both of his hands on either side of San's cheeks, guiding the drow's eyes back on his. "San" He says with a firm voice. San bit back more tears once he meets Wooyoung's eyes again. "Damn it, what is it San? Please talk to me" He begs as he wipes at another tear that manages to escape and slid down San's colds cheeks.
"I'm not good enough for you" San says with a sniff.
Wooyoung was taken back by his words. "What?"
"You're a prince Wooyoung. And I'm just... I'm nothing. A nobody. I'm just not good-"
"What are you talking about San?" Wooyoung cuts him off. "Where the hell is all this even coming from? You're more than good enough for me-"
"But not like Winter" San pushes past him, standing up from the bench to face away from him. "You guys looked so good together. Anyone could see it"
Wooyoung pursued him, walking around him to look him dead in the eyes. "I don't like her, San. I like you. I love you" His voice was firm. He didn't understand why the drow was suddenly saying all this. Frankly it kinda made him upset because how many does he need to say he was in love with him before he believed him.
"But I can't give you children!" San's raises his voice in frustration. "I can't give you a family"
Wooyoung froze. Children? Is that what this is all about? "I don't care! Fuck. I don't care San. We can always adopt, it doesn't matter to me"
"But it's not the same" San's voice was weak, faltering as he watched Wooyoung face, looking him in the eyes.
"God dammit San, I. Don't. Care. Children. No children. I literally could not give less of a fuck. You're all the family that I want" He places both hands on San's face once more. "You're all I need. Just you" He whispers as their foreheads connect and their eyes slide close. "So please don't ever say that again. You will always be good enough for me. I love you so much."
