"They are here."
The small group of human men look at the elven prince with wide eyes and Yeonjun just gulps, returning his gaze to his weapon.
"Who? Who is here?", Jisung asks, clinging onto Minho's arm and whimpering slightly when he moves down a bit too quickly and feels the plug in his ass pressing against his walls again. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, lucky enough that once again, no one noticed anything. Great... really the best time to be having this plug up my ass... I'm never doing this again.
"Soobin, let them in.", Yeonjun quietly says and Soobin blinks at him a few times before he gulps and nods, getting up right after to walk towards the front door. The remaining humans just watch their friend leave and soon after, they can hear a mixture of hurried voices and Soobin comes walking back into the room, followed by three young men.
They are gorgeous to say the least, their elven ears not even hidden as they just take off the hoods of their cloaks, all of them dressed in a way that must have surely caught other's attention out on the streets. But then again, so did they themselves when they earned some looks from people who saw them in their costumes on their way here.
The still wide eyed humans watch as the one dressed in what they can now only describe as expensive white fantasy prince clothing, worriedly calls out Yeonjun's name and runs to him, immediately pulling him into a hug. A guy dressed in greens and browns and another one dressed in mainly dark blues and stars, stand behind, both of them quickly giving Soobin a hug to say hi before they turn to the others and notice the group of human men sitting with them.
"Who are they?", Taehyun asks, raising a brow at Soobin and almost starting to worry because their ears are all on display, easily giving away they are not humans.
"It's alright. They know about you guys. Yeonjun has told them and you can trust them not to tell anyone, I promise.", Soobin explains, "Guys, this is Taehyun, Jeongin and Beomgyu. Elves, this is Minho, Jisung and Changbin."
They exchange quick greetings and Beomgyu places a concerned hand on each of his brother's shoulders.
"What happened?", he asks, his voice laced with concern for his brother.
"I don't know it's... I can't explain it.", Yeonjun says, shaking his head and gulping right after, "I was telling these humans about our world and what happened before I came back here with Soobin. Then we both summoned our weapons and... this happened."
He lifts his hand that is holding the bow and Beomgyu's eyes widen as he reaches his hand out towards it. Gliding his fingers over the surface of the only very slightly glowing, two toned bow that seems to look so much more beautiful now than it did before. It is still purple, but with red streaks and details all over it. It looks like it is completely made out of some gorgeous two toned gemstone material. Jeongin gasps, immediately getting his little notebook out to make some sketches and take notes of this whole thing before he looks to his side at Soobin, who he is just noticing is also holding his weapon in his hand, the sword still having its main red color, but with the same streaks and details that Yeonjun has on his bow, just in purple.
The two weapons perfectly compliment each other now, looking like they have been made of a completely different orb's power than those they have originated from. They look like they have been custom made for a couple to wield.
"What...", Beomgyu whispers, also looking at Soobin and his weapon when he hears Jeongin's gasp, "Is that... Jeongin, has that ever happened before?"
Jeongin frantically shakes his head.
"No. I don't know of any such case.", he says breathlessly, tucking his notepad away in the process, "We should head back to the den and meet the others. I'm sure we will be able to discover more about this when we have full access to our magic."
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savior || Yeonbin
Fanfiction"You confuse me so much.", Soobin sighs at Yeonjun, who just chuckles at the other's words. "How come?", Yeonjun says and opens his eyes, now looking up at Soobin while his head is still resting comfortably on his thigh. "Well," Soobin starts, his f...
