Sunoo just needed blood. Thats all.
But Sunghoon wanted something else.
As a child, Sunghoon had always been into the supernatural. Especially vampires.
So he devoted his time turning himself into one. From his wardrobe. To even the smallest detail...
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After a few moments, the vehicle came to a stop at the boundary of a peaceful, isolated area of the forest reserved for camping.
Opening her side of the door and bolting out, Sunghoon's sister had an enthusiastic energy that was evident as she started exploring their makeshift residence. Their parents trailed after, stretching and enjoying the fresh, crisp air after the exhausting drive.
Sunghoon stayed for a while, seeing his family's departure through the window. Eventually, he unlocked the door and stepped outside, feeling the chilly evening air graze his skin.
He was dressed in his typical mysterious and chic clothes, a thin grey loose sweater that didn't seem appropriate for the chilly weather and his usual straight dark blue denim pants.
Which his father saw right away...
"Sunghoon, aren't you cold in those clothes? It's getting chilly out here." He brought up for the second time, first was before they traveled
"I'm fine, Dad." Sunghoon shrugged, used to the comments.
"Maybe you should get your jacket, sweetheart. It's only going to get colder as the night goes on." His mother chimed in, her voice gentle but insistent.
Sunghoon sighed inwardly but nodded. He knew they meant well and didn't want to worry them. He opened the backseat and reached for his maroon, zip-up hoodie on the backrest of his seat, slipping it on without further comment. The familiar weight and warmth were comforting, and he could feel his parents' eyes on him, satisfied with his compliance.
"Alright," his father said, clapping his hands together.
"Let's get the tent set up before it gets dark."
Time passed and Sunghoon joined his family, helping to unload the car and set up their campsite.
Despite the chill in the air, he felt a warmth from being surrounded by his family, even if their and personalities were worlds apart. They all set their stuff and tents before preparing their dinner.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the area, Sunghoon's dad looked at him.
"Sunghoon, why don't you gather some firewood for the bonfire?" he suggested, handing his son a folded potato sack.
Sunghoon ears perked upwards as he nodded, his heart skipping a beat with excitement.
"Sure thing, Dad." He remained unfazed on the outside
