Masked Off ~ Vkook Fanfic (SLOW UPDATES)

🌉Prologue🌉

Third Person

"Find her." 

the man yelled in the pitch black darkness, the stars offering little light as the boy and mother shivered in the corner of an alleyway.

It was a cold winter night, one the boy remembered clearly, as the stars glimmered brighter than anything else on that freezing winter day. Even though it was freezing and they had no jackets or sweaters, the boy was warm against his mother's soft skin that was now covered in grim and dirt. Her eyes were frantic as she glanced at every little sound and movement.

You could tell that she had once been a beautiful, maybe even gorgeous, woman. But, she was merely just a shadow of it now. Her soft, silky hazelnut brown hair was matted and dirty; her gleaming, milky chocolate brown eyes dull and full of the darkest emotions life had to offer. The woman's white dress was in tatters; as if someone had ripped it of and stained it with the dark unholy night.

The boy was quietly cuddling into his mother's warm embrace, listening to her soft, thundering heartbeats over the silence of the night. Overhead, he could hear the yells of men, searching for something valuable.

"Or someone" the boy thought quietly.

He didn't say this out loud, for he knew what they were searching for,

what they wanted.

The sounds were getting louder and his mother's gasps and quiet heartbeats were getting quicker. Her arms suddenly constricted against his small frame, making the boy gasp quietly.

"Wait, I think I heard something,"

"Me too."

The footsteps came closer 

and closer

The boy couldn't hear anything else except those soft, yet thundering, graceful, yet uncoordinated steps.

The steps of a hunter not wanting his prey to escape. 

"Come on, assholes, he's gonna kill us if we don't find her." A gruff, rugged voice called out from the distance.

Then slowly, the footsteps got softer and softer until they melted into the sounds of the night.

The boy let out the breath of air he didn't know he was holding and tried to shift, because his muscles were screaming at him; but he couldn't move an inch. His mother was squeezing him so tightly he was surprised his muscle didn't break.

He cocked his head up to face his mother's eyes. 

Innocence to fear.

Then his mother did something unexpected, she pulled away from her beautiful son with doe-like eyes and reached in her small, ruddy bag to grab something. He movements were frantic and speedy as she picked up a large, unkempt mask that looked new but crinkled; as if it weren't used in a long time. (Imagine what you want, 'cause I couldn't find the one that I liked 😐)  She held the fragile thing in her hand and spoke,

"Kookie, she whispered quietly, her voice scratchy and rough.

"And you're Eomma!" the boy whispered giddily.

The woman didn't laugh, but her cracked lips formed a small smile. She looked more beautiful when she was smiling. The boy mentally applauded himself.

"My little bunbun, I have to tell you something,"

"What is it, Eomma?" the boy questioned, lilting his head to the left.

"I'm going to have to leave you for a very long time, alright?"

"Okay but you're coming back, right?" the boy said pouting cutely, his hands on his waist playfully.

"...."

"...."

"...Of course, Kookie...." she said,smiling faintly. The boy didn't detect the emotion in her eyes when she said that.

"But while I'm gone, I want you to wear this mask on your face, alright?" the woman said sternly, no jokes and no humor.

The woman wasn't stupid, she knew one day that her son was going to grow to be one of the most handsome and beautiful people in this kingdom, maybe even the whole world. She couldn't, wouldn't let him have the same fate she did.

At all costs.

"Why, eomma? All the other kids my age don't wear mask, why should I?"

"Because the world is a cold, cruel place and the people who know this quicker, survive better." she said softly, as if afraid he would break. She scooted closer to him and placed a warm kiss on his soft cheek, whispering about the stars and sun. She gently place the mask over his face (apparently, they just stay on without a string) and sized him up quickly. The boy didn't get why there were tears forming on his mother's eyes but she quickly wiped them away. She pulled him into a tight and warm embrace but quickly let go.

"Now, promise eomma that you will never take it off." she said looking him in the eye, all tears gone.

"I prom-"

"HEY, I do hear something over there!" a voice shouted from the distance.

The woman whipped her head quickly behind her and looked back at her masked off son. She tried to smile reassuringly but her eyes were full of panic and grief.

"Let's play Hide 'n' Seek, you hide and I'll find you, alright" she said her voice quivering slightly.

"Ok, eomma!" the boy said with excitement shining brightly in his eyes. 

"One"

The boy ran as fast as he could, toward the multiple discarded boxes where the boy was sure his mother couldn't find him. He tiptoed and climbed into the box on the top and quietly slipped in.

The footsteps and yells were getting closer now, but the small framed, ragged mother just sat there; her eyes brimming with silent tears.

"Two"

The boy giggled behind his masked face and held his hands to his mouth to block off any sound. Eomma's making a bunch of noise to scare me, but I'm a manly man,  he giggled to himself.

"Three"

The hunters turn into an alleyway and they see the wounded doe, but no fawn.

"Four"

The hunter brings the gun to the doe's head to end the foolish game. The hunter always wins, no matter how far and fast the doe and fawn may run.

"Five"

She faced the sky and whispered,

"Let's hope you'll never find me."

*BANG*

Even the stars stopped shining.

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Hey, my lovey people.

Sorry if there's any error, I wrote this in one go...

THis is my FIRST story so sorry if it sucks...😂

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