Under Noirwood | Vminkook ✓

Thirty Three: Fire

A/N: did you guys know

that my middle name is 

cliffhanger?

Lol

anyway, thank you for reading. I appreciate all of you! <3

So happy that this book is at 1k!

izzy
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Large thumps could be heard from the interior of the crypt. It was methodical, planned. A steady heartbeat of mass terror.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

And behind it all, the deep, pooling laughter of his father. It echoed off the walls, greeting him with a disturbingly chaotic song when Jimin finally arrived back at home.

But before that...

"Daddy, you're back!"

In an instant, Lucio was at his side, beaming. The half-blood reached down and lifted the little red-head up with tired arms. He did his best to appear okay in front of his son.

His alive son.

"Yes. I'm back. Grandpa still doesn't know you're here, right? You held onto that illusion I placed for you?"

Lucio nodded excitedly, wanting praise. "Yes yes yes yes! That ill ooshin thingy worked. Granpa came into my room...he didn't see me. I was quiet!"

Jimin smiled at the way Lucio's cheeks flushed red with the joy of reuniting with his father again. He hated leaving Lucio in the care of his father's soldiers, but since they were on Jimin's side he knew he could trust them. His father though...

"Hahahahahahaha! Finally--finally!"

The distant, astonished cries sounded insane to Jimin's ears. He clutched onto Lucio tighter.

"Good job, Luce. Now tell me...how long has grandpa been doing that?"

Lucio popped his lower lip out in innocent thought, shaking his head side to side as toddlers are apt to do during serious thinking. "Hmmmm...umm..."

Jimin watched as the young boy brought his fingers up to his face, counting. Lucio was old enough to know his numbers, but the half-demon doubted he knew how to gauge relative time. A laugh (thought not as creepy as his father's) escaped his lips, and Jimin kissed the side of Lucio's cheek.

"Hmmm...one, three...ten? Daddy...I um, don't know-"

"It's okay. I just hope he hasn't been pestering you with his annoying laughter for long. I'm going to go check on him, all right buddy? You stay here and continue playing with your blocks...why don't you build me a huge castle for when I get back?"

Lucio's smile dropped as Jimin set him on the floor. He sulked over to his blocks and nudged at one with his socked feet. 

"I don't wanna, daddy. Why are you going?"

Jimin sighed, kneeling down and reaching for some blocks in a bin on the ground. He began to place blocks in a square form. After a few minutes, the mini structure began to resemble something familiar. Lucio yelled out happily when he understood what it was.

"It's the Stone Castle! The Stone Castle! Daddy--that's awesome-"

"Can you decorate it for me?" Jimin moved away and the young boy instantly took his spot, adding little toys here and there for the guards, flower beds, and other features of the castle. "I'll be back in five minutes. I promise. Okay, Luce?"