cursed love

cursed love • part 4

The night went deeper and cold breeze started to fly and touch everything that it passed by. One house did not turn off the light, then played some instruments to fill the house's air that cooling down the mood. One man was sipping on his glass, leisurely propped his arm against the sofa as he looked out the window. Another one was fidgeting his finger, swaying his pen against the sheet music, drawing note and smiling for any reason which only him knowing the meaning beneath it. The last one was paying attention to the black and white tuts--not playing only staring blankly. He did not remember when the last time he played the piano.

A cheeky cheering slowly resonated through the hallway and three men instantly bent their heads at the open door to welcome. They looked so delighted. Three young vampires walked cheerily and enveloped themselves in each embrace.

"Jinwoo..."

"Bunny~"

"Dongpyo," the soft call caught one of them to pull a bigger smile and showing the little fang hidden behind his lips.

"Daddy," they called in unison.

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Seungyoung put the sleepy young vampire of his own into his arm, lulling him and stealing some glances at the family who closing their eyes after finishing a bottle of blood wine by themselves. Looking full, Seungyoun smiled at the sight.

"So--you met Sejin?"

He instantly dropped his child carefully into his coffin. From the smiling one, his lips curled into the frown.

"Yes, and yes, as usual, he would never remember me." He adjusted himself to the chair he tugged in, shoving the empty bottle to the other side. He opened the other full bottle and poured some to his glass.

"How's yours? Already found him?"

The other male shook his head. "No chance. No clue."

"There is no way, I doubt you still can't search for him."

He shrugged his shoulder, throwing himself to sit beside Seungyoun.

"Seungwoo hyung, I wish you can meet him, fix everything that had separated you two."

The older smirked. "It's not easy. Byungchan probably was a cute one, but if I broke him, I would never know whether I can be forgiven or not."

"Well, you never try."

"No--I have met him once, brought Dongpyo too and he looked disgusted at me," he told, "I made a mistake."

"We all had made a mistake," he paused, sipping his wine, "I wish Hangyul never do same like the rest of us."

The eldest among them nodded, admitting of what the latter wished for. The corner of his eyes seeked for something else. "By the way, where is he now?"

"Talking with the other vampires, at the cafe."

"Is he good?"

"I have met him at the campus-- a few days ago, well, he behaved right, you don't have to worry him."

He swirled the glass after finishing the drink in one-shot. "I never get worried as it's about him. He is trained, Seungyoun. Even better trained than Jinhyuk if you want to compare. Really the child has surpassed my expectations so far. "

Seungyoun said nothing, yet he knew it was true. There was nothing to deny anyway. During this time, the one who guarded them was Hangyul. He was also the door and the reason why the four of them were always sticking together. 'To maintain and train Hangyul,' that nonsense was always ringing. Compared to 'Hangyul became a baby sitter for 3 adult vampires with their 3 babies'.