"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip your trachea out right now" Wooyoung growls in his ear, his voice laced with venom and malice.
San laughs darkly as he tries moving under Wooyoung's tight grip, the latter further tightening his hold on S...
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"I lost my mother to the hands of vampires" He confesses.
Wooyoung's brows creases. He sits up slightly in the tub, expression shifting from curiosity to pity then finally, understanding.
"Oh... W-what happened?" Wooyoung manages to spit out.
"She was the bravest person you'll ever meet. She would've sacrificed everything for me and for the people she cared about. It was my first scouting trip and she was to lead the group. Naturally I was nervous but she made me feel like that there was nothing to be nervous about.
We had come across a troop of vampires who seemed to be heading east towards the war grounds. She'd suggested we went around them because it was too dangerous. We all agreed but we weren't careful enough, they were right on us before we even knew what was happening. She tried to protect me. She told me to run but I felt like I had to prove myself to them.
We were substantially outnumbered and she knew there was no chance of all of us making it out unscathed. So she took it upon herself to hold them back long enough for us to make a break for it.
I didn't want to leave her. Someone had to physically carry me away. As we ran away I remember her smiling calmly at me as though she knew exactly how it would play out. She knew she would die but she was more than willing to accept that fate if it meant I would make it out alive. I was young. And weak... I blame you vampires for taking her away from me but the truth is I'm just as much to blame. If I was strong enough I could've protected her.
"She would still be alive" He finishes, his voice gets caught in his throat and he felt his eyes begin watering up even if he tried holding the tears back. Damn it, don't cry. Stop being weak.
He's taken back when the vampire wraps an arm around San in a comforting hug and San accepts it not having the will power to push him away. A hug is exactly what he needed at the second.
Wooyoung's wet skin and hair dripped unto San's clothes but the drow didnt seem too bothered by this. "I'm so sorry" He whispers into San's neck.
San shakes his head. "It's not your fault"
After they'd finished in the bathroom they had moved back into Wooyoung's bedroom, San helps him to moisturize using a some natural scented oils and creams.
Wooyoung found it extremely relaxing as San's supple hands glided down his skin so easily. It was almost therapeutic.
San was busy admiring Wooyoung's soft skin completely clear of any imperfections. No pimple scares, no blemishes, no discoloration or scarred over wounds. His skin was clear as day.
Lucky son of a bitch...
He got to Wooyoung's neck and he had to use most if not all of his will power to draw his attention away from those luscious lips. They're so perfect in every way. He's so perfect in every way...
