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♬ let love bleed red - sleeping with sirens ♬

「lay me down and tell me everything will be alright.」

dawn hasn't broken yet when seonghwa and hongjoong were sent into panic when they hear yeosang's screams of agony in his bedroom

they were worried as it was something that has been happening quite often now and everytime they ask yeosang what is was, he brushes it off and apologizes before going back to sleep.

but this time they wanted to put a stop to it, it was painful to hear him scream and cry, even more now as they've considered him as their surrogate son.

when they open the door, yeosang was pushing his face violently into the pillow, clawing at the bed sheets that caused them to tear apart, he looked as if he was a tangled mess underneath his blankets. 

seonghwa sat down on the bed, next to his writhing body as he did his best to wake him up, gentle and soft-spoken so he wouldn't cause any more fear to yeosang. 

he hushes him as he wakes up, eyes wild and at a state of disarray "shh, yeosang, you're okay, it was just a bad dream." seonghwa pulls him over his lap, cradling him like a child. 

yeosang felt a wave of embarassment hit him at the realization that it happened again and he hides his face in his hands, spewing out apologies

"hey, there's nothing to apologize for. it's not like we were sleeping." hongjoong says playfully, lightening up the mood and sitting on the dresser while seonghwa did his best to comfort yeosang 

"why don't you tell us, maybe it can help," seonghwa tries, stroking his hair as yeosang calms down "i don't know yet," he whispers making seonghwa nod 

"you can tell us at your own time, just know that hongjoong and i are here to listen." seonghwa kisses his forehead before hongjoong ruffled his hair, excusing himself so seonghwa can work his parental magic on yeosang.

yeosang was still in seonghwa's arms, just listening to him humming what seemed to be a lullaby, stroking his hair and holding his hand 

"you know, you remind me so much of my little boy," seonghwa whispers, yeosang lifts his head up to look at him, eyelashes fluttering 

"i had a family before all of this but the war separated us, it was during the joseon era." yeosang grew curious as it could mean that around the time yeosang was born, seonghwa must have been turned 

"what happened?" he asks, twiddling with the mars pendant that was hanging on seonghwa's neck 

"i was drafted, my son was around 7 years old at that time, we weren't rich but we had a happy life and i would always sing him to sleep whenever he wakes up from a nightmare." seonghwa's voice grew softer as he talked about his family, most importantly, his son

"as the war continued, i was with a small group of 10, setting up camp but the group was attacked by a vampire, he had knocked me unconscious after throwing me against a tree," seonghwa pauses and yeosang felt his mood turn into somewhat melancholic 

"i think he took the opportunity to feast on humans as there was a high death toll and it must have lured him in." 

yeosang has seen a lot of wars and unfortunate events unfold before his eyes, it was something his father would take advantage of, taking him against his will at times