my blood | park seonghwa

epilogue

It had been a while since you allowed for yourself to drown amongst sweating bodies, the heavy bass of each song consuming your entirety. Not much had changed within Wonderland. The regulars were still showing up at the usual times. Lightweights could be seen bolting towards the bathrooms around nine o'clock. Being able to see how so little had changed here, provided you with an immense sense of comfort. It was the only element in your life that remained without change.

Your eyes were quick to lock with someone who you didn't recognise. The dark red shade which adorned his hair made him stand out, stark in contrast to the natural colours which sauntered around him. He was seated by the bar, a glass of alcohol in one hand whilst his eyes scanned over the crowd.

Based on his stance, he seemed to be searching amongst the sea of fish to try and pick out who he may be able to snatch up for dinner. The moment his eyes locked onto yours, you knew he had made a mental choice to chase after you.

You weren't going to be one to object. It certainly made your task simpler if he came over to you willingly. In a seductive manner, you raise your arms into the arm, swaying your body in time with the steady beat of whatever song was blasting in the background.

Your eyes briefly flickered over to where the male remain seated, ensuring his attention was still focused on you whilst you did a slow twirl. The skin-tight, ivory dress you wore barely covered your rear, the stilettos on your feet only making it easier for your areas to be exposed to peering eyes.

Just when you thought he wasn't going to come over, you watch on as he throws back the rest of his drink, placing it on the counter before standing from his stool. In a calculated manner, he approaches you, the hunger for your body evident in his lidded gaze.

"What does a man like me have to do to get in with a lovely lady like you?" His voice sounds just like any which would melt the hearts of most girls. He was straight to the point which you appreciated, yet you couldn't help but wonder whether all guys used the same pickup lines from one small book as it reminded you of many previous encounters.

"That depends," You lower your arms, teasingly resting one on his lower arm before tracing a pathway down to hold his hand. "I'd offer to take you home with me, but luckily for you I know the owner." A step forwards has your body pressed against his. "There's a room outback."

He wordlessly nods, falling for your lure without wasting too much thought. With an almost sinister smirk, you turn and commence leading your new guest through the crowd. You catch a few jealous stares from mortals. If only they knew what were about to go down, they would be overly happy to not be following.

Axel hovers by the door which leads to the private room you had briefly mentioned to the man who followed you blindly. Your ex had chosen to grow out his hair a bit in previous months, the dark locks long enough for him to form a small ponytail which rested at the nape of his neck.

"Is this room free, babe?" You place emphasis on the title which bared no weight on your ex, it just enlightened you to feel the slight shimmer of panic through the other on your arm. Axel plays along nicely, flashing a lovely smile before grabbing the door handle.

"I'll leave you to it," He pushes it open, allowing for you to drag the red haired male inside. Almost immediately as you have both ventured to the inside, Axel follows suit and closes and locks the door behind you all.

Fear has secured its hold on the red haired male who pulls himself out of your grasp. He isn't able to move very far as someone roughly grabs both arms, restraining them behind his back.

"Good evening, Mingi," Seonghwa's voice emits across the room. The corners of your mouth continue to edge upwards as you take in the sight of the King. He is positioned on the longue against the far wall.