Kieran Go

master vampire , telekinesis a forgotten prince erased from history.. a sire, that needed to leave. a lover that lost the most. a father that never knew his child, a vampire lost in loneliness

[feyxkieran]

feyxareum​:

when he pinches her chin, holding her close to him, she quickly averts her gaze elsewhere. she can’t be this close to him, it’s risky. though he isn’t wrong, she is trying to run away from him and that right there just goes to show how well he really knows her. she clears her throat and forces out a small laugh before trying her best to compose herself, daring to look him in the eye again. “of course i’m trying to run from you. i’m bored with this whole conversation and would much rather be doing something, well more fun. something that doesn’t involve being around you.” you’re lying. he’ll catch on sooner than later. you need to run before he ends up breaking your walls down, before you give in and let yourself feel again. it’s too dangerous! the voice in her head continues to speak to her, warning her that she needs to leave soon before it’s too late, though, with the way kieran was, areum knew that it was much easier said than done.

let me go kieran before it’s too late. before i crumble and go back to the way i was long ago. just leave and let me live how i’ve been living all this time. she pleads with him in her mind, knowing that he isn’t able to actually hear her but hoping that even her thoughts will manage to do something, anything, to make him leave her alone.

the slight twinge in his chest aches as she points out the one flaw that he refuses to admit--that no matter how infuriating she ends up to be-- Kim Areum, would not be killed by the likes of him.

he didn’t have the guts to, knowing how much he’d suffer under the weight of killing another person that he loved. 

“tsk.” the sound snaps sharply through his teeth, as he releases her chin with an irritated puff. “you’re annoying me with how well you know me.” it was almost akin to being stripped bare in front of an audience, and tied down to a stake, unable to run or flee from prying eyes that could see through whatever lies he tried to make. 

but then again, even as he was trying to run himself, so was she. 

“ boredom, doesn’t befit you, areum. and i know how you are like when you are bored. you aren’t bored at all.” the tone that bubbles from behind his lips is almost scathing--mocking, and a tad bit self-deprecating at the thought that she would attempt to lie to him like this. “ but even so, i’m not letting you go. or at least, i’ve changed my mind about leaving. son or not, or hidden past or not. we can all just leave it behind.” 

he takes all but a moment to gather himself once more, a mocking laugh passing through his lips as he finally lets go of her wrist and leans against the nearest wall, letting his fickle thoughts pass through once more.

“we’re such fools aren’t we? both of us. always so like each other, and wanting to run away.” he wonders for a moment how their conversation diverged so quickly, from raging tempers and fury at lies to this..strange peace that he finds in himself, even if he was mildly threatening her for the reasons behind why she wanted to flee. 

a flash of a thought occurs to him, watching her eyes dart between him and the space between them, the twitch in her lips as she tried not to worry her bottom lip.

“say, areum. are you trying to run away because...” he trailed off for a moment, crossing his arms as he pondered for a moment, before shaking his head with a faint sigh. “forget it. i thought for a moment that you well..” a faint flush coloured his cheeks as he frowned, a hand rising to the back of his head as he puffed a soft breath. “ i thought that you wanted to run because i made you feel something again.” he admitted softly. “but that’s just a pipe dream, even for someone like me.” he raised his brow slightly, a scoff of disbelief at his own thoughts as he shook his head. “ i’m sorry.” he attempted a half smile as he reached for her slightly once again, fingertips brushing her wrist as it came up to touch her cheek momentarily. “i won’t make this harder for you. if that’s what you want.”  a part of him searched her face for any traces of her not wanting him to leave, hopeful, as he chewed on his bottom lip, almost feverish in attempting to find out what lay beyond that seemingly impassive face that she held against him. “ even if a part of me just wants to disregard you and just..stay.” he raises himself away from the wall, clinging to that slight hope as he edged a little closer towards her, bated breath and soft steps, lips lightly parted and brows furrowed with concern. “tell me to stay.” he whispered, thumb gently caressing the side of her cheek as he indulged himself in her scent, and the touch of his skin against hers, no matter how brief. “ or tell me to leave. whatever it is you want. and i’ll make if come true this time.” 

[feyxkieran]

feyxareum​:

would he believe her words? she hoped so. if he were to see through the act she was currently putting on she didn’t know what would happen. “like i said earlier, you can stay here for a couple weeks. after that, disappear like you usually do, kieran.” she attempts to push past him, to leave and get as far away from him as possible. she couldn’t risk letting herself feel again. areum didn’t want to be weak and vulnerable like she had back then, not after managing to get this far with her emotions turned off. him returning this time was testing that and it was something she couldn’t afford to do again.

“it matters--if it was someone from the council back then. it was a deal. atonement for your survival. but that’s not important, right?” kieran couldn’t help but squint his eyes at areum’s words. “what are you saying? that’s what you took away from the sentence, i’m was attracted to your blood?” for once, kieran didn’t know whether to laugh aloud at the incredulous amounts of effort she was making in attempting to make herself a victim in his eyes. “yeah. maybe like you said, i should have acted on my impulse, not given my heart to you and just killed you off like the heartless creature i am instead.” anger converted to sublime fury, which bubbled in his veins as he clenched his fist and watched her with eyes slowly growing cold. “but i was selfish in wanting not to harm a human like you.” words twist off his lips violently. “so maybe you were just right.” he sneered, tempted to walk away once more. 

“perhaps you never really understood who and what i am as a person, areum. even if you and i had a relationship with each other that spanned over eons and years.” his eyes glittered in the light as she attempted to push past him, fingers latching upon her wrist and yanking her back towards him. “i am jealous and possessive, and whatever that i desire either stays with me, or is killed. that was who i was and who i still am, since back then. what made you so different that i didn’t do that then, did that every occur to you? or maybe you’d just like to conveniently slam it back into the because i was a playtoy to you category and humiliate me once more?” he sneered. “and i’m glad that i didn’t know we had a child.” kieran all but straightened abruptly as he pushed the wrist he had been holding onto, away. “because they would have killed him for being half a vampire anyway.” he said coldly, crossing his arms. “so in terms of our child, i don’t regret not knowing about him.”

and that was nothing but the absolute, and brutal truth. 

the council would never have let any half vampires slip through their grasp, so even when areum herself had said that she had witnessed him grow into adulthood, there was still a figment of perception that it was a lie that she had uttered, in an attempt to deceive him with her very own lips. perhaps, feel for her. he thought bitterly to himself. as if he hadn’t already felt more than enough for all those years for loving her and having to leave her behind. 

“and aren’t you trying to run away too, just like i did all those years ago?” knowing areum she wouldn’t just have attempted to admit defeat and turn tail to flee--that was nothing like her own personality. the areum he knew would press and press until she milked every detail from him, until he laid beneath the heels of her shoes, begging for mercy. that was the way he had shown her years before, and the way he knew she would carry out everything. what exactly had changed? 

his eyes squinted slightly as he grabbed onto her arm once more, whirling her back into his embrace as he pinched her chin, tilting her face upwards as he gaze down into her irises. 

“you’re trying to hide something from me. i can’t put my finger on it, but you’re trying to run from something. and since there’s no one else here, that something--can only be  me.” an off-tinge of mild delight perforated his voice, as his interest piqued once more. 

[feyxkieran]

feyjunghwa​:

As Kieran threatened that he would slam his head into the table if he mentioned him and Areum again, Junghwa laughed. “Fair fair. Alright, I’ll stop teasing,” he stated. Junghwa followed Kieran with a grin. Oh, yes, he was a bitch and a troll at the worst possible times. 

“What makes you think that hasn’t gotten me killed before?” he asked, giggling. “I know I’m a bitch and a troll at the worst possible times, but you love me anyway~” he stated. Junghwa grinned at the other. “Lead the way to the fledgling, I wanna murder something,” he added with a grin. 

the more junghwa talked, the more kieran got reminded of how much exactly he desired to simply rip the other vampire into two. “ we’re not on talking terms.” he snapped, cutting the other short quickly as he snarled for a moment, the topic of areum too sensitive for him to entertain at the moment, anger rushing to his head at the mention of his protege’s name. “ and i’m not knight in shining armour. you can forgo your fantasies about that.” 

he stuffed his hands into his pockets almost violently, trying not to entertain junghwa further as the other vampire leaned over to tease with a wild little grin. 

“ because you’re good at what you do. that’s why you don’t get killed. if you get killed, then that’s just a good riddance for this world. one less pyrokinetic vampire and one less shitty being in this world.”  he scowled with all the fervency of someone growing less and less illusioned with the idea of working with the other vampire at the moment, scuffing his feet and hunching his shoulders, only screeching to a stop to stare at junghwa with a calculative but disbelieving stare. 

“ sometimes i wonder, how much people know and understand the fact that your narcissism for yourself knows no bounds.” but still, he couldn’t stop the twitch at the corner of his lips. “ you’re annoying. that’s all you are. now let’s go kill that little shit.” 

[feyxkieran]

feyxareum​:

the corner of her lip curves up into a smirk. “you knew back then that having relations with a human like me would have some consequences yet you kept me around, that it was something forbidden, yet you stuck around. so, who is truly the cruel one here, kieran? you defied all the rules then left me to deal with all of it on my own as if none of it mattered. i guess you’ve been excellent with abandoning me even before i was turned. it’s what you’re best at. showing up when you want to then leaving with your tail between your legs instead of taking things head on and standing up for what you want.” as she speaks, he tightens her grip on his face, nails digging into his skin to the point where she finally glances over to see some blood trailing down his cheek and she can only feel amusement at the sight.

she doesn’t move at the touch of his lips against hers, and kieran ‘s heart all but drops in his chest. but really, what else could he say? a scoff peals itself from his lips as she twists his wrist and shoves him out of the way, a hiss parting his tiers as he rubbed his left wrist with a mildly chagrined stare, every hollow chime of his undead heart leaving behind a pang of pain that washed over his very frame as he trained his eyes upon the cold look in her eyes. 

be cruel to the end, kieran. 

arrogance curves his lips up in a smirk, a hand coming up to pry her fingers off his chin, holding her once dainty hand that he had pressed his lips to in a crushing grip as he tossed her hand aside, lips pursed together in a charming line. 

“never.” and that was the truth. he was never going to speak about the attack behind her village, not if he could ever help it. that was one thing that he hoped for her to never find out. the guilt that would eat her alive--he’d thought, the thought that them being the cause of her family’s demise would tear them apart. he was selfish, but that was something he would always be when it came to areum, and the matters of his heart. “i was never planning to tell you. who told you, anyway?” the ice in his voice slithered through his teeth as he glanced at her sharply, a calculative stare as he hummed, watching her every move for a hint. any hint--- that would help in letting him track down who had been the ones to betray his trust. 

after all, keeping this issue a secret from areum was a condition that the council had given to him back then, just so that she could live, and he could return, to watch her from afar. 

he never knew that he would be too late. 

“the guilt that would be the result of that knowledge would be far too great for someone like you to bear.” they were never going back to what they used to be now. never. a momentary but wistful smile flickers across his face for a moment as he clenched his fist. fine. so be it. 

he was someone that was innately cruel, and he could leave her behind. he insisted to himself. 

“ you called to me. did you think that i wanted to be in a relationship with a human when it was not allowed?” bitterness hardened the edge of his voice. “your blood called to me, and i tried to hold myself back, until i couldn’t. which would have been better--for you to die beneath my fangs, drained of blood, or what we have now, hm?” he wiped the blood off his cheek, the slight cut already healing within minutes as he heaved a sigh. 

“i did not abandon you.” his eyes narrowed at her accusation, blood boiling as he rose to the chance to refute her claims. “i saved you. i left you for your own good. because i thought that the stupid old council would listen to my plea and my conditions and leave you and your family be. did you know that? i bet your source conveniently chose to inform you of that. that the massacre was going to be carried out, regardless of whether they agreed to my conditions of not returning back to you or not. i had resolved myself to never coming back to the best of my ability--thinking they’d keep their side of the bargain, at least until i heard that they were going to break it. did i know that a child would come out of this? that that one night that i decided to give everything to you would result in you becoming pregnant and giving birth to our child?” another scoff passed through his lips. “then perhaps its best in your opinion that i should have just left, without sleeping with you, without telling you that i loved you. i bet you remember none of that, as you’ve so conveniently forgotten, with all your human memories.” 

“i took things into my hands tried to stand for what i wanted, and in the end--” he gestured right at her, the remains of their broken relationship widening the chasm between them. “this is what i get.” a tired sigh passed through his lips. “forget it, areum. perhaps i might just do as what you say, and just run away and forget about you for the rest of my entire fucked up life.” 

[feyxkieran]

feyjunghwa​:

This was way too funny though. Once the older vampire whipped around (it seemingly registered too late) pointing fingers at him, Junghwa made an  innocent face and pointed back at himself with a grin. “Oh, yeah, I suppose I didn’t mention that. Woops. Yeah, as a master vampire at 600 years old, 300 years while I was on break in Italy, my fire powers came in. Make life hell of a lot more fun. Fire manipulation. Existing fire can either be made super small to keep my blood packs from going too cold while i’m gaming  or tea for guests and super big to burn,” he stated, with a wide happy smile, as though this was totally normal response. 

“normal?” kieran desperately wanted to roll his eyes right back at junghwa for making fun of him. “and again, like i said, we aren’t having a thing for each other, as what you assumed that we were.” he adjusted his tie slightly, loosening the knot with a harsh puff of breath from his lips. “just take it as a favour. nothing romantic at all.” the corners of his ears tinted slightly as the other vampire continued to make fun of him, and the older vampire’s hand twitched once again with the desperate urge to slam junghwa’s head into the table, just so that he could get all those thoughts out of the younger’s head. 

violence was always the answer when you couldn’t get your way. kieran thought morosely to himself as he stuffed his hands back into his pockets. 

“good. because if you were gonna say one more word about me and areum, i had the desire to slam your head into the table to convince you that everything you’ve just said wasn’t true.” he deadpanned at junghwa just as the younger decided to give him that infuriating little shit-eating smirk. 

“you are a fucking bitch sometimes, you know that, junghwa? you troll people at the worst times, when they’re in the worst moods. someday that’s just gonna get you killed.” kieran grumbled aloud, raising a hand to scratch the back of his neck languidly. “anyway, fire pyrotics and the vicious desire to burn and destroy everything in sight, if you’re normal as you can be--can we just go and kill that fledgling now, please?” 

[feyxkieran]

feyxareum​:

she turns abruptly to look him in the eye, hatred filling her eyes as she does. “if that makes me cruel then so be it, but at least i fought for what i loved rather than running away and abandoning those i loved the most like some coward. if you hadn’t hidden the fact that we had a past together i would have told you without hesitation.” she makes her way over towards him, stopping only when she’s close enough to whisper into his ear. “and to think, 400 years ago i almost turned my humanity back on just for you.” she then steps away as she throws her head back and laughs. “i was so close to giving everything to you back then, but what did you do? you left, again. it seems that leaving is what you’re best at. isn’t it? when things get too complicated for you, instead of just fighting for what you want, you just disappear without a single word, not thinking about how it will affect those around you.”

maybe now she really was being cruel, though at this point she didn’t care to stop herself. she was boiling with rage, she didn’t know who it was really for but she was and since kieran was there all she could do is take all of that anger she felt out on him.

“and i never had the chance to know him! you watched him grow, watched him take his first breath to his last breath, and i never had the chance to do anything like that. ” kieran roared, hands driving areum back into the wall with a wild slam, burning with pain, rage and anger, pinning her wrists against the wall with a wild grab of his hands. “ did you think that knowing that knowledge now wouldn’t drive me mad?  would you--no, you would never understand what i sacrificed just to keep you safe, areum! i fought for you, or you wouldn’t be here, alive, today.” it was as if it was just yesterday that he’d realised that the council hadn’t intended to spare areum and his family, despite all the begging and the subservience he did. the pit in his stomach had grown, and he’d raced back to her village, only to find that the fires of retribution had already started blazing--and her, on the ground, lips stained with blood and life fading from her eyes. 

and then when he had come to her in that moment--she’d stared at him, with unrecognizable eyes. 

as if he was a stranger. 

as if--he had nothing to do with them. as if--the past year that they had together was nothing but fine dust, drifting away in the skies. 

if she was so willing to forget about him, they would start again with a fresh slate, he thought. he would stay away from her--and their mistakes, would not repeat again. 

he would not--no, could not see her die. 

“you forgot who i was even before you died, areum. did you not believe that i loved you enough to not leave you behind? was everything that we had--every touch, every kiss and every moment beneath the moonlight--nothing in your eyes back then that you chose to forget me right after i had to leave? were my actions in the past year not enough to show how i bore that heart for you right on my sleeve? ” the smile that twisted his lip was almost manic, riddled with pain and vengeance. “ vampires never settle in one place for a month--yet alone for more than a year. you of all people should know that. and yet when i returned-- and stood before you, and all you did was look at me with a stranger’s eyes.” each breath was painful as he watched her back then, clutching to him as though he was her last straw of hope, promising everything in exchange for a chance at survival, as if he was a stranger that hadn’t existed until that particular time. “right before you nearly died. you didn’t even remember me! after more than a year’s worth of love and courtship and staying by your side--i left, and then--you erased me from your memory.” he breathed, nails digging into her wrist as he ground his teeth together violently. “you’re the cruel one, areum. did you know what it felt like to come back hopeful, and to have it crushed right to the ground? to stand before someone you gave everything of yourself to and have it thrown away, as if it meant nothing right from the very beginning? you erased me even before i could explain--and i took that as what you wanted, and that’s why i swore that i would refuse to fall for you the second time round. ” his eyes bore into hers, his desire and affection for her growing together with his rage. 

make her feel your pain. 

the devil inside of him crooned, like an age old song that he couldn’t resist. 

make her understand that she’s been the one that’s been running away.

his hands tightened around areum’s wrists, crashing his lips to herself in a wild, unbidden storm of pain, lust and rage--lips sliding against hers as his teeth sliced against her bottom lip, pressing his other hand to pull her close and stealing the breath from her very lips. 

love. hatred. anger. 

that didn’t matter anymore. 

he desired her, and that was what he aimed to have, muffling her words with his ravaging lips, the treasured memories he had abandoned, just as she had all those years ago, lacking that trust in his love for her. one last time--he promised himself. 

and then no more.

 i loved you so much. 

[feyxkieran]

feyxareum​:

areum felt in that moment as if she couldn’t speak, couldn’t even move, as if she were just some sort of statue just sitting there against the wall. she was practically paralyzed as everything seemed to hit her at once like a wrecking ball despite her own body not listening to her brain. what was even wrong with her right now? what happened to the usually over-confident vampire who never let anything bother her?

the millions of questions running through her mind at that moment, the voices inside her head that seemed to be endless. her mind was a mess at this point and the next words that leave her mouth aren’t ones she exactly planned on ever exposing to anyone, not even kieran. “our…child…” her tone this time is just above a whisper, the words she’s saying more to herself rather than to him.

heartbreak is the only notion that could ever--perhaps, tear an ancient vampire such as kieran apart from the inside out. he’d always been too emotional--too delicate in such terms, too soft-hearted to even turn off his humanity, that had been the way that it was, ever since he’d laid eyes on areum genuinely. bitterness swallowed kieran whole, nails digging into the flesh of his palms as he shivered in phantom pain, the roar in his ears drowning out the soft whisper of his name upon her lips, the raging pit of self-pity and deprecation cementing the years of his beaten soul. 

“what?” he hadn’t intended to snap right at her--none of it was intentional--his lashing out a effect of his own deprecation and heartbreak as he forced himself once more, as he always did right from her side. confusion leaks over him as he catches the tail end of her words about a child. “what..about a child?” he echoes his question slightly, mind racing as he glanced sharply at her, goosebumps breaking over his skin as he sucked in a sharp breath. 

“you did not.” coldness washed over him, wrenching a knot in his gut as he watched her crumble and tear apart before his eyes, an eerie pool of calm bleeding through his words, devoid of pain and in denial of any emotion. “tell me you did not, kim areum.” his words cut across the space between them like ice. “tell me that you did not hide the fact that you had a child for years from me.” he spat, hands curled and heart wrenching itself into pieces. 

“you never told me.” the flash of a memory, ancient and lovingly treasured--of her tangled within the bedsheets, starry eyed and tender words from her lips, fingers caressing against his cheek after their rendezvous in her rooms. “even before you decided that you didn’t want me, you never told me.” she had countless times to tell him that she was pregnant, didn’t she? kieran’s teeth gnashed together in fury and agony. if she had he wouldn’t have left her like so--how could he? even with the summons from the council back then--if only she’d spoken of it, he wouldn’t have left her..just like that. 

nine months he had been kept away from her--now that he thought about it, it seemed even more likely that the council then had known about not just his love affair with her, but more than what they were willing to share. was that the reason why her village had to be massacred? was that it? a child that they could not tolerate to survive. 

“i wouldn’t have left if you told me. i left--because i thought i had to protect you, reason with the elders--” a sharp, maddened laugh barked from his lips. “i was a fool. they must have kept an eye on us for longer than i imagined. and now what?” anger raged in his veins--at areum, at the elder council then, at everything that happened in this world. 

the world was unfair, kieran thought bitterly to himself. it left him with a lover that refused to love him, and a child he would never know and come to love or enjoy. 

“is that what those clothes in the attic were about? is that why you hate me to the point that you refuse to want me anymore?” he questioned, words bitter in his throat as he drew slowly away from her. “oh areum,” a terrible smile, broken and shattered curved the edges of his lips. “you’re so cruel.” 

[feyxkieran]

feyxareum​:

flashes of nights being held by him, of how the two had first met one another, even the moment where he had returned after her village had been attacked and he had saved her. she screams out, her scream echoing around them as she continues to back away from him, wanting nothing more than to create some distance between them. she only stops when she feels her back hitting the wall, balling her hair up into her fists as she pulls on it and tries to suppress the unwanted memories that she had forgotten all about up until now. “you’re lying, kieran. you’re just trying to mess with my head because of everything i told you.” she says this in an attempt to flip the switch in her mind again, to make herself forget once again.

even after everything that they’d been through--love, hate, loneliness--his word, is still not enough for her to believe anything he says. kieran didn’t know whether to laugh at himself, or bereave this series of unfortunate events. “forget i said anything, then.” the words twist off his lips like a kite without a string, curling with slight vehemence from his lips. “i’m lying.” 

he offers her the easy way out of this situation she clearly doesn’t desire--the desperation etched onto her face almost mocking in his own eyes. was he that...terrible to imagine being lovers with? he couldn’t help but wonder, if he was really that awful as a lover. areum had been his first lover since centuries ago--one with a genuine emotional bond that he couldn’t refute or hold himself back from, as though they were made for each other in peculiar ways that he just couldn’t understand. 

and yet.

here they were.

“believe what you like, areum.” the sigh that parts his lips is heavy, laced with weariness and a mild sense of chagrin that holds him back as he drops his hand from her face, tearing his eyes away from her delicate features. “if you say it’s false, then so be it. i’ll take my leave from you forever if you do.” his words are simple and yet quiet--perhaps even with the mildest twist of hope and a threat behind his little speech, hoping that she would reach out and twine her fingers around his wrist, to pull him back to right where he was supposed to be, by her side, a hand gently caressing the side of her face, and a soft smile only reserved for her delighting his features.

“take that as penace for all the white lies i told you about us when you first crawled out of your den and into a life by my side.” he murmured softly, achingly tender. his fingers loosen, brushing hers lightly as he pushed past her all too quickly, desperate to flee from this scene of his own heartbreak, orchestrated by his own actions and his own hand. 

it was bound to come. he told himself, teeth gnashing together as he sucked in a soft breath. 

don’t you dare try to avoid it like you’ve always had now.

a tremor runs through his body, feet growing heavy as he dragged himself slowly from areum’s side, the pit of horror and dread growing deeper with each step he took that told him of their destinies growing apart. 

“hey areum?” a bitter smile flickered across his lips as he slid a hand over the banister--desperate for an anchor of some sorts. he’d fall if he chose to let go, kieran told himself dazedly. just hold on, for a little more. “i’ve always loved you.” the confession heals him just as it tears him apart--the words he rejected from his lips after centuries of staying by her side and wrestling with his own burgeoning heart finally falling from his lips, souless and empty. 

his lips part, halting and lost, just for a fraction of a moment. 

please tell me that you once loved me too.

his voice dies in his throat as he watches her clutch her head in agony, the selfish words swallowed back as he stuttered a breath to his immortal lips, a sad smile flickering across his lips as he turned violently away from her, slipping towards the door in a series of frenzied steps--a dash of his sleeve against his eyes. 

there were no tears--he desperately convinced himself, ignoring the wet splatters of what remained upon his sleeve, dotting his pressed suit like a crime he couldn’t erase. 

this was what everyone wants. 

[feyxkieran]

feyxareum​:

his next words cause her to narrow her eyes. “what exactly are you talking about? you’re sitting here telling me all of this yet you sound as if you’re trying to drag it along so just spit it out already.” a hint of annoyance can be heard in her voice as she speaks, areum clearly having had enough with these little games he seems to be playing with her. that was something that she absolutely hated the most, people tip-toeing around their own words instead of just saying what they want. maybe it was because that’s how she was, the type who just said whatever was on her mind without holding back, or maybe it was because kieran was her sire and she wanted nothing more right now than to just get far away from him at the moment.

she steps closer towards him, eyebrow raised just slightly as she crosses her arms over her chest and waits for him to speak, waiting for him to just tell her what he’s been hiding this whole time from her. she honestly doesn’t know what she’s expecting to hear, or even wanting to hear, but she decides to wait and figure that all out later.

an unwanted memory. that was all he was to her. bitterness permeated the roof of his mouth as he gritted his teeth lightly and curled his fingers into his palms, exhaling a rough sigh. “fine, areum. if you’re so eager to find out and this whole thing is so unwanted--i’m sure it wouldn’t affect you to know that the one that you fell for back when you were a human was me.” a finger stabbed towards his chest painfully, teeth coming together in a sharp snap. “ a year--nearly a full year, and you forgot me when i returned. which, i guess--was pretty much the best conclusion for all of us, considering that you don’t want this part of your memory, isn’t it?”  

laughter bubbled from his very lips, scathing to himself and burning his gut as he clenched his fist and trembled for a moment. 

“that was what i didn’t want to tell you.”  he said bitterly, eyes ablaze as he searched her features with fervence and a breathless desire--hopeful and yet crushed. “i was caught falling for a human, and i paid the price for it.” a sense of fatigue overwhelmed him as he caught her slight glance, the defensive stance that remained as she stood before him like a prickly rose thorn bush, awaiting for him to wrap himself all around her in an embrace and prick himself to his own demise. 

“the council caught me with you, areum.” a mocking laugh bubbled from his lips. “and they warned me.” he breathed. “ thankfully those who caught us are gone. the current ones in power have nothing to do with this.”  the words twisted bitterly within his mouth, spat to the ground as though every fibre of himself ached with the pain of each word. “i was warned to never err with you again. and so i kept leaving.” bitterness surged into his words as he turned away abruptly. “ because the curse of a vampire’s memory meant that i remembered what you forgot, and fell for you, again, and again, and again.” dark eyes glittered with vague emotion, held back with every ounce of his own strength.

“ i’m tired , areum. that’s what i am. exhausted.” his fingers lifted unconsciously, grazing the sweet curve of her cheek. “i’m tired of trying to fulfill a task that can’t be fulfilled.” 

[feyxkieran]

feyjunghwa​:

Once he specified that the fledgling was Areum’s making and without her consent, Junghwa hid his salacious grin behind a hand. “Oh ho? Areum?? Are you two back together again? The star crossed Romeo and Juliet of murderous intentions?” he asked, giggling to himself. He was glad that his friend had a romance, because that meant he could tease him even more. The vampire paid for his plushies and then glanced back at his friend with a suspicous glance. 

“Are you sure that you didn’t just seek me out for my fire manipulation?” he asked, grinning. “After all, I do recall that you had better fighters with the weapons. Did they all perish, in a misguided attempt to take over the world?” he asked. Junghwa reached into his hoodie and pulled out a lighter, playinging with it while he waited for Kieran to respond. “Let me drop the plushies off at my place, and then we can go murk some ass,” he stated. 

a sharp tsk bursts from kieran’s lips as he eyes junghwa with a curled edge to his mouth, almost bordering on a hiss as he cleared his throat and straightened himself lightly. “what do you mean back together. we weren’t even an item to begin with.” a angled brow raise was more than enough to mask his chagrin at being asked such a question, with junghwa having poked the sorest spot that kieran himself had with regards to his protege. “i’m her sire, and she’s my protege. naturally, all sires do this--especially, when their little apprentices get their blood taken and sire another against their own will.” he glances down purposefully, fingers trailing against the table as he scoffed at junghwa’s words. 

“murking ass comes first, your plushies--” he reached out and grabbed the stuff toy, lightly tossing it aside. “comes second. and i’ve never tried to take over the world. a dynasty, perhaps. but i did it with no intentions to become king.” a curved, shark-like smile graced his lips as he hummed amusedly. “it was..just for retribution and fun. this on the other hand, is necessary. and not because of your whatever fire power thing is.” 

junghwa’s mention of his powers don’t register to him until much later--and the vampire whips around almost instantaneously, eyes bugged and a finger pointing at junghwa with disbelief.

“hang on a second. you? with fire powers? what are you talking about?!” 

[feyxkieran]

feyxareum​:

there’s a couple words that stand out to her in what he says, causing her to waver just slightly before she finally regains her composure once again. nine months. from the small bits and pieces of her memory that she can sort of recall, something inside of her thinks of her child. the baby that she had, had but her parents had forced her to give away because she wasn’t fit to be a mother at the time. her eyes waver a little at the memory.

she doesn’t want to give in, doesn’t want to allow herself to try and believe what he’s saying to her because if she does she’ll have to admit that he’s right. she scoffs, still unmoving as she averts her gaze elsewhere. “you’re trying to say that you left to 'protect’ me? that’s real funny, kieran.” she crosses her arms before returning her gaze to him. “if what you’re saying is true, what exactly were you protecting me from? i was never in any sort of danger back then, at least none that i was aware of or even bothered with. so tell me, what is it exactly?” her eyebrow raises as she looks at him, expression showing that she’s waiting for whatever sort of excuse will come out of his mouth next.

she doesn’t believe him. 

a hollow smile graces his lips for a split moment, fading into nonplussed indifference as he masks his emotions quickly, barely lifting his eyes as he feels his heart twist in his chest for a moment, the sigh parting his very lips the only indication of the emotion of failure that boiled deep in his chest. his fingers twitched, out of habit, grazing the lobe of his ear in mild discomfort as he fought with himself on what he should share with Areum. 

how much would he go to go to protect her? to what extent would he continue lying to her about things?

“perhaps.” he allows humour to twist his lips into what seemed like a sneering smile. “but it is a book about your life, even if you don’t want to admit it. you know it  yourself, and that’s why you’re denying the very essence of it.” he paused. “and who knows? i’ve lived for eons. you know that better than anyone. perhaps i watched you even before you became who you were now.” his eyes glittered, promising deep but dark promises of knowledge, the edge of his lips curled in mild malice. long had people forgotten what an ancient creature kieran was. he’d centred so much of his life around his protege, that none drew the connection between him and the cruelest vampires known to have existed, nor the well founded rumours that he’d once, once, wiped out an entire dynasty within one night. 

“from things.” he decides to answer her with half truths, shying away from revealing more than he should. “what would you say though, if i said that it was to protect you from me?” he murmurs softly, fingers lifting lightly to graze against her wrist, eyes mildly fond and affectionate as he wistfully thought to himself, drinking in the darkness of her eyes and the lightness of her hair, right down to each twist of chagrin upon her lips. “there are things that should be done and shouldn’t be done. and i was warned not to repeat similar mistakes as before.” 

love. 

he remembers the pitless eyes of the ancient council back then that had grinned down at him, the hiss of rattling breath against his face and the screeching fury when they realise he loved someone that he shouldn’t. 

love was love. he argued. doesn’t matter if she’s human.

pay for your penace. that was all they had said, eyes dark and lips curved in a downturn. know that what you return to was a consequence of what you deserve. 

[feyxkieran]

feyxareum​:

☪ HWAA

she doesn’t say a single word, just listening to what he has to say. her eyes narrow though when he mentions the past, mentioning her forgetting him, and her expression changes to one of confusion as her eyebrows furrow. “i think you’ve gone a little crazy over the past four-hundred years, kieran. what do you mean that i forgot you?” she steps forward, a sinister grin appearing on her face as she does. “we’ve known one another for over a thousand years, you’re my sire. there’s not one moment that i don’t remember.” she pauses for a short moment before tilting her head slightly to the side. “so tell me, what is it that i’ve forgotten? because i remember every single bit of our past together from the moment we met after i crawled out of that coffin.”

areum leans forward, her lips grazing his ear as she whispers. “besides, even if i believed in you’re apology, it’s useless now. i’m too far gone at this point and it’s all thanks to you.” she gives a small breathy laugh at her own words as she steps back, yanking her wrist from his grip. “you should have thought about that when you decided to be selfish and leave like you did.”

he no longer has the right to remind her exactly of what she’s specifically forgotten. that--is a can of worms that he was not looking forward exactly to opening, especially with her anger towards him and how she’s reacted in the past to the idea of him returning after having left for..well, quite a while. 

“it doesn’t matter anymore.” he brushes over it like its the lightest thing in the world--the least important of all his worries, when everything in him rooted him in place, begging like the fool he was to merely stop for a moment, to listen, to explain. 

no. he chided himself as soon as the thought stirred itself in his head, cooing about how lovely it would be to have her back with him once again. perhaps, she might not even hate him so much anymore if she just understood what everything boiled down to. 

“it’s your human memories, that’s what you forgot.” his lips purse together in the thinnest line, repressed and brows furrowed. “i know you had a lover back then.” he skirted the topic as skillfully as he could. “the rest of the details...i don’t know. i just know you were smitten with him, and that caused a lot of things to happen.” guilt ate him up from the inside out as he gave in mildly, allowing information to part his lips with a simple inclination of his head. “the man left, and then i made you. and in your rebirth, you forgot the existence of such a man.” 

he could almost hear the whispery puffs of breath and taste the soft kisses that she had bestowed upon his lips, hands filled with warmth, eyes glowing like stars in the night skies, and a beating heart that sang its loving tune in her chest--a sound that only he could hear, and the taste of her blood--the only euphoria he’s ever tasted from his lips. 

“he used to drink from you.” a hand raised lightly, brushing aside her hair to gently trail his fingers at the side of her neck--overly familiar with the unscarred place where his fangs had once sank. “for a long while, a lot of people from his side worried--that he’d forget his duties, because of you.” a mocking smile twisted his lips. “and then, this happened.” he gestured towards her. “your rebirth and your induction as a vampire nine months later, i would suppose--was nothing that anyone expected.” her accusation hurt--stung, like barbed arrows seeking to drive and tear into flesh. 

“areum, did it never occur to you that perhaps i left for a valid reason?” anger was a difficult emotion to control, especially when it came to his areum. she picked all of his locks with keys he didn’t know she had, slammed her foot down in the spots that hurt the most, and expected him to never return the favour. “perhaps i deserved it, but perhaps i also left to protect you.” 

[feyxkieran]

feyxareum​:

☪ HWAA

she pushes away from the wall and shoves at him before pushing past him and makes her way into her bedroom, clearly fuming at this point and wanting to scream, to smash something, though she would allow herself to show that side of her in front of him. she couldn’t let him find out the secret behind those clothes, in fact she planned on keeping that secret buried inside of her and even take it to her grave one day if she ever did end up dead in the future at some point. he was the last person who should ever know the real owner behind the tiny clothing she had kept all of these years.

kieran couldn’t help but gnash his teeth tightly together as soon as areum shoved past him, making a beeline towards her bedroom. why wasn’t she reacting like he expected her to? or like the other women that he had seen throughout his past years of observing various relationships between people--why did she not rise to the very occasion and demand any source of appeasement to her fury and anger that he knew probably burned with vengeance in her soul?

“areum.” annoyance laced the fetters of his voice, subtly seeping through his teeth as his hand flashed out instantly to grab her arm, a hiss of mild frustration bursting through his teeth. “aren’t you the tiniest bit angry or mad?” anger curled in the pits of his stomach, just as disappointment did as well, lingering within the mild pools of his dark eyes as he searched her features for any sign of care or even--as minimal as it might possibly be--anger, some kind of fragment of an emotion that showed she cared--that would have satisfied his soul...only to come away with nothing. 

bitterness surged within the depths of his mouth, spreading through his mouth as the corners of his lips turned down in a chagrined fashion. of course. how could he have expected feelings from her after years and years of neglectful lack of news? perhaps in some way, this was what he rightfully deserved.

he had hurt her afterall.

the clench of his teeth was loud as kieran took a deep breath, hands squeezing against her arm as he fought against the wild but sudden surge of emotion that crashed like unbidden waves in his chest. 

“i’m sorry, areum.” it felt as though a weight had been lifted off his chest as soon as those words left his lips. “i shouldn’t..have left.” his voice was delicately quiet, sombre in its tone and weakly wavering in the space between them. “i..i had to.” he glanced away, unwilling to divulge the circumstances of the reason behind his departure. “i thought that it was for the best, only to return.. and have everything just slam right back at me again.” a scoff burst from behind his lips, scathing, and cracking round the edges. “you didn’t remember me and i--” he heaved a deep breath, a stab of pain blooming in his chest as he recalled everything--as clear as day. the pristine shine of her eyes as she clawed out of the dirt, reborn as a fresh vampire. the memories of them tangled between the sheets, her breath soft against his chest, and her skin, hot against his touch. the scent of her blood on his tongue, and the loving laugh and press of her face against his shoulder, cheeks flushed with happiness and a smile blooming upon her curved lips. 

“it was a long time ago. i should forget it.” he ends his sentence lamely, tapering off the end with halting words as he released his hold upon her arm. “for what’s worth areum, i’m sorry. i thought i could forget, and yet--twice, i’ve failed.” 

[feyxkieran]

feyjunghwa​:

junghwa decided to toy with kieran a bit. he was bored and kieran would be an easy target. “Necessary skills? You mean my murder hobo side?” he asked, grinning. He rubbed the back the of his head. “Well…..I still have the collection of weapons in my apartment…” he stated, leading the way to his initilal purpose of stuffed Pokemon plushies. He picked up a Charmander as Kieran asked him why the video games, when he could kill with his own two hands and more realism. “Ah. because killing is not nice in this day and age and if I kill the wrong people, then the council will have my head and as much as I complain, I like living,” he stated, making the Charmander move. “Besides, i have the time and the money, so why not?” he added. “Oh, but adding onto my skills being rusty, I do also have fire on my side so I wouldn’t say I’m rusty. More like flaming hot,” he stated, giggling. Junghwa popped his hand on his hips. “What do you require me for?”  he asked 

“your...murder...hobo side?” kieran all but tilts his head as he furrowed his brows together in slight confusion. “well, if you want to call it that way--” he shrugged delicately, “say it as it is. and it is a very nice tailored suit.” fingers straightened the cuffs of his sleeves as he cleared his throat. “and you wouldn’t if you only killed the ones that i listed as you know, killable. besides, the target this time is only one male, and a vampire at that.” he squinted lightly. “so i’m sure that you and i would do a well enough job, even if we are rusty.” 

he pursed his lips together tightly. 

“didn’t i already say what i needed you for?” the edge of his tone was mildly annoyed, the intention to simply lash out and strike his friend a tempting thought to entertain as he gave a harsh little sigh. 

“i’ll repeat this for the last time. but, anyway. i need your help to kill a fledgling.” a bloodthirsty smile spread far across his lips as he gave a mild little hum. “in better detail really--it’s a fledgling of my own fledgling in the past. you may know her. areum.” his lips twisted a little at the thought of his past lover, the sharp ache in his heart quickly buried along with thoughts of eradicating anyone that posed even the mildest threat to areum and him replacing that negative emotion with a rather pleased one. 

“plus, that fledgling was made using her blood without her permission. so i see it as part of my duty to eradicate it.” 

[feyxkieran]

feysohye​:

“so what’s the favour this time?” she asks, resting her chin in her hand and looking up at him. “you know I’ll probably have to charge you for this one too,” she grins, not being entirely truthful. really, depending on what he’s about to ask of her, she’d probably do it for free. the two of them have had their meaningless fun in the past, but at the end of the day, sohye considers kieran a friend (even if he’s not always the most friendly or open person), and she’s almost always willing to help out her friends.

“....no.” the answer is almost reflexive as soon as she opens her mouth to request it, his eyes turning away from hers to some random item upon her shelves as he picked his way through her wares. “you know that i don’t do exchanges for my blood. the last thing i want is to wake up one day and have a strange fledgling of my blood or something done with my blood to either curse or bind someone without my knowledge.” he eases himself into the conversation, a delicate frown scattering across his handsome face. 

“its just a mild favour.” he shrugged. “information, probably some poisons, as well as ammunition.” his eyes glow a little with a flash of an insane fury. “i plan to go on a hunt for someone.” he keeps his circumstances as vague as he possibly could, not exuding his intentions to possibly kill...a particular fledgling that he had recently learned was areum’s own. “and information. lots of information. i can’t remember his name now, but he’s one of the fresher fledglings.” his lips purse together as he rejected the notion in his mind of the tie that the boy had to areum in his mind. “perhaps you could enlighten me a little more on certain things about newer fledglings, like their regular haunts, and if any of them had recently been made of a vampire’s blood than that of a direct siring.” he plays its off as nonchalantly as possible. 

“but on the note about offering payment to you for your efforts...perhaps you could consider using some of my...other services.” the word twists off his lips as he grins, a little rough around the edges and a hundred percent more wild. “like for instance..” he leaned forward, almost invading into her private space as he scrutinized her delicate features. “anyone that you would like me to kill for you?” 

[feyxkieran]

feyjunghwa​:

Old Friend ||

@feyxkieran

Back in his hey days and back when he was a little less laissez-faire, Junghwa had gained an infamous reputation as the master of the sword. His skills back then left little to the imagination and kills were often described as accidental. That had been how he’d met Kieran. A fellow vampire with a noble background but the only difference was that Kieran was an actual noble and Junghwa was a fake. back in those days, he’d gone far in the murder, far in the deaths and was never caught. It had been a chaotic livelihood for sure. His ways didn’t change, not at least Italy. 

He’d liked living a relaxed life with not a lot murder and vibing, so he’d simply taken that up as a lifestyle change. It suited him a lot more and  him and Kieran well, drifted apart through time. Of course, Junghwa had mellowed out over the years and centuries and killing and murder was now a pain. As the pyromaniac vampire he was, it was easy to chill out, find other hobbies, enjoy life in a different way. He became the literal definition of a neet. 

Nowadays, he’d leave his house on quests for more snacks for friends or new video games. He donned his usual hoodie of ‘I’m not gay but $20 is $20′ and skinny jeans, with a capri-sun blood pack style in one of the pockets, before rolling out. His goal for the day were the Pokemon plushies that were recently released and he wanted one. 

kieran liked to maintain the idea that--time, had taken all of its potential and time to screw one of his friends up rather grandly. he eyes junghwa’s “i’m not gay but $20 is $20″ with an impassive face almost bleeding with disdain, and a long, parted exhale of a sigh expels itself from behind his lips as he finally takes in the neet look of the vampire before him, looking much like a cuddly teddy bear than the killer that he truly was. 

pity. a part of him was inclined to scoff at junghwa openly at his choice of clothes, but time had also taught him better than to rouse a vampire over their unique choices of clothing and behaviours. 

“......i’m having a headache, just looking at you like that.” he grumbled, pressing a hand to his forehead as he turned slightly, dressed almost in a suit, his hair cut short and neatly combed--like a stark contrast of a gentleman to the slipshod appearance of the other vampire before him, exuding danger and a mild vehemence that he couldn’t possibly conceal. if kieran hadn’t had his own experience with junghwa back in the days that they both used to do a much...more dirty work, he wouldn’t have equated the dangerous vampire he saw back then to the one he currently saw now.

“please tell me that at the very least, your necessary skills didn’t rust away while you fulfilled your strange desires.” he huffed, stuffing his hands into his pockets almost like a huffy child as he scuffed his feet. “because i’m in need of your services.” he paused for a moment, pursing his lips together. “and i don’t understand what is so..fun about video games. why kill in there when you can kill with your own two hands outside of the game, and with more realism too?” 

[feyxkieran]

feyxareum​:

☪ HWAA

“i’m not upset about you leaving. actually, i could care less.” her fists slowly unclench, a smirk replacing the anger she was just feeling moment before. “you’re right, the promise is void. honestly i was doing perfectly fine without you around, i still am, so once you’re two weeks is up don’t bother coming back.” she lets out a small bone chilling laugh. “i have more important things to worry about than you returning to seoul. actually, when you left me back then i should be thanking you for that.” her head tilts slightly to the side as she steps towards him, tracing her finger nail on his chest. “i not only made a new acquaintance but also got myself a fledgling in the process.” she shrugs slightly before stepping back once again. “so really, i don’t need you in my life after all. let’s just say that you’ve been replaced.”

she turns her back towards him as she starts walking once again, not bothering to even wait and see what sort of reaction he has from the information she just gave him. in her defense, the fledgling really wasn’t someone she actually even took care of or even bothered with, however, she wouldn’t exactly tell him that either. areum figured that she would let his mind wonder with that one, more for her own amusement rather than anything else.

his ears prick--suddenly all too attentive at her words at the mention of a fledgling, a chill of jealousy running down his back in a vicious retribution as his stomach hollows and his heart aches. he grits his teeth, the sound loud and violent as he tried to reign in his temper, nails digging lines into his palms, a rough exhale decorating his lips as he trailed quickly after her, reaching out roughly to grab onto areum’s arm, harshly slamming the other vampire into the wall behind her, ire etched into the contours of his faces as he studied her face for a moment, trying to grasp onto the mildest connotation of her having misled him with her words. 

a fledgling.

“should i start planning on killing a fledgling then?” arrogance curled against his lips, deeply agitated by her words that he had been replaced. “did you satisfy yourself with the thought of raising a baby bird to try to replace my image in your life?” a mocking scoff passed through his lips. “and here i thought you were cleverer than that, areum.” his words twist violently upon his lips. “you know how jealous i can get, and i, don’t mind snapping another fledgling’s neck and rendering his small, recently elongated lifespan--short once more.” he breathed, lips ghosting the shell of her ear as he lightly threatened his protege, fingers regretfully ghosting along the slender lines of her face, eyes lingering greedily upon her plump lips, thumb pressing harshly against the pink shell of her lips. 

“i touched those clothes in the attic, areum.” amusement curved the edges of his lips, almost mocking in his anger. “and you won’t kill me--no, more like you can’t kill me.” he hissed, fingers pinching her chin harshly, eyes narrowed and teeth ground against each other. “the thought of you killing me? just makes me laugh.” a puff of laughter passes through his lips, scathing and burning as his gut tightened with jealousy and rage. “if you’re so sure about it, prove your words, areum. when my head lies in your lap, decapitated and my life over a thousand more years ended by your hands--only then will i believe you.” confidence made him take a wild step back, arrogant in his knowledge that she would not be able to kill him, sure that her affections for him, no matter how lost to time and to the world, would remain as it is. 

“really, areum. don’t lie about things that you can’t do anymore.” he whispered lowly, grin bared in a wild clench of his teeth. “i thought that i had taught you better.”