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“Well, I like you. You’re nice, and you’re funny, and you don’t smoke. Yeah, okay, werewolf, but that’s not all the time.”

Currently Accepting

Minwoo couldn’t stop his laughter, sure he was normally a pretty giggly guy, but the human’s words were almost too much for him. He’d always been told not to tell any humans about what he was, but since he was here without a pack, and too afraid to get anywhere near another wolf here, humans were the only friends he could really make. 

And he really did not regret telling this one about himself. 

“Well I’m glad you like me, because I really like you too! I’m just glad that you finally know because I got really tired of hiding it from everyone.” He said, letting out a whine as he shifted, moving his head so it rested against the other’s shoulder. Hey, he was a lone wolf, he needed all the affection he could get. 

“You weren’t exactly good at hiding it either, you know.” Ten said, letting out a laugh as he got the message and lifted a hand to rest on the wolf’s head. 

Looking up, Minwoo was careful not to move away from the other’s touch in fear that the human would stop the friendly contact, however Minwoo pouted, cheeks puffing up slightly. 

“Hey, I’m good at hiding things, you know. The best, actually. I’ll have you know no other human knows what I am. Maybe the problem isn’t me being too obvious, just that you’re too smart for your own good...” Trailing off, the werewolf looked Ten up and down before he burst into another fit of laughter. “Yeah, scratch that. I must just be too obvious.” 

Laughing even as he was shoved playfully by the human, Minwoo moved away, hopping up in place impatiently. 

“Okay, now that I told you that let’s go to the club. I haven’t gone in two days. TWO! I swear I’m going to die from the lack of affection!” He whined, smiling when the other nodded and started to walk with him. 

It was great to finally have someone know. He just hoped it wouldn’t get him in trouble later down the road. 

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Spilled Drinks

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mnkyungri:

she shifts in place when it’s silent between them, eyes flickering around idly in the meantime. she still feels strange, awkward—she isn’t in her element (when is she ever). but she still tries her best to fit in, to at least showcase that she’s not as awkward as she feels, and that she is just as normal as the people around her.

she’s always wanted to be normal. but presented the opportunity and kyungri doesn’t even know how to do it.

she shifts in place, arms crossed as she rubs her arms—as if she were cold but the jacket keeps her warm enough, the bodies in the place tucked in and the humidity of a packed building keeps her warm. her tongue prods against the inside of her cheek as she exhales softly, before returning her attention fully to him. she hums at his question, tongue swiping across her lips as she accepts the drink. she chooses to think her words over carefully, hesitant as she watches him over the rim of her bottle as she presses it to her mouth.

“a bit of both.” she chooses, murmuring it quietly before she takes a sip, nose twitching at the strong taste before it settles. she tugs the bottle from his mouth with a grunt, looking up at him with a small, hesitant smile. “this isn’t really my—scene. i was tricked into coming here by my sister.” her eyes narrow in question when the pout juts out once more, and she clears her throat as she sips at her drink, pointedly looking away from them (she’s a sucker for them, truly).

and then he shoots his question, and kyungri tries not to choke at the invitation. she swallows, and chooses to take another, much longer drink of her alcohol. pulling it away with a long sigh, she looks at him with a raised brow. “aah, i don’t know—“ she shifts, glancing away. “it’s…i’m not very good at it.” she’s good on her feet when it comes to protecting herself, but on the dance floor? it’s laughable.

“but,” she’s a sucker, such a sucker. soft-hearted and foolish. “i…suppose one song would be fine. but if i step on your feet, you don’t have any right to laugh at me.” she narrows her eyes, lips twitching as she takes another drink.

Excitement easily bubbling over, the male jumped up once, almost spilling his drink yet again. The smile that seemed permanently painted on his face widening as he did a small victory dance, spinning in place. As happy as he seemed, he did feel a little bad. His old alpha always told him how he could get away with just about anything using this innocent face of his, and using it against anyone for his own gain made him regret it. However, that didn’t mean he was going to change his mind about the dance. Wrong or not, he got what he wanted, and that was the point of it all, right? 

“Yes! And don’t worry about stepping on my feet, I’m sure you’ll be fine. Besides, I’m pretty tough even if I don’t look like it.” And he wasn’t lying. Sure, he wasn’t the toughest monster around, but a little step on his foot wouldn’t really hurt. Especially from a human. 

“But take your time drinking, we have all night to have our dance, so there isn’t any type of rush.” Taking a few sips of his own drink, he tried to keep himself from ambushing her with questions. He was always told he talked too much, but no matter how hard he tried to keep himself quiet, it never worked. Although drinking helped, it at least kept him slightly distracted. 

“Besides, if it’s alright with you I’d rather talk while we enjoy our drinks anyway. You said this place wasn’t really your scene, right? Then what is? See personally I like spending my time stargazing at the park, but it’s a lot easier to meet people here, you know?” 

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DRABBLE PROMPTS! 

Here is a collection of quotes from BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER. These collection of quotes fit vampires, werewolves, demons, witches, humans and hunters. There is an arrange of quotes you can use for your prompts.

RULES: Remember, for every prompt you get, send one out. It isn’t fair if you get a whole bunch of drabbles. If you want, you can change the quote to fit your muse. For example, for the quote “What, Vampires don’t get jealous?”, you could change it to say ‘witches’ or ‘demons’.

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Spilled Drinks

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mnkyungri:

he reminds her of a child, a small little child who’s retracting back and awaiting for harsh punishment at the idea of doing something wrong. it reminds her of how her siblings act when her father gets too loud, gets too violent. her lips purse as she sighs, shaking her head with a ghost of a smile on her mouth. “stop apologizing,” she chastises gently, crossing her arms and playing with the hem of her jacket. “i promise it’s okay. it’s over with now, clothes dry. everything is fine.” the stern quality her voice takes on is similar to her mouth, similar to when kyungri has to reprimand her siblings about doing stupid, stupid things.

“ah,” she blinks, directing her attention to the bar, trailing her eyes across the expanse of bottles. there’s expensive looking ones, simplistic ones; brands she’s heard of, brands she hasn’t. her brows furrow as she lets out a soft exhale. “i’m not sure. i’ll be honest, i don’t drink very often. er,” she tugs at the hem of her jacket in thought. “just a bottle of soju will work.” soju is familiar, soju is simple.

“minwoo, huh.” she repeats his name with a hum. her smile widens the slightest bit, preferring his bouncy questioning and smile as opposed to the timid boy she had seen only seconds prior. “i’m sure, i’m sure. i’m—“ a playful smile curls at her lips. “i’m not usually this friendly, so i guess there’s firsts for everything. i’m kyungri, pleasure to meet you.” she doesn’t like shaking hands, so she doesn’t—instead, she shoves her hands into her pockets, curling her fingers into her fist. “enjoying it as much as i can. it wasn’t my original plan, though.” kyungri chuckles. “and i have not. but i’m—not the dancing type.”

As soon as he heard her drink of choice, the male looked towards the bartender holding up two fingers before pointing at the soju. He told himself he was just going to have that last drink and be done, but he already spilled most of it so it didn’t count, right? Right. 

Turning back to the other, the werewolf listened intently as his nostrils faintly flared, taking in her scent. It was a habit of his, trying to memorize the scent of anyone and everyone he talked to. Over the years he always had trouble with remembering the people, matching the faces with the scents, but that was back home. In this new city, it was like a fresh start, right? Brows raising, the wolf let out a soft laugh, murmuring a “thank you” to the bartender, passing him money in exchange for the drinks. 

“Wasn’t your original plan? What wasn’t? You having fun or you being here?” He questioned, handing Kyungri her drink his smile faded, bottom lip pushing forward in a pout. Not the dancing type? He’d see about that. Puppydog eyes don’t fail him now. “Oh. I haven’t had someone to dance with all night. I was hoping that maybe after you were done with your drink I’d be able to dance with you. I mean, I know you said you aren’t the dancing type, but would you anyway? Even if it’s just for one song?”

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Spilled Drinks

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mnkyungri:

she’s following a lead that seems more like an old wives tale than actual truth. truth be told, kyungri didn’t believe her sister for a second when she had went on about some kind of weird creature appearing in the underground somewhere. it had been too far-fetched, too strange to be true, even if a word like this. originally, she had all intentions to call the younger out on it, but at the puppy dog eyes and quivering lips she had fallen victim to childish persuasion all too easily.

she’s sure it’s to get her out of the house, out and about like women her age should do; but even amidst it, kyungri feels horrible out of place.

she looks the part, fits the image. her eyes are watchful and careful, body clad in clothes that fit the scene—her features dark with makeup. she fits right in but she doesn’t feel like it—body too rigid, form too tense. people are bumping into her left and right and she just hopes to get out of the general crowd before she starts snapping.

but once she’s through the bulk of it, when a sigh of relief is on her lips, does she feel the sudden feeling of liquid colliding against the front of her shirt and down the length of her pants. a gasp of surprise leaves her, eyes going wide at a., being caught off-guard, and the coldness of the water. she sputters in surprise, hands reaching out to tug at the end of her shirt to look at the damage, before sharp eyes snap up to assess the guilty party.

she absentmindedly takes the napkins and dabs at the spill, but she’s sure it’s not going to help much. at least the clothing she is wearing is dark, not white or a lighter color to show obvious spillage. she shakes her head, exhaling sharply through her nose. her lips quirk in a tense smile, tongue clicking against the roof of her mouth.

“it’s—fine. fine, fine. stop apologizing—“ her hand lifts to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “you should have, yes, but it’s crowded in here. no harm, no foul.” she frowns at his reaction, her heart twinging because he looks so pitiful so panicked. kyungri sighs, cursing her soft heart as she reaches out to gently pat the other’s shoulder, squeezing it just slightly with a small smile. “it’s fine, really. if it makes you feel better, go ahead and buy my a drink. quit looking like you’re a puppy that just got kicked.”

he fits the image too well it’s almost frightening.

Really, something like this could only happen to him. His luck just seemed to only get worse and worse lately, maybe he should visit a witch about that. Shifting nervously in his place, Minwoo tensed as the other spoke, expecting harsh words to follow but when they didn’t and he felt a hand on his shoulder the young wolf finally looked up. Smiling nervously, he let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding as he bowed his head quickly before moving to the side to allow the stranger room to move closer to the bar. 

“Alright... I really am sorry, though... But ah, what would you like to drink?” He didn’t stay anxious for long, his normal bubbly personality breaking through rather quickly. He never liked tense situations, he always preferred everything and everyone to be happy and relaxed at all times. Besides, it was just a spilled drink. Plus, it gave him the opportunity to make a new friend. His smile becoming more genuine, back to bouncing slightly with the music blasting towards the back of the club. Leaning closer to the female he already started chatting away. 

“By the way, my name is Minwoo. And I swear, normally I’m not this clumsy. So, how are you enjoying your night here tonight? Have you been dancing at all yet?” If not, he was definitely going to try to convince her to dance later. 

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Spilled Drinks

@mnkyungri

Minwoo had a love hate relationship with clubs. On one hand, he could drink as much as he wanted, and didn’t have to be called weird for pressing up against strangers. Sure, it wasn’t anything sexual for him, being what he was physical affection was a part of his life, this environment just made it easier for him to get that. However, the bad side of this was that the insane amount of sounds and smells made his already short attention span even shorter. He learned that after a few drinks, his senses would dull making it easier, however it certainly made him more clumsy. 

Already a few in, Minwoo bounced up and down in front of the bar, waiting for his next drink to be placed in front of him. Once it was the young wolf smiled brightly, taking a sip before he turned to make his way towards the dance floor, but he never made it there. As he turned he bumped right into someone, his drink tipping forward, spilling on the stranger. Eyes immediately going wide Minwoo set the nearly empty cup down on the counter, grabbing napkins to help clean the other off as he blurted out apologies. 

“I am so, so sorry. I should have been paying attention. Gah, I can’t believe I did this, I’m sorry!” Damnit, why did this have to happen to him? Expecting to get yelled at, the male couldn’t make himself meet the stranger’s gaze. “L-let me make it up to you. I can buy you a drink if you’d like?”

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;Strange Smells

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mnxiao:

at some point or another he’d probably be able to show the other his other form, but honestly, it took too much effort sometimes to just shift in then back and that could wait for a day he actually felt like being a cat for a while. that was something he enjoyed still though.

“it is sad.” xiao nodded, because what else could you say to that? living your whole life, hell, not even living– with the desire to be something you’ll never be able to be.. or remember. it was sad. “that’s why i’ve made my peace with the fact i’ll never be able to be that. even if i still want it in the back of my mind, i don’t think about it much anymore.” xiao sighed a little though, because the thought was still always there, just in his subconscious. it was more prominent when he was around mortals, those that he grew close to and watched grow up and fade away. “i hope for that too, though so far i’ve been lucky in escaping any hunters that have tried it.”

onto the witch subject, that was something he didn’t mind talking about, a light subject. “we do– and because we bind with them.” he nodded a little, shifting into a more comfortable position as he spoke and watched minwoo. “by binding with them, we give up the ability to take souls from humans and make deals with them. in turn, we become their familiar and help them.” it was a confusing concept sometimes to those that didn’t know much abotu demons or witches, but he did his best to help make sense of it. “we don’t have.. powers exactly. we can teleport, have super strength and speed, and then we can transform into our animal forms, but when we bind with a witch we get a weaker form of their powers. but that’s it. and we enhance the witches powers and make them stronger.”

Shuddering at the very mention of a hunter, Minwoo was barely able to bite back a whine. He hadn’t really met one, but he knew their reputations, and meeting a hunter certainly wasn’t on his to-do list. Soft eyes focused back on the demon, moving over to the couch and sitting down bringing his feet up, legs pulled up against his chest so he could rest his head comfortably on his knees. He’s always been small, but this position managed to make him look even smaller. 

“Oh, I see... So, you don’t really bond to witches for the powers it brings you, but instead you do it to just be nice and help?” At least that’s what it sounded like to him. Just gaining the witch’s power in a weaker form didn’t sound like it would be that important that demons would be lining up to bond with witches. “How do you even bond? Is it just like ‘ah, we’re bonded now’ or is there some sort of process?”

The werewolf was a lot slower with his questions now. He was still excited, but no longer rushing to get every question out at the same time. The way he saw it, he had all night to ask questions. That was if the other didn’t get sick of him first. But he’d cross that bridge when they got to it. 

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;Bodyguard

@mnxsoohyuk

It was just a normal night for Minwoo, walking around the city after a fun night at the club. Sure, he should be going home, but his curiosity got the better of him. He liked being awake at night anyway, he might as well just live a nocturnal lifestyle. Everything seemed fine until a sound caught his attention. Not having enough sense in him to just walk away, the young wolf followed the sounds only to stop in his tracks when he finally came to the source. Really he should have picked up on the scent earlier. A hunter and werewolf were going at it, but it really didn’t last long. Minwoo frozen in place tears welled in his eyes as the hunter finished the job. Sure, it wasn’t his packmate, but it was still a living creature. Death wasn’t something the young wolf was a fan of. 

He really should have left as soon as he saw the situation, but fear simply kept him in place. A soft whimper slipped past his lips as instantly he knew he fucked up. The hunter’s gaze instantly finding him, they took one step towards him and Minwoo just bolted. Racing down the empty streets he weaved in between buildings pausing for a moment with his back against a wall, nostrils flaring. The human was following him. Not a surprise, really, but more than that he needed to sniff out help. No way he could fight a hunter on his own. Werewolves were out of the question, he was a loner here, going into someone else’s territory would not end up well for him, especially with a hunter tailing him. As soon as he caught a wiff of a vampire, he started running again. 

He already knew that these things weren’t to be messed with, they were dangerous, but he didn’t exactly have a choice. Following the scent Minwoo raced down the streets. Missing a turn, he moved to quickly correct himself, stumbling but catching himself, managing to scrape his hand on the concrete sidewalk in the process. Normally it would have been a concern to have any type of scrape around a being that fed off blood but in his blind panic it didn’t seem like any issue at all. Wide eyes landed on the one he was searching for, the teen rushing to the vampire as fast as he could, literally cowering behind the other as he blurted out apologies. 

“S-sorry, I’m sorry just… Please don’t let them get me.” 

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mnxiao:

xiao stood by the wall, giving minwoo enough to space to turn and glance at everything– leaving the demon with a fond, yet amused smile on his face because it wasn’t everyday he saw something like this. he didn’t feel like interrupting the kid yet either, just letting him take whatever he wanted in until his attention was back around to him.

“well, what were you expecting?” he was grinning a little now, because he supposed when anyone thought about a demon’s home, they’d think dark and brooding, not homely and cozy and just nice in atmosphere. at the mention of another question, he just nodded and waited for it. “nope, we don’t need to sleep either, but ever demons gets exhausted too, and sleeping is just both another human habit, and a energy restorer. i don’t sleep long though, normally a few at different times of the day depending. if i’m in my feline form though then sometimes i just sleep for most of the day instead then, it’s easier.”

the human question did have xiao pausing for a moment or two as he went to sit on the couch, thinking of how he was supposed to answer that and have it make sense to minwoo. it wasn’t actually a question he’d really had before, now that he thought about it. “because.. unlike your kind, and vampires, other immortals that are more human than demons will ever be, we don’t remember what it was like to be human. even if vampires are dead and condemned to their eternal lives, as demons, we’ve come from hell and we barely remember what hell was like, nevermind what being a human was like.” he nods. “there’s just.. a certain eternal desire to want to be and feel human, that we’ll never achieve. even if we’re on earth and we live, we’re still demons, we still take people’s souls and we’ll still continue to live on and on without much of a goal besides maybe helping out a few witches along the way. after so many years, i’ve made my peace with knowing there isn’t a way for me to escape this. it’s either get sent back to hell, or keep going. so we keep going.”

Eyebrows raised at hearing that Xiao had a feline form. Man that made this even better! Despite his species, Minwoo had always loved cats, but it wasn’t very often that one would love him back, which he completely understood even if he was sad every time a cat would scurry away from him. He almost didn’t stop himself in time, mouth opening to ask if he could see the demon’s feline form, but before he could his mouth snapped shut, deciding it would probably be rude to ask. He figured it would be the same as someone asking to see his own wolf form. Sure, he was completely comfortable in it, but showing it to almost strangers was well uh... Not the most relaxing thing. 

Focusing back on the demons words the young male tried to understand what the demon meant. Honestly, he never thought about it like that. Even his kind was a lot more human than demons. A desire to be human when there was no way too be must be awful, god knows it would drive him insane. “That’s... Sad...” Minwoo murmured softly. He knew he probably should have taken a seat as well, but he was often too restless to stay still for too long, so he just decided to continue moving around the room, looking at anything that would catch his eye. 

“I mean... Wanting something that you could never have, it just seems sad, you know? And for the record, I hope you never get sent back to Hell. Honestly, I doubt it would be much fun, you know? Now you said that demons help witches, right? How do you do that? Do you guys have your own magic as well?”

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;Strange Smells

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mnxiao:

if there was one thing that people came to find about xiao pretty quickly, it was that he was probably one of the most friendly people you could come across, and that being because he really wasn’t a fan of having bad relations with others.. even if he did still have his own fair share of them. you couldn’t get on with everyone after all, but it didn’t mean that xiao wouldn’t end up trying.

“i tend to try and not think badly on anyone, and i can’t judge those that i do no know, so don’t worry. i won’t think badly of them. maybe one day you’ll find out the reason it happened though.” xiao hummed, curious himself to that reasoning, but the way that minwoo spoke about them made him think they had to have a good reason for it. he spoke about them like they wouldn’t do that for the fact he didn’t understand. it just made his own curiosity peek.. though he wouldn’t meddle in werewolf business.

when the lift dinged to signal they were at the right floor, he laughed quietly at the others comment, something he heard often from those he’d just met. “i don’t see the point in being mean or rude or anything of that sort. i don’t think it’s a good way to spend your eternal life, so i’d rather make friends and keep things well instead of make enemies. even if demons aren’t seen as the nicest either because of what we do and the ones that give us a bad reputation, it doesn’t mean we’re all that bad.” xiao hummed out, walking forward as he thought of the different demons he’d encountered. some looking for a fight over a soul.. and others just killing outright without he making a deal– or some intimidating for the human to agree. xiao.. could admit that he had done that in the past, in his worse days. though he’d always regret that part of his life.

walking over to his door then, it didn’t take more than a few moments for him to unlock it and step through, holding the door for the werewolf. “you don’t have to repay, honestly. i don’t need anything more and as for food, we don’t need to eat but it’s a habit to– it makes us feel a little more human. but it all tastes mostly the same to me now.” he walked in then, leading them through to the living area. it looked just like any other apartment at least too. cozy and not to small, just with some odd things lying around, and other objects that he’d gathered up over years. “do you want anything to drink?”

The younger male smiled at hearing the other’s feelings on not being mean to others. Honestly, it was about the same with how Minwoo felt. Even when he was back with his pack and with all the turf battles, he never hated the other packs. He’s never hated any hunters, and sure he might have felt uneasy around vampires but never once did he harbor any ill feelings towards them. It was good to have run into someone that seemed to feel the same way. 

Walking into the other’s home Minwoo’s eyes bounced from one thing to another, trying to see everything all at once. Following close behind the demon as he walked to the living area, the wolf turned in a slow circle still trying to take everything in. It seemed like a normal apartment, but he couldn’t help but try to search around for something interesting. This was, after all, a demon’s home. 

“I like this place. It’s nice and cozy.” Honestly, it seemed like the perfect place to just curl up and relax. However, that’s not what he came here for, right now it was question time. “Ah, no thank you, I’m good for now. But I have another question. You don’t have to eat, but do you have to sleep? Or is it another one of those things things that makes you feel more human? And why do you want to feel more human?” 

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mnxiao:

as soon as the question was out, xiao regretted it. he knew that there were pack issues, that things went down between them that a demon like himself would never understand, not fully at least. but it didn’t stop him still from asking, his own curiosity peeking. and he feels like emphasising that the younger doesn’t need to answer, but he still does, and xiao glances over at minwoo to show he’s listening, though there’s an apologetic and sympathetic look on his face still.

“i’m sorry that that had to happen to you.” his voice is soft once more, a gentle tone before he’s offering over another gentle smile as he nudges the young wold a second time. “but no one’s gonna chase you away here, and definitely not me. if anyone tries to, just come to me and i’ll get them to stop. we’re all welcome here, and i’m sure you’ll make a lot of friends.” and xiao hoped for that, because the kid seemed to sweet and friendly, very excitable, but sweet still, to go through that sort of thing. it was why he’d just never understand wolves, no matter how hard he tried and how many he met.

he laughed quietly, “i hope you do, it’s easy to get lost here after all. just remember the way to my place though, if you ever get lost at night again at least you can come stay at mine. it’s very welcoming, if i do say so myself.” xiao hummed, glancing around once more to make sure they were on the right track back. it was only a few minutes away now at least, and he wasn’t sure if he would have guests over this time like he sometimes came back to, but xiao just hoped it was empty.

as they drew closer as well and his building came into view, it was enough for him to sense that there was no one there. “and now it’s just in here.” he gestured a little to the building, walking through the entrance and to the lift.

The other’s words were comforting the the young wolf, the forced smile easily becoming more and more genuine. Making friends wasn’t exactly easy for Minwoo. He was friendly, yes, and had no problem talking to anyone and everyone, but the issue was he normally just talked too much. Now with Xiao not seeming to mind that, and even telling him to go to him if anyone tried to make him leave the werewolf couldn’t help but feel moving here was all that bad. At least he made a friend, right? 

“J-just don’t think badly of my old pack, alright? I’m sure they had to do it for a reason, and even if I don’t know what the reason is they were at least good to me while I was there.” Hell, he was raised by his pack. Normally packs were like family to werewolves, but to Minwoo his pack actually was his family. Looking over at the demon he now had no issue with smiling, the slight bounce in his step returning as well. 

“And thank you. You know, I never thought anyone could be this nice, let alone a demon. And I’ll do my best to remember the way, but I’ll try not to make a habit out of getting lost.” He said, laughing softly. While getting lost at night was relatively bothersome, Minwoo didn’t really mind it. The night was always his favorite time, and even wandering around with no destination was one of his favorite things to do. As he followed Xiao into the building, he couldn’t help but shift again excitedly while in the lift. What would a demon’s home look like? Dark and dreary? He doubted it. Even demons needed to like the places they stayed, right? 

“I promise I’ll repay you for being so nice to me. Do you have a favorite food or something? Wait, do demons even eat?”

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mnxiao:

as the kid went onto explain what a ‘cuddle puddle’ was, xiao nodded a little as he spoke. he wasn’t surprised that he hadn’t known what it was either until now, or heard of it before, because it was definitely not something that he’d ever come across, but it made him laugh quietly to think about it in the way that minwoo described it. “it sounds nice, if you can get enough people to agree to it,” he chuckled softly, “mm, and i don’t think all demons like affection or cuddling either.” sure, some did for the craving of contact, and xiao would admit he was the same, but he was also at this point pretty used to being clinged to and cuddled, and he didn’t mind it.

xiao watched in even more amusement as minwoo tried to figure out where his apartment was, and he felt a little bad for him, but.. it was pretty cute to see. he really was like a puppy. “to save you the trouble of trying to find your apartment right now, we can go back to him. it’s only a few minutes walk away and i’ll help you find your own place later.” he nodded a little to himself, glancing around to find the right direction before nudging the younger to follow him as he started walking. 

“so what about your pack now? did you leave them? you don’t need to answer, i’m just curious to why you’re out here alone.. and by the looks of it, it’s the first time considering you don’t know the direction of your own apartment.” xiao offered a soft smile over then as he glanced at the young wolf. he’d encountered many at this point, young and old, but there was something pure about seeing a younger one that still seemed new to things. 

A smile instantly returned to his face when the demon spoke up. Well, it was pretty embarrassing not to know the direction of your own apartment, but at least someone was going to help him about, even if it was later on. The nudge only made him smile more, the small amount of contact perking up the wolf’s already bubbly mood and he instantly followed. Minwoo was practically skipping by Xiao’s side, that was until the demon questioned where his pack was. 

Smile fading, the young wolf’s gaze moved to the ground as his steps became slower. He could barely talk to himself about what happened without crying about it, now he had to explain to a stranger? There wasn’t much that could make Minwoo hesitant to talk, but this was definitely one of those things. 

“They uh.... Well...” He knew he didn’t need to answer, but the demon was being so nice to him, and if he was going to be asking him questions all tonight the other deserved to ask questions of his own, right?

“It’s a complicated situation. I kind of got chased away. I-I still don’t understand why exactly, but it really doesn’t matter if I understand or not, I know I can’t go back.” He hated being so sad, especially around other people. Knowing he must have brought the mood down of their entire conversation the werewolf forced the biggest smile he could and tried to put as much optimism as he could in the next thing he said. “But you’re right, I haven’t been here for long, but it’s alright because I’m sure I’ll get used to all the streets in no time!” 

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seeing the way the kid reacted had xiao laughing again, because he could at least tell he was being listened to– which was more than obvious just from his nods and such. it was cute, just like he’d thought before. though apparently today he’d be educating a young werewolf on demons and probably more than that if the way the younger was throwing out questions was anything to go by. xiao felt pretty glad for the kid finding him then honestly, because he had a feeling some other demons could’ve gotten violent when annoyed– he’d seen it before after all.. not all of them were peaceful creatures.

“yea, go for it– though depending on how many, do you want to move inside because it’s late out and i have a feeling you’re gonna ask a lot of things.” he smiled, figuring it would be easier that way anything. “but i’m not bound to a witch, no. not for about forty years anyway. i’m not a werewolf kid, i can’t confirm anything about the scent thing. we’re immortal, so yes– and i’m nine hundred and something. three i think. i lost count at some point. as for seoul.. a fair while, i can’t pinpoint how long.” the way the questions suddenly switched and changed following on from each other was amusing to the demon, but they were questions he was relatively used to, the age one being the most common after all. though, it was just amusing meeting another immortal that believed themselves to be older than him due to his appearance, only to find out they weren’t.

“cuddle.. puddles?” his brows furrowed a little in confusion, not understanding what the other was meaning because that definitely wasn’t a term that he’d come across before.. so it had him a little more than confused. he supposed that happened sometimes. “well, i dunno given that i don’t understand what you’re meaning, i’ll say no probably. there are a few other demon around here though, most of us just don’t interact for the fact that some meetings can turn into fighting. i mean, when you’re all after the same soul sometimes, things get messy. i stay out of that drama as much as i can, which is why i have avoided my own before. and you’re not talking too much, it’s fine, kid. you just sound like an over excited puppy, it’s endearing.” xiao shook his head again reassuringly, because he didn’t want the younger to think that he should stop. sometimes it was nice to have someone like this to talk to after all, and he liked giving people room to talk as much as they liked, because most others probably wouldn’t.

Eyes widened at hearing just how old the demon was. So old that he wasn’t even positive on the exact year. Not that he could really blame him, though nine hundred years was a long time. He must have known a lot of things then, experienced a lot of things, and even better he’s been in Seoul for a while, he no doubt knew the best places to spend time right? As Xiao expressed how he didn’t know what a cuddle puddle was, the young werewolf felt silly. To him it was so normal, an activity that was done at least twice a week, if not more if he whined enough. However he should have assumed it would be different for a demon. 

“A cuddle puddle is when you and a bunch of other people just, you know, cuddle together. It makes just a big cuddle puddle. My pack and I used to do it all the time, but if demons tend to stay away from each other it’s not too surprising that it's something you probably wouldn’t do.” He couldn’t help but wonder what a demon cuddle puddle would be like, though. Probably filled with bickering if he had to take a guess. 

“But you’re right, I do have a lot more questions so moving inside might be a better idea. I think clubs and bars are the only places really open since it’s so late, and they aren’t really the places to talk so we can always go to my apartment if you want it’s just over....” Trailing off Minwoo turned around. Pausing for a moment he spun around in a circle a small frown pulling at his features. He was never good with directions, and even worse he didn’t even bother to remember which streets he turned down following after the demon’s scent. Great. “Ah, well it’s around somewhere.”

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his smile was soft as he watched the young werewolf, observing him for a moment and how he reacted. it wasn’t often, if at all, that a werewolf seeked him out, and in the case for the sole purpose of seeing whose strange scent he was following. it was amusing to xiao, but he supposed it was a nice way to meet someone knew– plus the kid seemed somehow.. still innocent in the demons eyes.

xiao couldn’t help but laugh quietly as the other started rambling off, questions being thrown out quickly causing the demons smile to widen a little. many others would’ve probably been annoyed, and especially the older and more irritated, but xiao.. he figured that it brought some kind of variety to him life honestly. “how many? i couldn’t tell you that, and i do have a few demon friends, but most of them now are bound to witches somewhere else–” though he did recall the demon he’d met only a few nights ago. “there aren’t as many of us as other species i’d assume though, and we blend in easier. as for friends, i have a fair amount sure, i’ve gotten around in my fair share of years.”

the demon only shook his head a little when the other realised he hadn’t introduced himself. xiao could at least understand that meeting a demon or a species that you haven’t come across before could make you forget that after all. “nice to meet you, minwoo. i’m xiao– your friendly demon guide apparently.” he laughed a little at his own words then. “i’ll assume now that you have more questions? and i don’t mind answering them, i promise.”

Blinking, the young werewolf nodded rapidly at the other’s words doing his best to keep his own mouth shut. Sure, there were plenty of people to talk to in Seoul, but the amount of people that let him talk and ask as many questions as he wanted was pretty limited. Even his old packmates had a rough enough time with him after he would hang out after classes, he’d just talk their ears off for a solid hour before calming down. Once he was told that he could ask more questions, Minwoo shifted back and forth on his feet quickly, not unlike an excited puppy. 

“Really? That’s great! I have a lot more questions to ask. Like are you bound to a witch? Huh, I wonder if that would alter your scent at all. Probably not, right? Demons live for a long time, don’t they? How long have you lived for? How long have you been in Seoul?" Minwoo always had issues with keeping his train of thought on track, leading to him branching off on random thoughts with each question. He had initially intended on simply asking about demons as a species, but one thought reminded him of another, with reminded him of where he was, which in turn reminded him of the pack that he wasn’t with anymore. Thinking of that, he couldn’t help but think of the amount of affection he’d been getting since he left, or rather, lack thereof. Before his brain could catch up with him, his head tilted to the side as he blurted out another question. 

“Do you like cuddle puddles?” There was a pause, followed by a short laugh as he realized what he just asked. “It’s just my kind likes them a lot, and well you said there was a fewer of you, and I’ve never smelled more than one of you at the same place before, so I was curious. Sorry, I’m talking too much, aren’t I?” Biting down on his lips to keep them closed Minwoo smiled as much as he could. He just had to remember, this demon was nice enough to let him ask questions, he shouldn’t talk so much that he got sick of him and told him to leave too. 

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it was a common thing for xiao to wonder sometimes, especially at night when the moon was up and most humans were either out drinking themselves away, or home curled up in bed. maybe with a partner, or maybe alone. after all, it was the quietest at these times, a peaceful period to walk freely through different parts of the city, admire and think back on times when things had looked so much different. xiao can barely remember some of those times, but it’s nice to think about.

smiling a little, to himself at least, the demon had made his way to a nearby park. soon enough the flowers would be blooming and spring would be back again, but right now, it remained mostly bare to those colours. xiao wasn’t worried about hunters now either, even if he probably should’ve at least been wary, but maybe with time that worry has faded away. after all, he’s been somewhat lucky over his time maybe, to only face few of those, and escape thankfully. though last time it had happened, a witch had helped him out– but that was many distant years ago now.

xiao can hear footsteps behind him though– no, he can feel another soul slowly etching it’s way closer. werewolf. he doesn’t feel worried at that either, only curious to if he was being tracked by the lone soul, or if they were just making their way through here as much as anyone else– though suddenly the werewolf– a young male, is right by by him and xiao can only let out a chuckle at the sudden statement and question.

“can’t say i’ve heard that one before,” there’s an amused look on his face then, but not unfriendly or unkind, because as he looks at the kid.. he feels like he doesn’t need to know him to know that he’s not a threat. just a kid. and a curious kid at that. “i’m a demon. the scent you’ve been following is a demon scent, though i’m not surprised you wouldn’t know that.”

Gentle eyes peered up at the other, smile widening as he could see the amused look the stranger was wearing. Minwoo took the time to actually take in the scent, nostrils twitching ever so slightly as he memorized it. It had been a habit of the teen’s ever since he was little, putting a little bookmark on the scent of almost every person he met. Although, he had a terrible memory, often having trouble with putting a face to the scents of people he’d only met once or twice before, but he doubted he’d forget about the first demon he met.

“Demon? Ah, that makes sense then. No wonder I wasn’t allowed to go near scents like yours before. Not that it was all that often... How many of you are there, anyway? Are you friends with any other demons? Speaking of friends, do you have a lot of friends?” And there he goes again, being more of a bumblebee than a wolf, just buzzing around asking question after question, being more of a bother than anything else most likely. Mouth opening again to spew out more questions, the werewolf paused, cheeks reddening at the realization he hadn’t even introduced himself yet. How rude he must have seemed, but then again who could really blame him? 

“A-ah, sorry. My name is Minwoo, by the way. I really should have said that before I started asking questions, please forgive me.” He wasn’t raised by animals, werewolves yes, but not animals, he at least had manners. Plus, if he was polite enough and used his puppy dog eyes to his advantage, maybe he’d be able to ask more questions than the demon would normally allow.

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If being without his pack wasn’t bad enough, Minwoo quickly came to the realization of how much he took being able to cuddle up to one of his packmates for granted. Apparently people at clubs thought it was too out of place to just cuddle instead of dance around. Knowing he wasn’t going to get the type of affection he wanted, the werewolf made his way into the streets, lips pressing together in a small pout. And here he thought his puppy dog eyes could get him whatever he wanted.

Stuffing his hands in his pockets Minwoo made his way towards his apartment, that was until a scent had his footsteps come to a halt. Hm. Strange. He’d only smelled something like this once, maybe twice before in his life, and no one allowed him to go check it out. It certainly wasn’t a werewolf, or vampire, but it certainly wasn’t human either. Curiosity taking over the teen turned, immediately searching out the source of the strange scent. Hey, his pack wasn’t around anyway, besides, what’s the worst that could happen?

Humming to himself, Minwoo got closer and closer, breaking out into a bright smile, body wriggling with excitement as his eyes landed on the one he was looking for. Sure, he knew he should seem more normal while in public, but with the time it was and how deserted it seemed right now, he didn’t think it was much of an issue. Walking closer to the stranger there wasn’t a hint of fear in the wolf’s soft features, and why should he be scared? The other not being human meant they weren’t a hunter, right? So he should have nothing to worry about, right?

“Ah, hello. So you’re what I smelled. If you don’t mind me asking, uh... Can you tell me what you are?”