elysian

lee sunmi. 24 yr old beta. iksan born. seoul resident. runaway

[mnxsunmi]

the kids are alright ;

[mnxsunmi]

mnxwonho:

        wonho took care of what he needed to take care of. five minutes or so, maybe less. he wasn’t in the mood to actually keep time, but to say the least, he felt better. it wasn’t as good as it would have been otherwise, but beggars can’t be choosers at this point.

         after he changed into some new clothes just as sunmi came back into his room. he turned to look at her and his eyes widened at the surprise of seeing pepper. if sunmi had her, then where was navi or trix or even lucky? 

         “why ya blamin’ me? i didn’ know she was here. did navi tell ya?” wonho questioned, suddenly more aware of what was going on now that his head was clear of his earlier frustrations. 

          he was thinking back to earlier and he remembered navi saying something before she left, but sunmi kept touching his thigh and she whispered something in his ear before she went up and wonho had completely tuned navi out then. the more he thought back to it, blocking out sunmi (which was difficult) he soon realized, maybe navi did tell him to watch her.

         “… navi… may ‘ave told me….,” his expression turned guilty, realizing his mistake. “peppa, i’m sorry.”

“no, babe, she didn’t,” sunmi shot back. if memory serves correctly, she was barely half awake that morning. and when she did wake up, her attention was fixated on wonho. if navi was speaking to her, she would have given the elder her full, undivided attention.

sunmi sighed and shook her head. leave it to wonho to make a small but important mistake. “god, what happened? you could have told her no. she would have brought pepper to the daycare that i work at.” but they weren’t taking pepper there now. they already did one fuck up. they weren’t going to drop pepper off just to finish their previous activities.

she sighed, turning away from wonho in the room and back towards the kitchen. “i’m going to feed her. if you wanna come help that’d be nice.” it wasn’t really an offer. it was more like a vague threat: a “you better get your ass in that kitchen or else” kind of deal.

sunmi was a tough one at times. no one else may be able to talk to wonho in any other way but she knew that she can go head-to-head with her alpha at any given moment. she learned that several years ago.

(it was probably because he loved her and he wasn’t going to be so vicious to her but she didn’t know that at the time.)

she put pepper in the high chair they still kept her in. she wasn’t old enough to sit at her own spot at the table and be expected to eat on her own. sunmi strapped pepper in, giving her a quick kiss before sighing. “she managed to make a mess in the kitchen. that child is something else, i swear.”

[mnxsunmi]

the kids are alright ;

[mnxsunmi]

“i’m totally fucking serious!” she calls back as she strolls from his room to the kitchen. if there was someone in the house, she wasn’t going down without a fight.

the clattering slowly became louder as she approached. it was almost like someone was shifting through their kitchen. she approached with caution. her steps were slow, her eyes surveying the area. she didn’t smell anyone foreign so it had to be someone who was in the pack. and she smelled....pepper? she furrowed her brows in confusion, nearing the opening to the kitchen. she was ready to smack the living daylights of whoever it was and then --

cooing?

she peered around the corner. she yelled out in surprise. “pepper?” she rushed to scoop up the baby, taking away the metal spoons from her grasp. she exhaled shakily, holding pepper close to her chest. “oh my god, baby what are you doing here?” sunmi stepped around all the pots, pans and cooking wear that the baby managed to pull out. she lavished pepper in soft kisses on her cheek. she went back towards the room.

“wonho? did you tell navi we were babysitting today?” she bounced pepper on her hip effortlessly. pepper was the first young baby she’s really been in contact with. most of the children she’s dealt with were old enough to say what they wanted at least. being with a newborn was literally a new experience but sunmi caught on quickly.

it only made her want her own kid that much more.

“why was pepper in the kitchen, honey?” she asked wonho while in the doorway of his room. she gave pepper another kiss. sunmi cooed. “my poor baby was all alone. you’re probably hungry huh? mean uncle wonho didn’t let me know you were here. because he’s jealous i’d only pay attention to you. my poor baby pepper.”

[mnxsunmi]

the kids are alright ;

[mnxsunmi]

mnxwonho:

    to say the least, he finds that mating was turning out pretty well for well after all.

NSFW ; nudity

her breathing evens out quickly. she frowns at wonho, who seemed more intent on finishing than caring about whatever was outside the door. she could almost roll her eyes at him. “nothing just falls for no reason wonho.”

maybe he was right. maybe she was just being paranoid. sunmi gave one last look to the door before pushing it out of her mind. if it had been someone there to come after them, they would have found them by now. they weren’t being loud but the few noises they were making (and the bed creaking) would have given them away.

sunmi swopped down for a kiss, pressing her body against his. she bit his bottom lip, dragging her teeth across the swollen flesh slowly. she smirked, moving to kiss his jaw and neck. had she ignored whatever the noise was completely, she wouldn’t have been aware of the clattering. it was faint but she picked up on it quickly. she bolted upright, eyes narrowing at the door accusingly.

“we’re finishing this later,” she said, slipping off of him to put on some clothes to cover her naked body with. she shivered, bumps on her skin standing at attention now that she pulled away from wonho’s heat. she put on one of her shorts and his shirt. she ran a hand in attempts to fix her hair that wonho effortlessly made messy with the way he clutches at it during. not that she’s complaining, anyways.

“are you coming?” she asked, doorknob in hand. she gave him a teasing smile. “cause if i die from the monster that’s outside this door you’re only going to blame yourself.” she opened the door and walked out of the room. “i’ll be back!” she yelled. the source of the noise was coming from the kitchen. was lucky home early?

[mnxsunmi]

stop talking ;

[mnxsunmi]

mnten:

“i have no idea.” he shrugs, an unconcerned gesture as if the thought of the future and what it might hold doesn’t terrify him half as much as it concerned his peers. he’s most of the way through his program already, just two more years to completion, and yet he seems to have no worries over graduation and what comes after. “do you know anyone who’s hiring?” ten laughs, not at all serious even though he probably should be.

her tone surprised him a little, recognizing jealousy and not previously connecting the two as a pair. interesting. ten files that away for later; werewolves didn’t typically seem to be fond of sharing but maybe he could convince the two to make an exception someday. he judges that sunmi wouldn’t be exactly open to the suggestion right now, looking at her rather aggressive posture, but maybe he’ll open the offer at a more convenient time.

stuffing thoughts that would make his grandmother cry away, ten frowns a little as he tries to recall the details of his encounter with the alpha. “vampire bite; i wasn’t doing well. he threw me around, which would have made me dizzy event if i wasn’t already missing like half my blood volume.” it was a miracle that he didn’t actually get sick, though he could have sworn that he felt a phantom headache in memory of the one he had been sporting at the time.

“that’s an understatement.” even an empty headed person must have more sense than to handle a half-dead human so roughly if he wanted him to live. ten didn’t hold a grudge though. at least, not much. “i think my korean is better than his though. i really couldn’t understand anything. how’s the baby, by the way? she’s not yours is she?”

“in communications? nope.” to be frank, sunmi wasn’t sure what someone could do with a communications degree. be a language teacher? a translator? ten didn’t seem to have a full grasp on korean yet. he still pronounced some syllable awkwardly. judging by his uncaring demeanour, sunmi can infer that he wasn’t really sure what he could do with his degree either.

sunmi sighed. of course wonho wouldn’t know how to deal with a dying human. “he was raised in a pack. not a lot of human interaction if any. like they were in the country so there was no need for them to integrate with humans.” which was the opposite of her story, since she ended up being raised by humans a majority of her life. “he’s not really aware of how fragile humans can be, i guess. sorry.”

she’ll have a stern talk with him when she got back.

she snorts, shrugging her shoulders. “you probably are.” it was a joke. of course wonho’s korean was perfectly fine. “he just has a country accent and since you’re not a native speaker, you’re probably taught seoul dialect.” sunmi always had an easier time understanding wonho since their dialects were similar. she may have adopted a seoul dialect herself but she still had her natural jeolla accent sometimes. “you’re just not used to the other drawls.”

she tosses him a look. she wished she had a pup. it would have been nice to be a mother. she had been antsy to have a kid of her own. “no, not mine. pepper is navi and trix’s kid. we take turns babysitting her.” she gave him a teasing grin. “besides, don’t i look too young to have a kid?”

[mnfoster-blog]

hiccup.

@mnxsunmi

his whole body tenses for only a split second and his breath catches erratically. it’s just short of painful, an uncomfortable disturbance somewhere low in his chest the cause of the tiny spasm. for a second he wonders if he’s just been cursed by a witch, or maybe this is what it feels like if a ghost passes through a vampire.

foster didn’t realize that vampires could get the hiccups.

as far as he’s aware, there’s no medical studies on the anatomy of a vampire; it made sense that his body still has a diaphragm even though breathing isn’t exactly required for someone who’s pretty much the closest thing there is to the walking dead. he hiccups again, and a tiny surprised yelp escapes him just after. vampires aren’t supposed to get hiccups, are they?

he’s in public; he can’t cause a scene over a function that’s perfectly normal and not at all dangerous to regular human beings. foster has a hard time keeping a worried expression off his face though, a hand pressed against his stomach as if that will soothe whatever caused his hiccuping in the first place. he can’t recall ever having the hiccups before, can’t remember his days as a human. how do you get rid of these?

another hic sends a small tremor through his whole body, his core tightening uncomfortably with the mistake of his body. all those legends about vampires being flawless beings and here he is, over ninety years old and lost when it comes to dealing with his own hiccups.

the vampire glances around, looking at the people around him and how they take no notice of how he’s trying not to freak out. she’s a werewolf, he can smell it on her, and he decides that she’s safe enough to approach. sure she knows what to do. “excuse me,” foster knows they haven’t spoken before, and he hopes she’s not one of those wolves who hate vampires with a passion. “do you.. know how to get rid of hiccups?”

[mnxsunmi]

being amongst the public still made her feel weird after all these years. despite being raised by humans and despite being a normally functioning member of society, sunmi could only think the worst whenever the streets of seoul were the busiest.

obviously the beta took extra precautions and made sure not to stay out too late (or at all, if she could help it) on days of the full moon. they happened often enough and she really didn’t like making it obvious. it was harder when she was young and absences would only result in a failing grade. her parents opted for homeschooling more than once. but now as an adult, she can’t just avoid the public nor can she put her job on hold.

even on days other than the full moon, sunmi felt like a weed in a garden of flowers: a member of society but a poor eye sore. almost as if anyone could point to her and guess she was a werewolf. it was always a nice reminder when she picked up a foreign scent of another species that she wasn’t alone. everyone was just trying to pass off as human just as she.

the approaching scent of the vampire is what drew her attention first. she looked at him a few moments before he even spoke with a look of curiosity on her features. in the seconds he spoke to her, the curiosity transforms to full on bemusement. “hiccups?” she asked, holding back the smile on her face.

“i thought you guys don’t breathe. how do you get hiccups?” she questioned. she failed to hold back the smile of her face. how could something that doesn’t need to breathe get the hiccups? she wasn’t purposely trying to seem like she found this the funniest thing to happen all day but it was.

sunmi decided to have mercy on the poor boy. “the only cures i know are to swallow air or to take deep breaths.” she tilted her head. “i’m not sure how well that would work out for you.”

[mnxsunmi]

so what happened was ... ;

[mnxsunmi]

kihyunxmn:

“really… you’re trying me with that low blow? please.” eyes rolling in utter disregard for the attempted (poorly with that) insult upon his species, Kihyun scoffed with a small shake of his head, a fingertip pressing to his temple as if it were some sort of gesture towards his dissatisfied demeanour, taking a brief glance to the girl down beside them both, groaning quietly. “well she’s had one too many headfuckers anyway, she wouldn’t have tasted very pleasant, maybe you saved me from a crappy meal after-all, however, I think you should know what will happen next though…”  yet, something doesn’t seem quite right, either this girl was completely and utterly stubborn; with no consideration for what were just seconds from happening (she’d become a happy meal, he’s especially fond of ketchup– it’s not ketchup) or… she too wasn’t quite as human as their drunken little pal just off to the side.  “silly girls– I wanna say tricks are for kids, but that’d just be me quoting movies. Back to the point, why would you wanna come over and interrupt this? I could have been feeling an erotic way and wanting to take that girl back to my place to bang her…” however any sliver of menace Kihyun hoped to have exuded in his aura, vanished in the blink of an eye as the tip of his nose wrinkled, gaze narrowing off to the sky for a moment. “although by the time I got her back there I’d probably be more interested in getting back to a movie marathon… though maybe if she were coherent enough she could jerk me off if I could be bothered.”

she grins. sunmi is particularly amused due to her lack of interactions with the vampiric species. yet from what she knows, they all hated dracula.

it was cute.

“you’re welcome,” she replies with a frown. she’s unsure with what he meant next -- but whatever he planned probably wouldn’t go over so well. she had no intention on being a meal nor was she interested in being the same thing in the other respect. (she had some class, thank you.)

the female beta tilts her head. the way the other speaks is almost too amusing. so she tries her damnedest not to laugh at ‘tricks are for kids’ but a small snicker escapes regardless. “i knew i wanted to interrupt that,” sunmi said confidently, motioning towards the near-feeding that almost transpired in front of her. (she had to pause to herself and question if vampires could sense werewolves like they can -- because the male in front of her seemed to have no clue that she wasn’t human.)

honestly sunmi almost asks if something was wrong with him.

she refrains, thankfully, and just scrunches her nose in distaste. “that’s crude of you,” she comments, crossing her arms. “but i know you weren’t using that girl for sex. come on. it was obvious. and i know your kind can do better than that.” from what she’s heard, weren’t they incredibly charismatic? spooky enchantment powers? mind controllers?

or was that just the movies?

“besides, if you wanted to get a decent jerk, don’t go for a girl who literally would be doubled over vomiting before you even got to your apartment.”

[mnxsunmi]

the kids are alright ;

NSFW ; sexual situations

even though there’s no one home, sunmi does her best to keep quiet.

she’s not loud (yelling or crying out was never her thing) but when wonho meets her rolling hips at just the right moment, she nearly cries out. she mutes herself with a silent yell: her head lulling back and her mouth left agape. a strangled whimper escapes despite her best efforts. she clamps down her mouth with her hand, the other pushing back her long copper hair from her face.

her body is buzzing. a whine passes her lips that’s left slightly muffled by her hand. wonho’s name can be vaguely heard there but it’s lost in the few short softer whines to follow. sunmi opened her mouth. “wonho--”

crash.

she’s startled enough that she stops abruptly. it’s a shock to her system to go from total euphoria to nothing. her head turns away from her mate underneath her and to their door, which had been closed despite being the only ones home. she pouts, turning back to her alpha worriedly. “what was that?”

sunmi didn’t intend to finish if there was a potential threat outside of their door.

@mnxwonho

[mnxsunmi]

jealousy is ugly ;

[mnxsunmi]

mnxwonho:

    wonho pulled her close and closed his eyes, enjoying having her close to him. this was all different now. everything was going to change, no matter how used this just holding her was. but now they were going to have a relationship. it wasn’t just a normal relationship either. things would be a bit difficult at first, but he didn’t mind working at it.

      at her question, he frowned. he told them all what happened in his pack, but other than that one time, he didn’t speak of it. he didn’t like thinking about it, or talking about what happened to his father and mother. it was something he did think about a lot and that was why he never said anything.

       “wolves… suppose’ to mate for life,” wonho started, frowning as he looked down at her, a sad smile on her face, “i seen it not stay. i seen it ruin’ bc someone else strong come along. never let it go, i guess.”

she hummed, taking his words in. it made sense, considering what he’s been through. sunmi dated before, sure, but she’s never imprinted or declared to have an official mate. but this thing with wonho felt so much stronger. she felt so...whole.

“i love you,” she mumbled, adjusting herself. his heart beat was soothing to listen to. he was warm. she could feel herself relaxing against him. “i love you so much, actually. like...i don’t know why but it feels so right. more so than i expected.” she wasn’t sure why this felt so secure but she wasn’t going to argue. sunmi was just relishing in the feeling of being in his arms.

for a few moments she’s just silent. almost like she fell asleep. “i’m not going to leave you.” it was a statement: a promise. “even if someone bigger or better comes along, they’re not better than you. my alpha.” she smiles to herself sleepily. she hums, fixing herself to nuzzle against his neck affectionately before allowing herself to stop talking and sleep.

[otwondergirls]

[mnxsunmi]

stop talking ;

[mnxsunmi]

mnten:

sunmi. the name rings a bell, but just like her face he struggles to place just where it had come up before. it’s hard to focus on searching through his memory while speaking, so he doesn’t have a chance to dwell on it long before his face is lighting up in a smile anyways.

“i’m ten.” he doesn’t bother explaining that he wasn’t from around here; he’s not sure if his accent will ever fade and he knows he makes grammatical errors every now and then still. any native korean knows that the boy is speaking a language he didn’t grow up with, as if his name alone doesn’t give it away. “communications.” a student as well.

his eyes narrow slightly as he gives himself a minute to think ,to ponder over her name and face once more. his memories, even when they come to him, are a bit blurred. he remembers feeling sick, and pain. the vampire attack from a couple months ago, that must be it. sunmi must have been one of the others that the alpha had mentioned, though he’s sure that he hadn’t spoken to her in person before now.

“you know wonho, don’t you? i don’t know his surname.. about this tall, nice ass, talks in an accent so heavy i can’t understand a single word he says?” ten raises his hand in an approximation of the alpha’s height, hopeful that his description matched something that would be recognizable to the girl. “he saved my life and then nearly killed me.”

a little laugh plays across his lips, as if a near death experience was a joke to him. he lowers his voice, knowing that if he was right she would be able to hear him anyways, though the others around them wouldn’t be able to pick up on it. “you’re one of his wolves, right? he introduced the pack to me at one point.. i don’t remember much.”

“ten...?” she questions. it was an interesting name. it wasn’t korean, that’s for sure. she tilted her head, almost ready to ask if that was a nickname or something but decides against it. “ah, communications? what do you hope to do?” it was an interesting choice. fitting for someone coming from another country. it was obvious because his korean was shaky, almost hesitant. the words formed awkwardly.

she had to hand it to him: he was doing so well for a foreigner.

sunmi paused. “i--” she did. she did know wonho. which meant that he knew that they were werewolves. she mentally shrugged. might as well tell him if he already knew. (wonho was shit at keeping it a secret, she swore to god.)

it took her a second to catch on to what he said. “nice ass?” she crossed her arms. her tone was possessive (because she was incredibly possessive) and she looked far from amused. she exhaled, putting a reign on her jealousy because there was no way that wonho did anything with the human boy that was on the verge of death. “nearly killed you how?” regardless, she shook her head. wonho was always doing something reckless, it seemed. if it was not one thing, it was the other.

her nose twitched, hearing him clearly despite his hushed tone. she pressed her lips together, giving him a look. no one else was paying attention to their conversation. so she slowly nods. “beta,” she replies calmly. although she doesn’t expect a human to know much about what that meant. “you were basically bleeding out, weren’t you? sorry. wonho is a bit.....empty headed sometimes.”

[mnxsunmi]

jealousy is ugly ;

[mnxsunmi]

mnxwonho:

       maybe at some point, sunmi will recant her ‘not allowed to be naked in bed’ rule, but for the time being, he was willing to negotiate. boxers were fine, so with that in mind, he pulled off his tank top and undid his pants before getting into the bed. 

      personally, he preferred his own bed, but sunmi’s was actually softer. wonho grew up sleeping in the grass and in caves, so even his bed reflected that. it was shitty and hard to lay on for most, but he liked it and sunmi did still sleep in his room more often than not, so maybe she didn’t mind either. maybe they could afford getting one of those beds with different sides so both of them would be fine? he saw those on tv, but they looked expensive. 

     that thought wasn’t important just yet, so he focused on her and raised a brow as she mentioned ‘all that’. he was quite proud of all that. he didn’t say that because that could also lead to another argument. see, he was learning - slowly, but still learning all the same. it just took time.

      wonho got into the bed and made himself comfortable before setting his arm against the pillows as an open invitation for sunmi to curl into his side as she usually did. he offered her a crooked smile as he usually had one his face, “’mere.”

       they’d worry about all the details tomorrow. for now, he couldn’t mind a nice sleep. 

she smiled at him, scooting over to him before he could even cutely as for her to come closer. she settled herself against him, as she’s done hundreds of nights before this. sunmi felt comfortable this way, despite the hard bed. honestly, it was nice for her back. she’s never felt uncomfortable enough to not sleep.

then again, sunmi could sleep just about anywhere.

she pressed a kiss to his chest, snuggling against him and his warmth. this feeling was unrivalled: sleeping next to the one you loved. of course their “get together” story wouldn’t be the best (it’s actually quite laughable) so maybe they would hold off on telling anyone about how they got together.

lucky had a big ass mouth though so she figured navi and trix will find out from him anyways.

regardless, she smiled, kissing her boyfriend’s jaw before settling finally for sleep. it was almost interesting how things didn’t really change. but she felt so different. “wonho?” she mumbled quietly, eyes closed. she shifted herself closer to his chest to listen to his heart. “why did you wait so long to say anything?”

[mnxsunmi]

jealousy is ugly ;

[mnxsunmi]

mnxwonho:

      wonho had thought about this many times, but that was all it was - thoughts. he was so certain it was better that way, but now that he had her in his arms, he wasn’t willing to let her go now. she was stuck with him and to him, that meant a lot.

        just ten minutes ago, he was lying outside of lucky’s room, fast asleep after waiting for her to leave. he wanted to talk to her, to understand why she went to him, but he seemed to get that he was just there and convenient. he knew how she felt about him now, so he didn’t feel like he needed to cause some accident for lucky (not that he actually would, but he thought of at least a hundred).

        he accepted the next kiss willingly and watched her as she walked around him. he caught her kiss with a smile and followed after her to the bed, but he frowned. “i hate clothes,” he muttered, but he guessed he was just going to have to deal with it. at least the boxers. he can’t sleep in a shirt.

it was almost surreal to actually sleep besides wonho with a new title between them. at the same time, she felt at ease. she crawls to what she claims to be “her side” (because she likes laying on him in the position when they slept) of the bed and slips under the blankets. she rolls her eyes at wonho, shooting him a look.

“i know you do,” she commented. “but the last thing i need is for me to come to bed and find out that you’re naked.” she blushes at the thought immediately. although it does occur to her that eventually they would actually have sex (it was practically inevitable. especially if they were both in heats), she doesn’t expect it to happen so soon. come to think of it, she’s not sure how long she’d wait for wonho. in a way, she’s already waited a few years ...and he’s waited six.

she points to him. “don’t think i forgot the first time i slept in this bed only to be greeted by,” she gestured towards his body, “all that.” she was still getting used to the pack at the time and she was plagued with nightmares still. she had asked to sleep in his room for comfort and she was so surprised to find wonho butt ass naked under the sheets that she screamed and flung herself out of the bed.

it was eventful to say the least.

the upside to the experience was that she’s more shameless, at least with wonho. she learned that he wasn’t bothered by nakedness and in return, she didn’t weird about being partially naked in front of him. (read: partially). wholly, however, was still something she put a halt on. “boxers are fine,” she tells him.

sunmi stretches and curls up in the bed to wait for him. she knows all he’s going to do is strip away the layers of clothing he was wearing currently. it was almost regular routine for them. she smiled, propping her chin in her hand. “c’mon, dumb dumb. i’m tired.”

[mnxsunmi]

you didn’t see anything ;

she was in the deeper parts of the park, where the woods get a little more dense. it’s off the trail so no one should be out here: especially not in the middle of winter. although it hasn’t snowed recently, it was still in the low ( a straight 0 celsius and usually lower). sunmi was thankful for the nippy weather, mostly because it eased her to know that no one would catch her mid-transformation (or while she was naked).

she huffs, her breath rising in a puffy mist. she scans the area. her sense tell her that no one is near enough to worry her. it feels safe enough so she transforms back to her human form. despite being raised by humans and thus living most of her life in her human form, it felt weird to not be in her wolf form even for a little bit. so she made this a habit. at least once a weekend if she could manage. it felt freeing.

sunmi shivered a bit, reaching for the hidden plastic bag of clothes had stowed away. she was thankful for the extra warmth she just naturally radiated or else she’s sure she would have froze the minute she switched back. she hurriedly puts on her underwear, feeling the cold slowly ebb away at her natural warmth.

then she notices it. someone was close. she hadn’t been paying attention but she could hear their footsteps and smell them. she freezes momentarily, trying to gauge how close they were. she fumbles to put the rest of her clothes on in panic, knowing for sure that she wouldn’t have any decent explanation for this.

@mnkevin

[mnxsunmi]

jealousy is ugly ;

[mnxsunmi]

mnxwonho:

    naturally, as she hooked her arms around his neck, his arms went around her waist. he eyed her with interest as she spoke, grinning a bit when she said his jealousy was hot. she hadn’t seen how jealous he could actually become, but he decided not to fixate on that since this was going rather well, despite what had happened hours earlier and how pissed she was. once again, wonho wasn’t going to comment on it because would only cause sunmi to get pissed.

      at the sudden yelling, wonho glanced over his shoulder and had his usual shit-eating grin on his face as lucky was the one being yelled at. he got way too much amusement from others yelling at the omega. 

      he turned towards her once again and smiled. he wasn’t going to let his past get the better of him, not when things were going this well. years of watching and wondering was worth it in the end if it managed to turn out this well. he could accept sunmi as his mate as long as she understood there was no going back. the difference between him and his father was he was an alpha. he wouldn’t lose sunmi to another.

        “if ya insist,” wonho muttered as he pulled sunmi into him, his lips meeting her’s. it was about time they kissed, he thought. or possibly, that was his own wishing, but it didn’t matter. it was happening now and that was what counted.

she loves the proximity. at least now she can openly admit to it.

she loved being in his arms, being by his side, nuzzling against him. of course it’s the natural intuition to be affectionate coupled by the fact that he’s her alpha but it’s also so much more than that. it had been that way for a while. she can’t recall when exactly she started feeling so strongly for wonho but she knows it was this exact same feeling that suddenly creeped up on her:

she wanted to be his arms. it felt like home.

her eyes close when their lips meet. her stomach flutters and she pulls him closer just a bit. sunmi hadn’t counted on being this intoxicated by his presence so quickly but she can’t get over the knowledge that he was hers. hers and hers only. she smiled when she pulled away. call her possessive (which wouldn’t be inaccurate) but she felt smug knowing that he wouldn’t come home smelling like someone else. it would always be her scent lingering on him. it was a great feeling.

she cupped his face for another hungry kiss, giggling against his lips. “let’s go to sleep,” she offers, reaching blindly behind her to pull her bedroom door closed. she wasn’t counting on sleeping with wonho tonight (as punishment) but how could she not fall asleep next to her mate?

her mate.

she stole another kiss, tugging him with her as she walked backwards towards his room. “you still have to wear something while we sleep though,” she warns seriously. “no surprises.”

[mnxsunmi]

jealousy is ugly ;

[mnxsunmi]

mnxwonho:

    whether he was nice to her or not, didn’t matter. he hated her and she wasn’t good enough for sunmi. it had nothing to do with her being a vampire either, but she was annoying and wonho wasn’t a fan. maybe it had to do with the fact it was someone else with sunmi. he wouldn’t admit it.

     of course sunmi had to mention kealousy. he frowned instantly, thinking about it, but he refused to comment on it. she also had to comment on the aggression. it was frustrating not being able to easily get the words out. it had been ten years since he left busan. some words were getting easier, but it still wasn’t easy to get it all out. he hated being corrected, but people were trying to help.

      wonho reached up to scratched the back of his head, frowning as he looked at her. it was still… confusing for him. he was worried that she’d decide someone else was better. if another alpha or someone else not even a werewolf came along, but sunmi wasn’t like that. he thought better of her. 

      “do ya know wat this means, sunmi?” wonho questioned, looking at her. “if ya mine, ya are mine. imma alpha. i’ll be more … aggre… angry around others. to me, it is like territory. i can’t ‘elp it. are ya sure about that?”

she rolled her eyes. she was completely aware of the implications. although she was still learning about werewolves (among other things) she did understand how territorial alphas were. with their pack, their territory and especially their mates. being wonho’s did mean, in a way, that she was his and his only. the understanding of it all was a bit weird (in sunmi’s eyes, after being raised by humans) but it was also a bit endearing.

she smiled, tip-toeing to loop her arms around wonho’s neck. she brushed her nose against his, dropping her voice to  whisper. “it’s okay. i think your jealousy,” she said, putting emphasis on the ‘jealousy’, “is kind of hot.” she tips her lips forward, brushing against his softly -- it’s only a teasing peck as if she were testing waters. “so i don’t have a problem with that, actually.”

sunmi was just about ready to pull away (or kiss him fully) when lucky groaned. he was shielded mostly by the darkness of the motel but sunmi caught his figure immediately. she tossed him a glare, daring him to say something. “go to your room, lucky!” she yelled, dropping back down to her standing height in annoyance. “you did enough! go!” she pointed to his door as a final dismissal. the last thing she needed was for any further input.

the smaller beta looked back to him. she smiled slyly, hands clasped behind her back. she shifted her weight on her legs. she was a bit nervous -- she’s never really asked someone out before. or even made it obvious that she wanted them to date. she licked her lips. “so....are ya going to kiss me or what?”

[mnxsunmi]

so what happened was ... ;

[mnxsunmi]

kihyunxmn:

in the seven years since his turning there’d been far and few between chances for Kihyun to hunt alone; not that Bora deemed him entirely incapable, more so that the young vampire hadn’t quite mastered the art of seduction just yet… sure, girls would definitely become caught in his piercing gaze, entranced for moments, enough to draw them to a quieter alleyway outdoors, away from prying eyes, however those pivotal moment following where he could be sticking it to his prey’s neck and Kihyun’s fixating gaze breaks under the drunken will of the females he’d selected.  maybe it was the alcohol dulling their sense of infatuation for that of intoxicated stupor, in fact even if that wasn’t the reason for the sudden disinterest it still pissed him off beyond belief; Kihyun wasn’t arrogant when it came to his looks, however he knew from teachings that vampires had a sort of ethereal appearance, so naturally he took it as a blow to his pride.  this evening would prove to be just as described, a pretty young (artificial) blonde, deep into the drunken hours of the morning and more than willing to play into his advances, a few flirtatious and careless whispers in her ear, intimate touching in the midst of the crowds and she’s falling for his charms. however upon leaving the club such a short time later and she’s already drifting out in front of him, his eyes roll but with his hands slipping into his front pockets, Kihyun follows her along, his stride eventually bringing him to catch up as with a playful smirk, he presses the (whatever her name was) girl to the wall, instantly capturing her lips into a deep kiss– but then no. someone, somewhere, shouts and with the instantaneous retraction of his fangs, Kihyun’s gaze snaps to the approaching female as his meal; snickering and slumping against the wall, is clearly slipping away from interest. “Excuse me? Who the fuck do you think you are? I was–we were just having a fumble that’s all… not that it’s any of your business….” 

her eyes linger on the girl; drunk, stupidly giddy and just plain gone. it seemed like too easy of a target, almost like being drunk made it easier for them to get them where they wanted. do vampires get drunk if the blood alcohol content of a human is high? sunmi wasn’t sure but it seemed like a cheap way to get fed and drunk.

she kept her distance for the most part, arms crossing in clear disapproval. she sniffed, scrunching her nose in distaste. vampires smelled awful. even from this distance, sunmi didn’t really like the new smell and she couldn’t imagine tolerating it enough for any type of intimacy -- unless, of course, you grew used to it.

“a fumble? that’s your best excuse?” sunmi asked. she was clearly unimpressed with the display before it. it suddenly occurs to her that she’s not sure if the individual in front of her actually knows what species she is or not. she licks her lips with interest, taking another step closer.

“i think dracula would be ashamed to know that it takes preying on a drunk girl for this,” she notes, gesturing to the girl who seemed too out of it to really understand what they were saying. sunmi was almost sure that with another drink, the girl could have passed out. sunmi turns her questioning gaze onto the other. “i want to ask: is nosferatu an accurate representation of you guys or do you all just creepily stalk in the shadows by choice?”

[mnxsunmi]

stop talking ;

[mnxsunmi]

mnten:

he could have sworn that he’s see her before somewhere but memory escapes him and he can’t quite place where it was. all he knows is that she’s the girl in front of him in line waiting to place her order; not even a name can come to ten’s mind despite him dredging every corner of his memory looking for one.

not a vampire, he can tell that. even the older ones sometimes were a bit off in the sunlight, and it’s very clearly daytime right now. he’s not even sure that she’s not human, but ten runs in so many circles that he can’t rule anything out.

“excuse me,” he’s nothing if he’s not bold, and he doesn’t mind asking her flat out if he’s just an idiot or if she really does know him from somewhere. “we’ve met before, haven’t we? you seem really familiar but.. i just.. can’t remember..” he frowns as he trails off, and doesn’t mind his own lack of completion. speaking in a language he’s still not completely comfortable in gave him the right to do that, in his own opinion at least.

ten furrows his brow, still trying to place where he knows the young woman. “what’s your name?”

the smell of freshly brewed coffee, microwaved banana nut loafs and the like always seemed to overwhelm her just a bit. at least she wasn’t smelling every person in the cafe but it was hard to focus on anything, really. she sniffed, rubbing her nose softly. she was going to sprout a headache from this, honestly, but she needed the coffee.

she turned around to look at the male behind her. she furrows her brows momentarily, forcing herself to focus on him solely. his scent is familiar. his blood, she remembers almost instantly. it was on wonho one night when she got home late. navi threw a fit (that much she remembered) but she never took note of the human at the time.

her eyes drop to his neck, looking for a bruise or something but of course there was nothing there now. it had happened months ago (she thought), definitely before the new year. she lifts her eyes to his, smiling softly. 

“uhm, i believe so?” she tries. maybe he didn’t remember her from that day. maybe he doesn’t know they’re wolves (which she doubted, because wonho didn’t do a good job of hiding that all the time). “my name is lee sunmi. i go to school near here. accounting major! you?”

if she played it safe, she wouldn’t have to talk about the part about being a werewolf. she takes note that there’s now only two people in front of her. the conversation won’t last long (she hopes) before she has to get her coffee and run. she offered the other a smile, intent on playing innocent until then.