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It was weird for the owner of Heavenās Gate to send him tohelp out another club. A friend of her who worked there had something urgentand needed someone to cover his ass. When he got there, one of the bartenderstold him to go ahead and take the door. Just make sure no one messes with thetalent they said. Thatās what a bouncer does, of course thatās his job.
Heād gotten weird vibes from a couple of people already butdidnāt really know what the composition of the club was. They might have justbeen a couple of Weres coming to work a knot out, and they get a few of thoseat Heavenās Gate so he didnāt feel the need to do anything yet. Open hostility.Touching the talent. Already super drunk people. Those are the things to watchfor tonight. Itāll be boring though.
He heaved a sigh just as a gentle voice comes from behindhim. He turns and is a bit surprised that heās supposed to be training thisperson. He doesnāt even work here regularly. He behind her to see a man behindher who looks really official. Heās probably the owner of the club. He answersher as straightforward as he possibly could.
āAh yeah. My boss over at Heavenās Gate sent me to fill in.Said a guy of yours had something important to do or somethin.ā
He scratches his chin absentmindedly as he continues.
āYou a new bouncer here? I can show you what I know, but Iwork at a Fae club so some of it might be a bit moot for you. Either way itāseasier to bounce for a club with more people.ā
Still, Yeeun couldnāt quite get her head wrapped around the situation at hand. She was supposed to be learning a thing or two from a bouncer, but she didnāt understand what for. Did her Sire actually want her to become a bouncer once sheād grown a bit stronger? Or was she supposed to be picking up on the ways that they would deal with people? It would be crazy if Yeeun was expected to end up on the door some nights.Ā
Little Yeeun hadnāt been at the club for too long, but after four or five months of living the nightlife, she had come to be able to recognise the majority of bouncers on the doors. The guy waiting for her, however, was not one of those bouncers. With big chocolate-coloured eyes, she looked up at the man, head tilting to the side as he spoke.
ā...āMootā?ā she questioned, a bubbly laugh spilling out past her lips just a mere moment after.Ā āOh, youāre not an employee here? How on Earth did you end up getting caught up in this?āĀ
The bright smile on the girlās face faded slightly as she glanced over her shoulder, glad to find that her Sire had slunk off back inside.
āI mean, um... Yeah, Iām supposed to learn about being a bouncer...ā
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obsgyu:
Mingyu sat hunched over on the other couch, with the bigger couch missing a seat āhe was going to āprocessā that and Yeeunās clothes later- his head heavy with thoughts and concerns, he needed to know just what exactly had happened. If Yeeun was a victim, this was a straight up case of a Vampire preying on innocent humans. Said Vampire had made a bad, bad mistake by going for Yeeun. Her soft voice has his him stopping in his glaring at the floor and he looks up, so glad she was in clothes, his clothes that she was somewhat drowned in but clothes nevertheless.
āHey-oh um. hot chocolate? No Iām sorry I donāt have stuff like that hereālisten Yeeun I would have no worries taking you out for some butā¦please sitā he gestures, wanting to seem absolutely open-minded and easy to talk to āI need to knowā¦how all this happened. If not tonight, letās keep it for tomorrow. I can stay over with you this essentially a um hideout of sorts. Very basic placeā Not like his temporary home wasnāt basic but at least he had all things he liked over there, including one amazing jar of hot chocolate powder. āI canāt take you into the city because it might be overwhelming for you. All sorts of human scents and what not. Ā But..I wonāt argue if you truly desire to head into the city. I Want to instantly start on finding your attacker so some information on him would be truly hepful. Again, you donāt have to tell me anything right now. Youāve been through alot as it isā fingers knotted together over his knees he pauses, concern clear in his eyes..
Mingyuās silhouette quickly caught Yeeunās attention, his troubled expression only noticeable after a few seconds of inspection. Guilt started to wash over the girl as she stood in the doorway -- she was only bringing Mingyu closer to the dangers that the guild had to face every day, when she should have been pushing him away, keeping him safe. Though, Yeeun couldnāt help but want to be selfish. To have someone with her on this terrifying journey, to comfort her when things turn sour. The hunter was the only connection to her past life, but she was a vampire.Ā
Yeeun chose to break the silence.
What followed was a show of how much the other had been thinking while Yeeun had been sorting herself out. She sat down, one seat over from where she had been before, nodding every now and then as the other spoke. At first she had little intention to tell him of her recent history, but the small assumptions that Mingyu made couldnāt be left without explanation.Ā āAh, Mingyu-oppa... Itās...ā A deep breath interjected between them, her gaze averting from the man while fingers tugged at the hem of her -- his -- shirt.Ā āNo one attacked me today... It was... me. I attacked someone today. And-- I donāt have any control over it and I think that-- I think that I killed someone again...ā As she spoke, her voice became more and more wobbly, her fingers curling in towards her palms, nails digging into her skin. Yeeun cast her gaze downwards, unsure where to really start or stop.Ā āMy Sire turned me in February, so... I live with him now, I suppose... But I think Iāll be safe controlling myself in the city now that Iāve-- Iāve had blood.āĀ
The young vampire fidgeted in her seat, wishing that Mingyu wouldnāt suddenly turn on her after finding out what sheād done.
āDo you still trust me?ā
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Yonggeumās subtle smirk softened at Yeeunās request, especially with the surprisingĀ āpleaseā that started it. Supplied with her name now, Yonggeum was quick to offer his own in return.Ā āJustĀ āYongā is fine,ā he replied softly. He gave a nod in order to encourage her to get into the car, keeping an eye on her as she managed to get in a little shakily and without having anything pop out of the notably revealing ensemble she was wearing.
He shut the door for her once she was in and circled around the back of the vehicle. He paused to pop the trunk and retrieve something before opening the driver side door. He slipped into his seat, soft camel colored fabric tucked under his arm. So far, Yeeun didnāt seem like other vampires heād met. He didnāt know many but the ones he had been acquainted with seemedā¦crass. There was a bluntness or hardness to certain people who had lived a long time and experienced a lot of things.
This was especially true, at least, in his experience, with female vampires. Some seemingly babyfaced and doe-eyed at first, there was no hiding that sense of innocence lost, not for long anyway. Yeeun was dressed as sexily as would be decent for public eyes but she didnāt conduct herself the way he would expect her to. She seemed young, like her human mannerisms were still quite intact. It made him wonder how old she actually was, how long itād been since her death and rebirth. And what he wondered the most was, if this lifestyle change had been made with her consent.
He glanced in her direction when she asked if he knew her sire well, amber eyes lingering on pale, barely concealed legs.Ā āThat was my first time meeting him,ā he said softly, before extending the lap blanket to her. He did, quite frequently, have female occupants in his care and it wasnāt uncommon that they became chilly or more commonly, were wearing something short and required a cover to maintain their modesty. He was hoping at least, Yeeun wouldnāt believe him stupid enough to provide a vampire with a blanket to keep warm.
āSo, how old are you, Yeeun-ssi?ā Yong asked once sheād taken the blanket and he was free to put on his seatbelt and start the car. The location heād been given was across town so theyād have a while to spend in the car together.
Yeeunās stomach dropped for a split second, realising that her expression couldāve come across as ruder than she had meant, all too aware of the power that her Sire had over her. The escort would no doubt relay everything to Dead Night, and Yeeun did notĀ want to get into any unnecessary trouble. Yet softly spoken words spilled from the manās lips, comforting the young vampire as she slipped into the vehicle, dainty hands reaching to tug at the hem of her dress.Ā
āJust... Yong?ā she aimed to confirm, finding it almost intimate already.Ā āYong-ssi?ā Yeeun looked up at the man, slowing lifting a hand to rest across her partially exposed chest, her head ducking in embarrassment. Face crumpling up in a cringe, she waited for the other to return to his own side, bowing her head slightly in thanks for shutting the door for her. Never had her Sire introduced her to someone with such gentlemanly manners. Little did she know the extent that Yong would shortly go to to protect her modesty...
An unfamiliar gaze was felt on her legs once they were both seated in the car.Ā āYouāve never met him before...? He usually only works with people he knows...ā Yeeun trailed off, only to be greeted with the otherās offering.Ā āOh, thank you, Yong-ssi,ā she murmured with a small smile, embarrassment still lingering on her face as she covered her thighs, spreading the blanket out across her lap evenly. Yeeun didnāt know whether it would be more embarrassing if Yonggeum had verbally pointed out that she was so scantily clad or not, but the fact that he didnāt meant that her outfit was more than enough to draw unwanted attention.Ā
āHow old? Iām 18,ā Yeeun replied almost immediately, her vampire age not coming to mind for even a moment, her head still focusing on human attributes. Yonggeum had an aura to him that seemed to bring out Yeeunās normal personality. She felt safe in the small, enclosed space that they were in, with soft fabric covering her lap and a robust body to her side.Ā āI turned 18 in February and-- Oh...ā Ah. Yeah, there was the realisation. Her gaze cast downwards, fingers entwining with each other as silence suddenly filled in the gaps between them.Ā
It was a minute or two of nothing but the car engine and dark buildings passing the pair by outside, and Yeeunās voice was nowhere near as enthusiastic when she spoke again, this time a lot softer.Ā āI was turned at the end of that month, so... Here I am now.ā A forced smile spread her lips apart, brown eyes finally meeting amber. There was a pause, a glint of brightness making its way back onto her features. āHow long have you been doing this job for? Are you just a bodyguard?āĀ
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Aspect Ratio was a unique gallery with unique hours. It opened early and seemed to go until the earliest hours of the morning. The soft lighting bounced off the walls, illuminating passages with prints, paintings, and sculptures. The nights of exhibits and additional promotion brought more people in, especially for complimentary champagne as they browsed the work.
Hakyeon hadnāt been on the floor since earlier that evening, right after sundown when he was grumpy and half dead. He had auctions to arrange, procurement in process, and trying to convince his poor accountants to not quit again. No matter how the sounds of the people milling around behind his office door were so very tempting (and he was close to getting hungry with the hundred heart beats he heard outside.) He had managed to finish his work before walking into his gallery, close to the end of the night as most humans were being called for bed or excitement.
Straightening the lapels on his suit jacket, Hakyeon strolled through the hallways of the gallery. He was happiest among the art, looking at the paintings of bold lines of color. He purposely chose bold art for this exhibition ā things that would be a punch in the gut to look at. Sometimes, gazing at the art was the only way he felt anything besides a soft overlay of apathy. He turned the corner into one of the bigger showing rooms, paintings on stationary walls and photography on rolling walls. There was a little jolt of surprise at seeing someone still here, sitting on one of the benches in front of a wall of some of the darker subject paintings.
Heād been around far too long to not know a vampire when he saw one. She seemed young, looked young. His curiosity and that whispering push to meddle made him walk closer, patent leather shoes clicking against the stone floor. He took a seat on the bench, crossing his legs and didnāt look at her just yet.
āAre you enjoying the work?ā Hakyeon asked, glancing at the girl out the side of his gaze, āItās striking, isnāt it?ā
Yeeun often found herself caught up in her own emotions, constantly reminded of her past life as a normal human being. She was on the road to becoming a successful adult -- she knew it -- and had endless support from both friends and family. Yeeun was educated. Yeeun was ambitious.Ā
But Yeeun was no longer human.Ā
Daily reminders from her Sire did not help the situation. Dead Night, as she had subconsciously started calling him sometimes, often made a point to bring that fact to attention.Ā āYouāre supposed to be a vampire. Right now youāre fucking useless,ā he would say, despite not giving the helpless girl enough significant guidance. Of course, it was impossible for Yeeun to voice her worries to anyone. No one normalĀ would understand, and all the vampires in her Sireās club had their heads up the Sireās ass--
Ugh.
Sometimes getting away from everything was necessary. Running away from her problems wasnāt Yeeunās favourite way to deal with things, but clearing the air-- clearing her thoughts at times like this was the most important. She had found her way to a late-night exhibition by a local artist, not that she knew anything about art other than a few strokes of paint across canvas. The colour palette seemed as bleak as her current life, occasionally splattered with reds, as if with urgency. The heavy shade of black mimicked the darkness that had engulfed Yeeun since her turning.Ā
Even with her enhanced senses, Yeeun didnāt notice the presence of someone sneaking up on her. -- Not until that person sat down on the bench next to her, suit trousers and fancy leather shoes caught in the corner of Yeeunās eye. She wouldāve jumped, but her head instead snapped towards the manās direction.Ā
āI suppose so... Thought somewhere like this would clear my head, but...ā she sighed. Why was she even still here?Ā āIt all looks like pain to me. Isnāt it sad?āĀ
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obsgyu:
āOh stop with the flatteryā he half-heartedly jokes with a weak smirk on his face. Crazy? Perhaps try insane. Perhaps he just didnāt know of other hunters who may have helped out supernaturals in similar ways. He hoped he wasnt the first one. He retreats to the living area, grimacing at the stains of blood on a particular seat he pulls it out and hurries off to the sink to do what damage control he could. The slightest scent of blood was known to have a āmagneticā effect upon several creatures.
Hearing her call him out he quickly jobs around the corner only to skid to a stop and abruptly looks away. Right, she was only in a towel. ā uh yeah hi. I definitely am buying you clothesāmore clothes I meanā he huffs, staring down at the ground which was suddenly very interesting. It wasnāt his fault he had never gotten in a position where he was faced with a girl in a towel back at DSEM and itās not like he ever had a girlfriend who got him used to such..situations. āOh, snap, I should bring you something to wear here. wait ā he held up a finger and without a glance darts back off to the stair case and up to his temporary room in this temporary hideout. He grabs a shirt and trousers that were the tightest to him and runs back down, this time the clothes held up to block his view already as he walks to the bathroom door ā Sorry. here. I hope this is okay to spend the night in. By tomorrow youāll have more. Also, Iāll need those bloodied clothes of yours, donāt touch them though, Iāll grab them when you exit.ā he lingers, eyes everywhere else ā Anything else?ā
āBut you look like you enjoy it,ā Yeeun joked back, a brief yet bright smile on her face for the first time since their reunion, all thoughts about their situation absent from her mind for a short moment. Her previous words were true, in her opinion, that Mingyu was a brave man. Not unabashedly careless like her Sire, but seriously brave to put himself in danger for the sake of others. It was admirable. And Yeeun couldnāt have been more thankful to have someone by her side to listen and look after her.
As water rained down over her cold skin, Yeeun tried her best to focus on her senses. āHow can I feel someoneās presence?ā she whispered to herself, holding her breath as if it would help her. She felt nothing. Closing her eyes to focus on sound, nothing other than the constant fall of water made itself apparent either. Unsurprisingly, Mingyu probably wouldāve been the best out of the two of them to sense any potential danger.
It wasnāt until she was standing in the doorway, waiting for the other, that she really realised her situation. She was naked -- the towel didnāt really count -- in a manās house, with no easy escape, no spare clothes. Yeeun felt what little blood she had left in her rush to her cheeks, despite it not being visible. āUm, okay...ā she mumbled, shuffling back in towards the bathroom as awkwardness filled the air. Neither of the pair could hold eye contact.
Waiting patiently, Yeeun pulled the towel tighter around her. It wasnāt that she didnāt trust Mingyu, but that the situation was entirely new to her. āThank you,ā she murmured with a bow of her head once the other had returned with fresh clothes, casting a quick glance up at him to take the articles of clothing. He looked about as embarrassed as Yeeun felt. āNo, itās okay. Iāll get changed now.ā Closing the door on the man before he could get a word in, Yeeun quickly dried herself off and slipped the clothes on, only leaving once she felt calm enough.
Yeeun slipped out the door, edging back towards the living room, her hair still damp and occasionally dripping onto the floor. Sheād changed her mind. -- For once she craved something other than the taste of blood on her lips.
āMingyu-oppa...? Do you have anything to make hot chocolate with...?ā
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Yonggeum followed close behind the bouncer although he wasnāt hard to lose with such a broad frame. Every aspect of the club atmosphere annoyed him to the point where he was agitated before heād even crossed the threshold. The music was too loud, the air was too hot and moist from all the gyrating bodies, the smell too sickly sweet and bitter from mingled perfumes, colognes and bad breath.
He firmly clamped his jaw shut and continued up the metal staircase, barely suppressing the urge to roll his eyes once he spied the red velvet curtain that was pulled aside for him. Of course, it would be red velvet. The Dragonblood narrowed his eyes at the notorious Dead Night, doing his best notĀ to look at his female companion, even if his gaze naturally wouldāve preferred to move in her direction. He didnāt bother trying to answer when the man asked who he was. He could be baited, but not that easily.
He was tested again almost immediately and Yonggeum nearly failed this time, eye twitching as the Sire treated the girl next to him in such a demeaning manner. What he found so distracting was not how Dead Night acted, but how the young vampire responded. Yonggeum allowed himself to observe her now that it was confirmed she was the one heād be accompanying that evening. Undeniably beautiful, Yong could see why sheād been chosen by the vampire, but there was an obvious vulnerability to her, a modesty that she couldnāt hide no matter how sexily she dressed. It made him wonder, and fear, how unwilling she mightāve been when her new life began.
Yong gave his attention back to Dead Night, the subtlest of nods signifying that he understood what was required of him. Golden eyes slipped back to Yeeun now that she was at his side. He didnāt answer her except to pull back the curtain so that she could pass through and he followed closely.
Once theyād emerged into the cool night air, Yonggeum took a deep breath and tried to calm the agitation that was fraying the edge of his nerves. He continued walking away from the club, leaving Yeeun to follow him since there wasnāt any way for her to know how their journey would commence from this spot. He listened closely to the click of her heels, adjusting his stride so that he wasnāt making it too hard for her to follow.
There was only one car parked on the side of the road, a sleek black sedan that very much looked like the vehicle someone important would use to travel in discreetly and securely. Yonggeum stopped at the passenger door, holding it open for the young vampire. Now that they were away from the deafeningĀ music, Yonggeum loosened up a bit, doing his best to lighten the mood a bit although, it definitely was not one of his strong suits.
āDo you have a name or should I call youĀ āLittle Thingā too?ā he asked drolly, the slightest of smirks pinching the corner of his lips.
Even Yeeun noticed the baiting tone in her Sireās voice, after being exposed to it plenty of times during her visits to his office. It was almost like his favourite way of greeting others -- to make them slip, to cut them off before they even started, to pointlessly provoke those he made deals with. It appeared that Yonggeum didnāt want to play the Sireās games, or perhaps he knew the Sire already? It would be out of place for Yeeun to ask in such an environment. For all the young girl knew, her escort could be similar to the horrible excuse of a man that turned her.
In Dead Nightās eyes, there was no further testing of Yonggeumās character after trying to trick him to being cut off. It was just a little bit of power-play. -- Was the most fun on those who were already scared. The way Sire introduced Yeeun was no different to how he would introduce her to anyone; vampire, beast-bloods, or even hunters. Yet there was a sudden tension in the air, it inviting the Sire to step back over and run his index finger along under Yeeunās jaw, tilting her chin up towards him.Ā āIāll give you a reward if you do well, Yeeun-ah,ā he drawled, staring down into the girlās eyes.Ā
You better fucking behave yourself.Ā
Yeeun shuddered. Never had he addressed her in such a way before, and never had her name felt so dirty.Ā āYes, Sire,ā she agreed in a quiet tone, her glazed eyes glued to his until he pulled away. Air filled back into her lungs in a soft gasp, attention focusing back on the stranger in the room.
The sudden pull of the curtain made the girl jump, casting a small glance back towards her Sire before heading outside, cautiously leading the man she didnāt yet know the name of. The heart of the club was as hot and sweaty as ever, and it was a miracle that Yeeun didnāt feel any thirst in the presence of so many temptations. At least, it wouldāve been a miracle if one didnāt take into account that she had been half forced to feed earlier on that day. One drop of blood was all it had taken for the young vamp to be hooked.Ā
Tugging at the hem of her dress, Yeeun followed her escort across to his car, uncomfortable in the outfit that her Sire had put together for her. Stiletto heels were not a style nor height that Yeeun was used to, and the sudden change of the uneven concrete under her feet made walking far more difficult than it should have ever been. The dress that wrapped around her delicate frame wouldāve left any other species feeling the cold chill in the air, but the vampire blood running through Yeeun was content.
Away from her Sireās gaze, Yeeun became more like herself, a faint scowl making itself present on her face before her bottom lip juts out to soften the harsh frown.Ā āPlease donāt call me that,ā she requested, not forgetting her manners regardless. Reaching out for the support of the carās door, she paused, taking a moment to glance up at her escort.Ā āMy name is Yeeun. How am I supposed to address you?ā
As if waiting for permission, she waited for a response before taking her seat on the passenger side, fitting the drug package into her purse. The car was far nicer than other vehicles that she had been in, it sparking a thought that her escort was undoubtedly rich. Curious fingers were drawn to various buttons, but stopped short when she realised that the other was probably watching.
āUm... So... Do you know the Sire well?ā
āBe careful.ā
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Yeeun had been making efforts to not hurt those around her, including humans, whenever she was hungry. The hardest part of feeding was just holding back, to not let things get out of control, to not let the flowing waves of bloodlust sweep over her. She was trying, really.Ā
On top of being a danger to others herself, Yeeun was cast into a new world of death, drugs and other sorts of misdemeanour. It was not something that could be so easily escaped when she was tied to her Sire. She had been looked after for months now, using his money, sleeping under his roof, wearing clothes and eating food that he had bought her, and all for what? She was still no use. āA disgrace of a vampire.āĀ
Jeongguk could have been referring to either -- the need to keep others safe or, equally, the need to ensure her own safety. Still, Yeeunās response would be the same.
āIām trying, Jeongguk. You know I am.āĀ
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āBreakfast? What are we getting?ā Yeeun immediately lightened up at the prospect of an early morning start, sunrise still on the horizon when she would be waking up, cool air greeting her when she would be heading out, the feel of the morning sun on her skin and-- Oh.
The feeling of the morning sun on her skin.
A bittersweet smile spread across her lips. It wasnāt Taehyungās fault. Heād known her as a human, after all. All other species could easily go out for breakfast, but vampires were an anomaly. The sunās rays would burn their firm yet frail skin. It would turn Yeeun into a pile of ashes within minutes.
āMaybe breakfast isnāt on the table anymore...ā she trailed off, tucking stray hairs back behind her ear. āUnless weāre staying in? Maybe we could do dinner tonight...?ā Yeeun bargained, not wanting to refuse the idea altogether. āI love spending time with you. I hate how something as stupid as the sun prevents me from doing that.ā A sigh escaped slightly parted lips.
āBeing a vampire is stupid.ā