• ☽ — summary: Three friends, a dubious trip, but it was completely free.
• ☽ — pairing: Seokjin x Bianca;
• ☽ — genre: cute and vampire;
• ☽ — words: 1.3k
• ☽ — rating: free;
• ☽ — notes: I wrote this fanfiction for my best friend @from-red-string , who truly hates vampires, but love Seokjin so much, he is her ultimate bias, that made my vampire lover brain build this conflict. That's my second fic in english, hope you enjoy! Happy Seokjin week!!
"I still don't believe that you convinced us to make this trip" Bianca says to Larissa one more time, Miranda agrees but she was too busy trying to find a place to hide more garlic, Larissa looks at her friends and smiles.
"It was a reward, this..." She shows the expensive hotel room "Is totally free, it will be nice for us. Aren't you guys complaining about your creative block? So this is gonna be a good opportunity to change that, Transilvania has so many places to bring your creativity back..."
"If you are a horror fiction writer, but we are rom coms writers Lari. And this place seems haunted!" Bianca nods looking at the picture on the wall next to her bed. It was a Victorian one, she loved art but that painting just seems that boy was looking inside her soul, she got hypnotized for a while.
"It was a free trip, with all the service included." Bianca rolled her eyes, she was sure that if there was a free trip to North Korea, Larissa would be on the first plane! "And look at THIS" Larissa shakes a paper in "This hotel will have a winter dance, how fancy! Come on girls, you both love stuff like this" Miranda and Bianca stare at Larissa, like the answer was obvious.
"You forgot that we didn't bring clothes for this kind of event..." At the moment Miranda finishes what she was saying someone knocks on the door, the room maid enters the room with three beautiful dresses "Okay, this is not a horror story at all, you guys can complain all you want. I want the sparkle golden rose dress..." A second maid stepped into the room with tiaras, and Larissa was sure that she would collapse of happiness, if that was possible. Bianca didn't have a chance to blink before Miranda was dressing the blue one.
"Don't you guys think this is a little bit suspicious? All this, it's just too generous" Bianca looks at her friends, but they are making the robot dance, she already lost them. You know what they say, if you cannot beat them, join them! Bianca put on the green dress, and she was feeling like a true princess, that fabric was so soft! She pulls her hair up to see how it looks in the back, so her birthmark shows, seems like a waning moon, so Larissa remembers about the story they used to joke about when they were kids.
"Maybe it's you bridegroom Bianca, all this generous stuff you know" Larissa tries not to laugh, and Bianca chokes, she totally forgot that stupidity.
"Bridegroom?" Miranda was completely lost.
"On a friday 13th, I'm gonna say, the bride of Dracula, to this word will come, and save his lonely soul, and who she is, the waning moon will show" Larissa still remembers the song, the whole song, Bianca could punch her right now! "Bianca was born in 13 of april, on a friday, and have a waning moon mark behind her neck"
Miranda was incredulous, she opened her mouth over and over, without saying anything "But you, you HATE vampires! You even didn't watch Twilight when Larissa got those tickets for free!"
"That's my POINT!" Bianca almost screams "But anyway, it's just a silly story that Larissa insists to remember! Let's get some sleep, it doesn't matter how beautiful the dresses are, we need to look at okay ourselves to wear them"
Miranda nods, when Bianca looks for Larissa, she's already sleeping, in a way just her could sleep. They sleep for the entire afternoon, and Bianca has a weird dream.
She was in the same hotel, but not in 2020, the objects seem too old, it was less hotel and more castel, and looked like it was a few centuries ago. She walks through the halls, Bianca almost feels like she was trap in a maze, then she reaches a winter garden, it was so beautiful, in the center, there was a smeraldo flower, she knew cause Bianca used to dream with that flower every birthday of hers, it even showed up on the last romance she wrote, it was about a curse and that flower was part of it, but it was weird dream about that flower, cause it was not her birthday this time.
"That's because it is my birthday" The voice behind her says, answering her thoughts, Bianca freezes "You truly hate vampires?" The voice was so full of pain, that Bianca felt her heart break a little "I waited for you, for so long..." Bianca takes a little bit of courage and turns around, when she looks at the one who owner of that voice, her legs melt, it was the boy from the painting, but his eyes, they're so sad right now "After waiting for two millenniums, I still couldn't imagine there was a possibility for you to reject me, but as Namjoon used to say, that's the price of ego! See you at the dance, right?" Bianca just nods, and everything around her disappears.
When she wakes up, the girls are almost ready "Finally sleeping beauty, come on, we will do your makeup!" Larissa offers, Bianca was feeling so lost because of the dream that she doesn't think about it, just gets up, walks to that chair Miranda was offering. They make it so quick, like professionals, when Bianca looks at the mirror she sees herself stunning "I'm ready to write an entire story, a fairy tale, from the fairy godmother point of view!" Miranda says receiving a high five from Larissa.
The three of them looked stunning, and happy. That night was somehow magical, and when they got to the salon, everything seems like a true fairy tale, all the guests were there, then Bianca saw him, his eyes were full of delight this time, the esmeraldo flower on his suit pocket, her legs moves in his direction without consent, when her body is just a few centimeters from him, Bianca stops.
"What is your name?" He smiles at her, and a slow song starts to play. He offers his hand, Bianca takes it, because she needs answers, and she knows that he has them. But she didn't expect his hand to be so cold.
"You still hate vampires?" Bianca just nods "So I don't know if I should tell my name..."
"May I know why you were in my dream?" His eyebrow arches.
"Cause my face is gorgeous?" Bianca didn't even blink to his answer "Okay, that's gonna be more interesting than I thought, senhorita Bianca!" He takes a step back and bow to her "My name is Kim Seokjin, the heir prince, and It's a pleasure to meet you!"
"Heir prince, from Romania?" Seokjin laughs, even this was beautiful on him.
"No you babo, this is our winter house, my true kingdom is Joseon, but that's a longer story, lets just have another dance. Explain to me, why you hate vampires so much?"
"Why does it even bother you so much? Are you one?" Seokjin takes her hand again "And how do you know my name?"
"Like I say, that's my family house, I know everyone who comes here. About the first question, people often say that I look like one. Is that bothering you?" Without thinking straight, Bianca puts her hand on his face, it's cold or even more freezing than his hand.
"You can feel my pulse, the smell of my blood, how warm it is, and didn't kill me yet, that means, you're not one, and to be pretty doesn't mean you have to be one!" Seokjin's expression is frightening, so Bianca knows she has crossed many lines.
"You seem to know a lot about vampires for someone who hates them" Seokjin turns her body in a way her neck gets exposed, he truly could feel how warm her blood was, and the smells, it was almost singing for him since the moment she stepped in the castle, he kisses her neck in a dramatic manner, and turns Bianca around again "You have a little bit of prejudice, pre concepts, but we gonna have the eternity to solve this"
Bianca didn't know how to answer that, she was dizzy from his presence, her heart never beat so fast. For the first time she was feeling truly alive, and she needs to know why that boy makes her feel that way, explain her that connection.
