#╰ ♡ . 𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘂𝗲 › ❪ doyun ��� .

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`✦ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ incoming ; @sacriifice

as  soon  as  one  of  the  clocks  in  his  office  signals  yet  another  soul's  time  is  up,  doyun  gets  up  from  his  desk  and  puts  on  his  coat.  it’s  within  a  blink  of  an  eye  when  he  finds  himself  at  a  club.  pandemonium.  he’s  heard  of  it  but  never  really  visited  before.  he’s  a  busy  man.  “ reeks  of  them. ”  he  grimaces,  realizing  there’s  a  lot  of  vampires  in  this  place.  his  sworn  enemies  (  minus  his  younger brother  ).  walking  straight  to  where  the  mortal  is,  doyun  can  clearly  see  the  panic  in  their  eyes.  “ long  time  no  see.  i’m  afraid  your  time  is  up. ”  he  says  and  holds  his  hand  up  when  a  scroll  drops  in  it  out of nowhere and  he  lets  it  unfold.  when  the  human  falls  on  their  knees  and  begins  to  beg,  cry  even,  the  demon  rolls  his  eyes.  “ i’m  afraid  a  deal  is  a  deal,  darling.  i’m  taking  what  you’ve  promised  to  me–- ”  as  soon  as  he  says  that,  doyun’s  eyes  widen  a  bit  as  he  feels  a  great  presence  behind  him.  someone  similar  to  the  one  who  granted  him  his  powers  centuries  ago. 

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he  sits  comfortably,  a  newspaper  in  his  hands–-  a  huge  contrast  to  the  people  around  him  talking  on  their  phones  or  reading  the  news  online.  he  had  been  buying  newspapers  for  far  too  many  years  to  just  stop  now.  waiting  for  his  order  to  arrive,  a  delicious  looking  slice  of  strawberry  cake  and  some  fresh  espresso,  doyun  feels  a  weird  sensation  coursing  through  his  body.  his  senses  are  tingling,  something  familiar  yet  so  foreign  at  the  same  time.  the  man  takes  a  moment  to  look  around  the  place,  seeing  no  familiar  faces  yet  still  having  this  feeling  that  is  keeping  him  on  his  toes. / @sacriifice

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doyun  only  mirrors  her  seriousness  and  replies  quickly.  “  i  do  offer  soul  binding  contracts  and  humans  simply  cannot  resist  them.  why?  ”  will  his  assumptions  be  correct?  can  she  be  like  him?  what  if  he  finally  finds  someone  who  has  gone  through  a  thing  similar  to  him  and  has  the  answers  to  his  questions. / @sacriifice

her brow raises when he explains what he does. suan had never heard of another like her, how is it they are alike? " wait, you offer soul contracts? " suddenly, she turns serious, her playful manner gone. suan had never met the person responsible for how she became this way, or the person she served. she only had felt a presence that she knew is powerful.

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“  i  would  love  that,  really  …  ”  family  always  meant  a  lot  to  him.  despite  the  ups  and  downs  he  and  yungjun  have  gone  through,  he  always  made  sure  the  two  aren’t  too  far  from  each  other.  they  even  worked  together,  as  a  team,  sometimes.  so  visiting  the  grave  of  their  mother  would  mean  a  lot!  his  father’s  words  are  also  touching  and  doyun  offers  a  smile.  “  i  know.  ”  he  finally  looks  around  and  then  back  at  his  father.  “  so  this  is  yours?  ” / @sacriifice

sejo nods, " i'll take you to see her. " it would be so special to visit her with their sons by his side. he knew she would love that, all of them together. it isn't the happiest news to hear his youngest son is like him, but he is glad that yungjun is alive and with his brother. " a demon? " he had known of several who came to his club, but how his own son became one is a mystery. " we still have the same blood running through our veins, no matter what we have turned into. you're still my son, dohyun. "

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“ you  could  say  that–-  we’re  besties. ”  he  says,  amusement  laced  in  the  tonality  of  his  voice.  “ when  i  think  about  it,  i’m  a  lot  like  a  genie–-  i  hear  people’s  wishes,  desires  and  grant  them,  except  for  they  pay  for  it  after  a  certain  period  of  time  passes. ”  even  after  this  unexpected  date,  he’ll  be  out  there  collecting  souls whether the mortals are ready for it or not. / @sacriifice

" maybe it is what i'm trying to do. " she says with a little grin, it quickly dying as she watches him enjoy his sweet treat. suan gives a little sigh of annoyance, but finally he speaks up and tells some details of his story. it's not exactly what she thought, but when is anything as it seems. " the devil, huh? so what.. is he your best friend? "

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the  look  on  his  face  softens  at  the  mention  of  his  mother.  for  the  little  time  he  had  with  her,  he  loved  her  dearly  and  cherished  the  memories  that  still  lingered  in  the  corners  of  his  very  being.  “ i  want  to  visit  her  too. ”  once  he  knows  where  her  grave  is,  he  will  most  likely  stop  by  every  now  and  again  to  leave  flowers  and  talk  to  her.  “ yungjun  is  a  vampire–-  and  i’m  … ”  a  demon.  it  never  made  sense  why  he  was  different.  if  what  he  remembers  really  happened  or  it  was  some  kind  of  manipulation  but  then  again  …  he’s  the  living  proof  that  he  was  turned  into  a  demon.  he  couldn’t  fathom  how though, not even after so many years.  / @sacriifice

apart of him doesn't want to let go of his son, a fear that he wouldn't see him again if he did. slowly though, he releases his arms from doyun and looks over him again, how grown he is. " i know.. back then, i would have laughed if someone told me any of this world exists. " it makes no sense, none of it does. he doesn't think he will ever truly understand it all. " when i woke, and i went looking for you and your brother, i found your mothers body and.. i buried her. i visit her often. " although it was so long ago, she truly was the love of his life. " yungjun, is he.. "

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for  a  brief  moment,  doyun  feels  like  he’s  seven  again  and  his  father’s  arms  are  the  safest  place  on  earth.  only  if  they  could  go  back  to  the  olden  days–-  or  not.  it  was  dangerous  back  then,  the  worst  days  for  their  family.  “ a  vampire  found  you  and  turned  you. ”  he  repeats,  as  if  to  make  it  make  sense  but  it  doesn’t.  whatever  happened  to  him  also  doesn’t  make  much  sense  but  there  he  is,  a  living  proof  that  one  can  become  an  evil  undead  and  roam  the  world  for  decades. / @sacriifice

it pains him to hear that doyun vividly remembers that day. it wasn't something that can easily be forgotten, but it still saddens him to think of how his son held that image in his head. his arms tighten around doyun, holding his son for the first time in so long. " i wish i had an explanation.. " it was a mystery to him too. " after the attack that day, i truly thought i was dying.. when i blacked out, i thought that was it. to my surprise, i woke up in a abandoned house and felt.. different. i didn't understand it at the time, but i've come to learn that at that time, i was transitioning. apparently, a vampire found me and turned me. to this day, i don't know who.. or why. "

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“ careful  there–-  you’re  going  to  burn  holes  right  through  me. ”  he  says  with  a  stupid  grin,  seeing  how  impatient  she  is  to  hear  more.  why  rush  things  when  they  have  all  the  time  in  the  world?  savoring  every  single  bite  he  takes  of  the  cake,  doyun  is  finally  done  and  ready  to  explain  his  origin  to  her.  “ i  was  a  naughty  boy  and  the  devil  seemed  to  adore  that,  so  much  that  he  granted  me  immortality  in  exchange  for  my  soul.  that’s  what  you  wanted  to  ask,  right? ” 

suan nods her head in response. how is there another like her and how had they not met after all the centuries. " who gave you- " her question is cut off when he eyes the cake, the other mentioning the coffee that she had long forgot about now. is he serious? suan's arms cross over her chest as she leans back in her chair, watching him savor the cake. " go ahead, take your time.. " her eyes roll, reaching for her coffee. suan is more curious about him than interested in mundane things at the moment. / @stillm0nster

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“ you’re  a  demon,  aren’t  you?  i  can  feel  it.  i’ve  felt  it  once  before,  i  remember  this  sensation. ”  it  was  another  of  his  kind,  however  with  an  origin  different  from  his  own.  then  there’s  this  insane  pull  he  feels,  as  if  the  two  of  them  are  meant  to  be  together.  “ we’ll  get  to  the  bottom  of  this  sooner  or  later.  but  first–- ”  his  eyes  shift  towards  the  brilliant  piece  of  cake  on  the  table,  waiting  to  be  devoured  by  him.  “ let’s  enjoy  our  coffee  first. ” / @sacriifice

꒰ * ｡ ˚ . ✧ ꒱ it nearly took her breath away how intense the power was, a rush washing over her thinking of all the things she could do with that kind of power. stuck in her thoughts, suan was still holding onto his hand. somehow, it felt familiar to her-- the power, his touch.. but how? how was he like her? hadn't she been the only one? of all her traveling, she never had come across someone like her. " how are you like me? " she questions, having so many questions. / @stillm0nster

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“ you  thought  we  died  just  how  we  thought  you  were  dead…  i  remember  it.  it’s  still  so  vivid  in  my  head  and  yet  here  you  are,  father. ”  that’s  when  doyun  knows  that  there’s  still  something  human  left  in  him.  his  eyes  get  teary  and  he  wraps  his  arms  around  his  father,  hugging  him  tightly.  he  remembers  his  life  before  becoming  the  monster  that  he  is  now  and  it  pains  him  thinking  about  it.  it  was  so  hard  trying to  protect  himself  and  his  younger  brother  but  it  seems  like  it  was  worth  it.  “ how–-  how  come  you’re  a  …  vampire,  though? ”

he can hear it in the way he calls him father, he is certain that he is his son, now grown into a man. his eyes become glossy with tears, thinking back to the last time that he saw him; doyun had only been seven years old, yet so mature beyond his age due to the circumstances he had to be raised in, what inseong sejo had to teach him. his hands cup his sons face, taking in how grown he his. " i searched so long for you and your brother, i thought you two.. " he can't finish his words, knowing he would have to live without their mother and his sons for e t e r n i t y sent him over the edge for a very long time. " i'm sorry that i couldn't protect the three of you. "

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his  expression  doesn’t  weaver  when  he’s  pinned  against  the  wall  though  his  eyes  turn  crimson  in  color.  his  arms  move  and  he  grips  the  vampire's  hands  with  his  own,  that  scary  look  meaning  nothing  to  doyun.  “ oh,  really  now? ”  what  is  he  going  to  do?  take  a  sip  of  his  dark  blood  and  have  his  eyes  pop  out  of  his  head  on  stalks  and  go  on  a  rampage?  over  his  dead  body.  the  moment  his  name  is  being  called,  however  doyun  tips  his  head  to  one  side.  “ father  …  is  that  really  you? ”

inseong notices that the demon's expression suddenly goes blank. not so tough after all, is he? almost scoffing, he says, " if you even think about it- " but his employee is already on the ground, thrashing around before he can finish his sentence. inseong doesn't need to check him to know that his heart stopped. he's dead. anger rises quickly, and with a swift movement he has the demon by the collar of his shirt, shoving him against the wall, his veins under his eyes prominent, the whites of his eyes changing to red. " you'll regret this! " just as his fangs are exposed, he sees metal catch light which draws his eyes to the others neck, and what he sees has inseong loosening his grip, fangs retreating and eyes turning back to normal. the necklace he had made for his sons, their surname engraved into it dangling around his neck. " doyun..? "

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he  laughs  at  her  bold  statement  but  as  if  on  cue  his  laughter  is  cut  off  and  what  is  left  is  that  same  unreadable  expression  from  earlier.  he  has  to  give  it  to  her  though–-  that  was  quite  amusing.  " maybe  it  is. "  his  gaze  follows  hers,  the  way  she  reaches  to  grab  his  hand  and  the  moment  she  does,  it  feels  like  he  could  fly  to  the  moon.  the  immense  power  that  courses  through  his  entire being  is  something  that  he  had  n e v e r  experienced  before  (  or  so  he  believes  ).  in  a  way,  holding  her  hand  feels  so  familiar  that  it  blows  his  mind.  " you're  like  me. "  he  finally  says  with  a  hint  of  a  smile  dancing  on  his  lips,  hand  still  holding  onto  hers. / @sacriifice

꒰ * ｡ ˚ . ✧ ꒱ " is it not obvious? " she asks, leaning forward with her arms resting on the table. " i'm an angel sent from heaven. " she says without skipping a beat, waiting a moment to see his reaction before bursting into laughter. the amount of times she heard that from human men complimenting how beautiful she is, that she must be an angel. she had to try that line. " is this your way of flirting? " count on suan to be difficult, but she could feel it too, the way every ounce of her is telling her that she needed to be near him. her gaze flickers down to his hands, and something inside of her tells her to reach out, to lock their hands together.. and so she does. the most amazing rush of sparks.. no, an electric feeling runs through her veins. the power that always has been there feels magnified, like she could take on the world. / @stillm0nster

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he  catches  how  she  uses  the  word  h u m a n s  just  how  he  does  it  quite  often,  as  if  to  hint  of  his  inhuman  nature.  leaning  forward,  doyun  studies  her  stoic  expression,  the  look  in  her  eyes  when  she  speaks.  " you  really  seem  to  know  it  well. "  she's  not  just  some  random  woman,  he  can  feel  it.  could  she  be  yet  another  being  sent  by  the  divine  forces  to  destroy  him?  no,  that  can't  be it.  there's  more  to  her  than  that.  " what  are  you? "  he  asks  boldly,  given  he's  never  been  one  to  beat  around  the  bush.  " i  know  you  can  feel  it  too. " / @sacriifice

꒰ * ｡ ˚ . ✧ ꒱ eyebrow raises when he mentions the seat wasn't free, yet just as quickly allows her to remain sitting. when his gaze meets hers, an unfamiliar feeling aches in her chest, like her heart was full to be near him. somehow, being in his presence felt familiar, like home, as if she knew him her whole life ... but that is impossible. she has never seen him before, suan doesn't forget a face. " i'm sure i have a good summary of it, all news is the same these days. humans- people are very typical, reporting all of the deemed tragic events.. they aren't even that awful compared to what can happen. " / @stillm0nster

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the  cheeky  grin  that  decorates  his  features  is  there  for  a  short  time,  until  he  sees  the  vampire  standing  in  front  of  him.  his  face  goes  blank  within  seconds.  there  is  no  way  this  is  real.  the  man  in  front  of  him  looks  like  his  father.  the  same  man  he  saw  dead,  with  his  blood  spilled  everywhere.  how  is  it  even  possible  for  him  to  look  so  identical  to  the  man  who  was  murdered  centuries  ago?  many  memories  may  have  faded  but  his  father's  face  would  never  be  something  he  can  forget.  “ i’m  afraid  that  they  have  already  sold  their  soul  to  me  and  i’m  taking  it. ”  one  swift  movement  of  his  hand  and  the  mortal  is  already  dropping  to  the  floor,  convulsing.  “ there  is  no  way  to  escape  me. ”  he  finally  says  with  the  same  cheeky  grin  from  earlier  but  something  within  him  is  still  wondering  who  this  man  is.  what  if  …

꒰ * ｡ ˚ . ✧ ꒱ he knew of everything that happened in his club, every presence that passed through the doors. nothing happened without his consent first. when he heard of the demon passing through, inseong didn't think much of it - stayed relaxed in his usual spot with a drink in hand. however, when he overheard the situation, he moved quickly. within seconds he is behind the demon, there to protect the employee of his. " i'm afraid nothing happens in my club without my permission, especially if it involves my employee. " inseong says sternly, walking around from behind the man to face him, standing next to the mortal protectively. there is something familiar about the demon's face.. / @stillm0nster

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unconsciously  he  places  his  hand  over  his  chest,  the  empty  ribcage  of  his  feeling  like  it  has  been  filled  up  with  ...  butterflies?  as  soon  as  someone  so  boldly  takes  up  the  seat  at  his  table,  doyun's  hand  drops  back  to  his  lap,  an  eyebrow  arched  up  as  he  looks  at  the  young  woman.  " i've  never  said  the  seat  is  free  to  take–- "  he  begins  but  stops  once  his  gaze  meets  hers  and  it  feels  like  everything  is  in  slow  motion  around  them  all  of  a  sudden.  it's  her  who  has  such  an  effect  on  him  but  what  is  she?  can  she  be  a  witch  too  powerful  for  him  to  handle?  are  his  powers  wavering  due  to  hers  being  stronger?  impossible!  doyun  is  one  of  the  strongest.  " but  you  can  stay. "  he  clears  his  throat,  glancing  at  the  newspaper  and  handing  it  to  her.  " do  you  want  to  read  it  yourself? " / @sacriifice

꒰ * ｡ ˚ . ✧ ꒱ typically suan isn't one to go to cafes, not a caffeine drinker and not fond of sweets but something about today and this cafe set something off inside her when she walked by that made her turn around and walk inside. a odd sensation of something familiar, yet she can't place her finger on it. suan had never stepped foot in the building before, and no one looked familiar to her from first glance. it isn't until she spots the man sitting with the newspaper - he stands out, the way he isn't glued to his phone like others but also something about his aura. without hesitation, suan walks over to him confidently - the closer she gets to him the more the feeling pulses through her veins, almost like a magnet, like she needs to be near him. " nice to see someone still reads that. " / @stillm0nster