#bulsan.

this one had it rough . bulsan had mumbled to nunae when they saw the man sitting on the bench in the park ─ exhausted and bloody . bulsan and nunae's nightly strolls were done with great pleasure , darkness surrounding them . freely walking in the most dangerous neighborhoods of the city . letting oblivious men hit on them , try to get sneaky and steal or touch until they'd tear their flesh apart with bare fingers . it didn't happen as much anymore , but bulsan was still a little impatient to have someone bother them . instead , they come across this man ; and sitting either sides of him . ‘ hellooo .. you okay ? ‘ bulsan's voice is melodic , a soft stir in the darkness of midnight . and nunae already has an arm placed to the back of the bench , head tilted to catch the man's gaze with a small smile . he is slightly taller than bulsan , with sharper features . ‘ rough night , sir ? you look terrible . ‘ they purr , bulsan's warm fingers brush away a stain of blood on his cheek .

one wrapped up in each arm , seonghwa has the two on each sides of himself as a trophy . pretty , they catch everyone's attention way faster than an expensive car or a glinting jewelry would . they love being spoiled , but they also know how to spoil their latest darling ; bulsan lets seonghwa's teeth close around the roundness of a crimson cherry , then pulls gently to pluck the stem with a small grin . nunae on the other hand , pours him his wine , one hand settled on his knee and stroking . ‘ your friends are so boring . has anyone told them that before ? ‘ nunae's voice is nothing but a soft mumble , mixed with his small smirk as he leans back to his rightful place . plays with seonghwa's fingers over his shoulder . bulsan reaches for another cherry , and waits for seonghwa to finish eating the last one . ‘ he's right . that guy over there told me that you don't have to know if we go to him . as if we'd let go of such a handsome man so soon . ‘ his flirtatious timbre is but a purr , velvet lips lay a lingering peck on seonghwa's cheek .

witches are weird . they are ready to make deals with a couple of demons just to save their coven from a trouble ─ bulsan thinks they could take care of it on their own , it wasn't necessary for their leader to come here and politely ask them for this . a small favor , in exchange for an even smaller favor . making deals with bulsan and nunae is very easy , they don't look for souls to corrupt and possess most of the time . what they want is pleasure , and their ' victims ' are called victims only because they get addicted to them after one night . and can never have them again . they sit around the same table with matthias ; bulsan smiles and rests his hand under his chin , nunae stares at their guest with his winter eyes . ‘ sooo .. you want us to get rid of the witnesses . and keep you safe . ‘ bulsan says , voice velvetine and melodic . he seems cheerful , unlike the other one who has not stopped staring at matthias ever since he arrived . nunae continues , an invisible smirk touching the corner of his red lips . ‘ and you do know what you're going to give to us , yeah ? ‘ one night with them , and a promise to never come back to them once it's done . bulsan was quite excited about it , they've never been with a witch before . his energy already seemed different , radiating off him in waves , making bulsan shift giddily in his seat and bite his lip .

he shouldn't be seen by the normal doctors , but nunae wasn't sure if this poor guy was going to deal well with the fact that his blood was black . coating the couch he was laid upon , soft , uneven breaths mixed with quiet whimpers . bulsan had his head on his lap , staring at the doctor as he patched up the wound on nunae's side . sweat covering his skin , nunae quietly turns his head away to mumble something in bulsan's arm , gripping onto his shirt tightly . their new lover got too bold and shot nunae after hearing that they wanted to break up with him ; a dangerous man , bulsan's type . before they could do anything , the gun was out . they had called the doctor their ex boyfriend used to work with , a number bulsan had saved in his phone one day . their penthouse was decorated by black things , black ground and black furniture . the window was open , the dull sound of the city coming through with the cool wind . bulsan eventually breaks the heavy silence , mumbling with a throaty voice ; ‘ you know i never liked you when we were dating ren .. ‘ a confession , perhaps not a good one to utter when the doctor had his hands bloody with his nunae's blood ─ but it draws a small chuckle from the older demon . he tiredly closes his eyes while bulsan keeps his gaze fixed on the doctor . ‘ but you were the only one who has seen weird things like this . his blood . ‘

they don't really like sports ; nor working out . back in the day there wasn't much fast food to make you fat and during their emperor's reign , at some point there wasn't much food to feast upon even for the two darlings of the palace . so , they have grown up and learned to hate hitting the gym . but their friends were into volleyball , and dragged them both to watch the latest game of their favorite team . and also dragged up to the back to get a man's autograph ─ very demure , to be a fan of an athlete but bulsan for one , didn't see the appeal until the man came to the view . he threw nunae a meaningful glance , and nunae returned it with a faint smile . quite tall , looking proud of it too . they approached him with a pen in bulsan's hand . and nunae starts to speak , gently clearing his throat to catch the man's attention . ‘ sorry .. can you sign our arms ? ‘ bulsan was openly eyeing the poor man , head tilted .

my two new boys ; bulsan and nunae .

nobody knows their real names but themselves . they were practically the bed warmers for a very powerful emperor back in the day . they were found in the ruins of the latest city the emperor invaded ; one of them in the snow and other under the burning ruins of a house . they've grown closer when they were refugees in the palace , the only survivors of a very sacred city that the palace people took pity on and took them in . soon they caught the emperor's eye too .

the emperor's son rebelled against his dad and started a war . these two died in the palace . but they reincarnated after 200 years as two demons , still going by the name their emperor gave them . bulsan ( fire mountain ) and nunae ( snow child ) .