#feysebin

backdated to january 7th, 2021

it’s a day like no other. sungha doesn’t partake in celebrations often, most of the time he doesn’t see a point to it. he participates whenever needed, so no one would question it. when it comes to himself though, he keeps it to a minimum. but just like everything, there are exceptions. the seventh of january marks a significant change in the world—the birth of ahn sebin, who was lying peacefully in bed when the morning came. he treated ( @feysebin ) the same, reminding him of the rules in place that keeps the fledgling far from harm. but today, he tells sebin not to go out.

there is a reason for that.

he embarks to do his usual routine afterwards, making sure to lock the door and checking to make sure the spells are still functioning properly before he heads off. there’s nothing special to do in his ‘workshop’ today, he did most that he needed to prior so he’d have more time for leisurely activities, ones he doesn’t indulge in often, he realises. sungha makes a stop somewhere though, an establishment he doesn’t think he’d frequent but fitting considering today’s occasion. once he has his order in hand, he returns home earlier than usual.

whether sebin expected his earlier arrival or not from his warning in the morning doesn’t matter to his plans. sungha opens the door with his elbow, holding a rather large red box in his person. he can sense the vampire within the premises, heeding to his instructions as per usual. “sebin,” he calls out as he closes the door with his foot, shuffling his feet to take off his shoes and slip onto his slippers.

since the moment he took in his first breath, he was plunged into darkness.

white walls, white sheets, white uniforms—he recalls the light in the hospital room being dim, the image of his sister lying there surrounded by nothing clear to this day. the smile that used to bring out one of his own grows weaker the longer she stays, nights when her breaths are short and ragged continuing to increase. as the light in her eyes slowly fade away, the world turns a little more grey; dull and lifeless.

he always knew her end would come faster than he was ready. he always knew there was nothing he can do about it, small figure and feeble hands. they’d say she’s at a better place now, finally at peace as she enters paradise. she isn’t suffering anymore. it’s bright in there, they’d say. but as he held her stiff hand—he wonders just how true that is. as his fingers touch her cold face, unmoving and unchanging, the smile she would so freely grant him etched into a permanent frown for as long as her body remains—all he sees is darkness.

a shadow had slowly began to loom over everything the light touches, following him wherever he went, taking over each of his senses. the colours of the world fades, replaced by a bland yet dominating void, consuming every tiny spark that tried to survive.

until suddenly, within a single room—white walls, white sheets, white uniforms—one remain. it was warm, a delicate embrace that pulled him out of oblivion, a smile that was so bright, the shadows around him fled.

but death has a bottomless appetite—it takes and takes and takes and takes. the light that managed to return his soul back to his barren body began to fade, slowly but surely, he had seen it all before.

why him?

“because you’re able to shine.”

and i’ll make sure you never fade.

“My....fledgling...” Her eyebrows furrow a bit, eyes squinting just slightly before she realizes who the question is about. “Oh, you mean Sebin?” Her expression becomes almost dark as she thinks about the younger vampire, thinks about how he even became her fledgling to begin with. If it hadn’t been for Sungha she wouldn’t have such a thing to worry about. The fact that she had lived for over a thousand years, not having to deal with something so bothersome and not having to worry about anything coming back on her if something bad were to happen, to one day suddenly having a fledgling. It really wasn’t something that she had been happy about.

If she hadn’t taken such a ‘liking’ to Sungha and his ways of doing things, of course she would have gotten rid of Sebin the first chance she got. It would have been easy for her, especially since she was a master vampire who was more than capable of taking care of something a little as a fledgling, though her and Sungha had their little deal they had going on. She got to have her fun and in return he also gained something out of her little torture sessions she had with clients ( or even just anyone who pissed her off at the time ).

She lets out a small sigh. “As much fun as that sounds, the way things would be less of a headache if I did get rid of him, I still wouldn’t. See, once I know that he’s able to not cause any sort of trouble for me, I won’t really have to put up with him for much longer after that. Technically Sunha is the one who really created him, so really Sebin is more of his problem than mine.” Areum gives a slight shrug, her expression neutral the entire time she says this.