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Scream - BoA

He knows the club is the last place he should be, the crowded dance floor and the sweating bodies.  It made Luhan hungry and he couldn’t control it anymore.  The taste of fresh blood was fucking with his mind and the temptation was driving him insane.  He had never felt more on edge than he did at that moment.

It wasn’t always this way, Luhan hadn’t always had a taste for fresh blood he was usually one to always abide by certain rules he had inflicted upon himself.  But after everything that had happened he had decided that he didn’t care much about it anymore.  Screw morals and shit like that.  He’d much rather have fun.

Making his way to the bar, Luhan leaned against it as he scanned the crowd.  The rushing sound of pumping veins and heartbeats driving him made with hunger.  He wanted to feast on the first person that threw themselves at him, but an odd scent caught his attention.  He turned around to find the owner of the smell and spotted a man hidden in the corner, eyes searching for something.  Intrigued not only by the scent but the man’s demeanor, Luhan approached him.

Taking the spot next to the other, Luhan turned to face him eyes lit with curiosity.  This was a scent he was unfamiliar with and he knew it was far from a normal human.  ”What are you?”  He asked casually, thinking that maybe the other might tell him straight out if he asked.  ”It’s quite rude to ask a question of sorts without introducing yourself first.”  Was the reply he received and he rolled his eyes childishly.

"I’m Luhan, there I’ve introduced myself.  What are you?"  He repeated, staring straight at the other, wanting a legitimate answer.  The other ignored his question and proceeded to introduce himself as Jongin, an unneeded introduction if Luhan must say.  His eyes narrowed dangerously from the evasion of his question but suddenly something he had heard long ago crossed his mind.  "I see."  He calmly said to himself whilst analyzing the stranger.  "I've never seen one of your kind before but you have quite the reputation."

15. Our muses want to have a laugh and visit different pubs of the world

"... And then she said, "Why do chemists enjoy working with ammonia?" To which I replied with, "Because it's pretty basic stuff."" Lu Han laughed at the end of the story, fist hitting the table repeatedly. A sigh escaped him as he wiped a tear from his eye from laughing so hard. He didn't know why they decided to visit pubs around the world out of everything they could choose from, and Lu Han was alcohol-intolerant after all.

But Lu Han enjoyed the food most served, so that was alright. "Dearest me, it was such a funny pun! At least, I thought it was funny." he said, taking a large bite out of his sandwich afterwards. "This 'corned beef' stuff is pretty good! Why haven't I had it before?" he mumbled as he stared at his sandwich with wide eyes, unable to believe that it just... tasted so good.

Until -- his horrid sense of direction guides him into an area with more buildings and less people, just about a hundred percent sure that his intuition in navigation has once again failed him. An exasperated puff of air cascades past his lips as slim digits comb through dyed locks of a sandy brown, prepared of what he must conduct himself into doing if he's determined to locate the bakery.

          The torrential downpour that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere was not want Minah had been expecting. Her horrible luck with the weather seemed to never let up, it seemed, and today was just another example of it. True, she could actually listen to the news sometimes and check the weather before going out, but... admittedly, she was a bit lazy, and maybe part of her almost liked getting caught in the rain. Or, at least, that's what she liked to rationalized since it always happened.

♫ dark blue - jack's mannequin    have you ever been alone in a crowded room?

the music was too loud, the alcohol was too strong and there were too many people. chan had never been one to enjoy parties.

he stood by the window, watching as people laughed and drunkenly stumbled along. all these people, yet i'm still standing here alone, he sneered at himself, stepping back further into the corner where he stood. with a sigh, he forced himself to turn his back to the crowd, choosing to stare out the window rather than enter into a bout of self-pity.

The wizard had lit every candle he could find within Chan’s apartment once the lights gave out. It had caused quite a scare for the other, who’d been studying in an anxious matter for finals. Howl was there simply to keep the other company (besides, he cooks good food). The two are now huddled between the couch and coffee table of Chan’s living room, bathing in the kindling light. 

With careful fingers, Howl wraps his hands over Chan’s, catching his attention. Howl relaxes his rigid shoulders with a soft smile, lowering Chan’s hands from his head. “See, love? That’s much better.” 

upcoming finals, preparations for his final year of college, his recently acquired second part-time job—chan had been on edge the entire week. the unexpected thunderstorm and the even less expected power outage had been more than enough to have him plummet into the depths of panic. luckily, however, howl had been quick to find ways to make chan’s small apartment as bright as possible, before chan could enter into the worst throes of an anxiety attack. it was only due to howl's quick actions that he was able to calm down after his initial panic, and for this he was grateful to the other male beyond words he would ever say out loud.

not trusting his voice to be steady, he nodded slightly in response to howl's soothing tone, body still shaking and expression still panic-stricken. he stayed silent and counted his heartbeats, to calm himself further, until he could no longer hear the thrumming in his ears. “th-thanks,” he muttered cautiously, almost as if he was afraid to break the silence. keeping his head down to avoid eye contact, he wiped away tears that he didn't want to admit were his. he looked up when he believed the other male was no longer looking at him, only to have his eyes meet with howl’s. it took only a split second for chan to look down again.

"Your eyes are even prettier when they're not filled with tears."

chan’s body froze as his mind raced and his heart stirred at the other’s unexpected words. if he had heard the supposed compliment in any normal circumstance, he would have rolled his eyes and scoffed, or he would have ignored the words completely. however in his vulnerable state, with emotions running high, he was unsure of how to react. he looked back up at the other male’s face, examining his expression for any hint of sarcasm or pity, but doing so proved nearly impossible in the dim light of the candles.