#turnedkind

Sxting starters~

[text >> Pa’Tae’to 💛] …… 3 minutes later

👀so uh......

are you seongie's type?

oh  he  is  so  smug  right  now.  tilting  his  head  with  a  little  grin.  ❝  is  there  something  you  want  to  tell  me,  tae-tae?  ❞

Since the awakening of their vampyric nature, for Haehyun, life had gone on. Not the same, of course; their silver jewelry had been sold, the ache of those burns still seared into their memory. Daylight was a little too bright now; though not painful, not unbearable, the rays felt less like a comfort and more like a threat under their touch. Their body healed from every wound they gained, every bruise earned, every scratch gone without so much as a mark of its existence – and with it had healed that opaque, white glow of Haehyun's eyes, revealing the clear, jade green they had been blessed with at birth. The world to them felt overwhelming sometimes, mind distracted by thousands of details once unseen, revealed to them in sudden, perfect clarity. But as with all changes, there was give – and there was take.

The hunger. That was the hardest to endure.

Soo had been a lifeline, guiding Haehyun through the process accidentally triggered within them by the Pure-Kind’s blood. They’d never wanted to know what it was like to hear blood coursing through human veins, a scent that left their mouth watering every waking moment, worsened by hearts beating faster at the sight of them – though the latter couldn’t be helped, given Haehyun’s occupation.

Bringing them here now, in an alleyway, patience running out as they waited with one of their men; someone newer, a tensai with a stark, white glow of his eyes and a connection to their business associate. His heart was hammering against his ribs, adrenaline pulsing through veins that called to Haehyun, their tongue pressing to the newly-grown fangs at the tips of their teeth and their throat seeming to dry further with their steadying breath.

But their distraction earned them a fist to the cheek, sending Haehyun plummeting to the ground with far more force than it should’ve. Superior strength hadn’t been their man’s ability, last they checked – yet now his fists continued their barrage, as Haehyun met each hit with one of their own, struggling to get free from beneath him.

Anon meme~

every day was valentine's day as far as dae-ho was concerned ! a special day to celebrate the people you loved was great and all ( and don't get him wrong, he loved ANY excuse to show affection ) but why would he limit it to just one day when he had so much love to give ? he made sure that tae-ho knew how much he cared, regardless of what the calender may have said - because how could he not want to smother the other with love and affection at any given opportunity ?

and seriously, he means that, because he'd spent so long making heart eyes at the other that he had A LOT of time to make up for !

the chocolate and flowers are sweet, make him feel a certain type of way as he finds a good place for the flowers to sit in his bedroom. the chocolates though ? they go straight on his bed, because you best believe he's going to absolutely DEVOUR that entire box the second he gets the chance.

but it's the final gift that really gets him, yanno ? because it's nothing generic, it's something that tae-ho had clearly put thought and effort into ; and he must have known, really, how dae-ho would have reacted. because the human was nothing, if not, a little ball of emotion. " you got this for me ? " boba eyes staring up at the other, watery, like he was about to cry.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ What's it like ? Being with just ONE other person ? ❞

The DUTIES of a group, were intense ; appearances, rehearsals, shows, writing, all of it. Seo - Joon felt as if he struggled with a FULL group, so the idea of only two was a intriguing. Did they function differently ? Were the burdens lessened ? Did they get along .. ? Though, he'd assume so, based on their CHEMISTRY on stage. Smile grows, and he scoots closer, hands resting idly in his lap.

@turnedkind said ── he was like him. a turned making his way in the idol world. shadows wasn't unfamiliar to him but to finally come face to face with it's leader and realize that they were one in the same was...amazing, truly. he offers a warm smile towards seo-joon before he's bowing deeply. only as he stands, does he finally speak. ' it...it is a pleasure to meet you, truly. i don't...i don't come across my kind very often. ' turned, of course. he came across plenty of pure kind simply by existing near young-soo.

ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤA smile, reflected.

For, how often did Seo - Joon come across OTHER TURNED - KIND ? It wasn't as if he didn't attempt to mingle with his kind ; but consorting and keeping the company of WEREWOLVES, did set him apart from his peers, enough for him to feel almost isolated. Even now, he wondered if the other could smell it. Posture, briefly reflected in a bow, Seo - Joon laughs.

❝ In THIS life ? We really never see one another ! Aah, you're from ... FATES, aren't you ? You're a new group, you and ... Are you both ... Turned- Kind ? Woah !

You're not with NYT like SHADOWS is, are you ..? Are there more ... agencies for people like us ? That's so cool ... I'm ... kind of a terrible turned. ❞

Tone carries his excitement well, floating on each and every syllable. Joon has to MENTALLY SCOLD HIMSELF, to cease his yapping, before it turns a potential friend away.