twenty eight;

      As promised, Eunha read the entire thing. His entries were raw and dripping with emotion. She had no idea he felt that strongly, way before she realized she also had feelings for him.        The way he spoke of her was endearing but could also be very erotic at certain points.        But there was an underlying sadness. It wasn't always expressed with words, but she felt it imbedded in the pages. He hasn't written in it since they came back from China. He's been focused on everything that's happened, his thoughts corrupted by jealousy, fear, anger, and sadness. San took the book from her hands and stood up. She thought he was going to put it back where he originally kept it, but he held onto it longer. He stepped towards the fire place and gave it one last look before he tossed it into the fire.         Eunha physically jumped up and let out a loud gasp. "San! Why did you-" She wanted to remove it before it was too late but she could only stare at San, who watched it catch flame and slowly burn. "Why would you do that?!"       She couldn't tell if regret set in or if he just gazed on all his history burning away. "It's about time I let go of the past."        "There are many ways to do that, none of them involve fire." The entire cover was gone and it slowly turned to ash, even if she wanted to save it there was nothing worth saving to begin with. "Your mom gave you that."        San didn't reply for a while. His eyes didn't draw away from the burning book. Eunha was too stunned by his odd behavior she couldn't think of anything else to say. The relief wasn't immediate, it took a moment to process. Approximately how long it took before the book was no more, nothing but a pile of ash.        That's when he looked at her. She wore a confused expression while his was calm and relaxed. "I have to move on, Eunha. That part of my life is gone and there's nothing I can do to change that. I can't control my past, but I can control my future. And my future is you."       Eunha's heart warmed at his words but still her eyes fell behind him to the journal. It was gone just like that. "I don't understand... you just burned the only thing you have of your mother. I don't-"        He sat down beside of her again, pulling his hand from his pocket. "I never said it was the only thing my mother gave me."       Her puzzled look vanished, replaced by shock when he opened his hand. He held a ring. It was just a silver band, but its significance is what made it beautiful. "I've never given it to anyone else, in fact I don't think anyone knows it exists."       His gaze tore from the ring and to her eyes. "I want you to have it. I want you to wear it."        Flattered was an understatement. "San.. I don't think I- I don't think I should wear it. Your mother gave it to you-"       "-So I could put it on a beautiful woman's finger. A beautiful woman I love." He grabbed her right hand and held the ring inches from the ring finger. "Just like my journal... I want you to be the first person.. and the last person to wear this ring."       The ring Seonghwa had gotten her was too large for his mother's ring to sit beside it, so he chose the other hand. "Okay." He slid it on, and it fit perfectly.        "Thank you. I love it, truly." San was beaming on the inside, the smile growing on his face. "No, thank you. For loving me, for not giving up on me. Even though running the other direction was the smart option." Eunha joined in with his laughter. "Please forgive me." "I'm still slightly mad at you, so you aren't off the hook yet." "What can I do to make it better?" She twirled the ring with her finger, staring down at its bold appearance. "Stay with me." San didn't hesitate to crawl beside of her as she lay down, curling his arm around her hips to pull the flush together before caressing her bulging stomach. They lay there for a while, staring into each other's eyes and listening to their breathing.        "We picked names."        San adjusted himself by yanking her closer—as close as the baby allowed—snuggling his face into her neck. "Hm?"       "Baby names. Jiha if it's a girl, and Bumjoong if it's a boy." He didn't say anything for a moment, still inhaling her scent as they got comfortable.        "They're beautiful names." Her smile drew across her lips, sliding her arm under the pillow to wrap around his head and lace her fingers in his dark locks.        "I hope it's a boy."        "I'm happy with either. It's going to be healthy, and they will have your eyes. And it's going to be loved and protected. Nothing will harm them. Not while any of us are around."

Now Playing; Dark Things by STARSET

       Eunha woke sometime in the early hours of the morning, way before sunrise. And it was the main culprit, her unborn child. He or she was kicking and rolling all over the place, which unfortunately was enough to pull her from her slumber.        She sighed and sat up slightly. San was asleep for the time being so his grip was loose enough for her to adjust by turning on her other side.        As soon as both her and the baby got comfortable, San wrapped his arms around her and pulled her flush against him. At first she thought he was awake but he immediately went lax and let out a long breath.        Eunha slowly tried to fall back asleep, but there was something she noticed. His hard cock digging into her ass. It was hard to miss because the longer it was pressed against her the more it pulsed and throbbed.        She tried to ignore it, she wanted to ignore it. She knows his feelings about it. But he was the one that was now dragging her back against him with his hand on her hip. A groan announced his woke mind, rolling his hips against her. "Teasing me, hm?" His voice was raspy from sleep. "No, you did this all by yourself." She breathed out a moan when he bit her neck with his human teeth. "You didn't stop me or get up." "Get away from you? Please, you would have dragged me back the moment I even thought about it." San pulled another moan from her when he wrapped his arm around and grabbed her tit, massaging it in his hand. "You may have thought about it... but you weren't going to do it. You love my cock too much to let it go to waste."       San rolled his aching bulge against her bum, pulling moans from both of them. His hand slipped under her nightgown and found her throbbing heat, two fingers sinking in her soaked walls.        She arched her back when he grazed her spot, her ass rubbing his clothed cock. "Always so wet for me.."        "Fuck me.. it's been so long." He almost came just from her moaning his name, digits still rubbing her walls. She started rolling her hips in sync with his movements, growing more impatient the longer he teased her. "Please.." San sucked on her neck, ignoring her pleas. "You're lucky I'm touching you at all. Don't piss me off, lie here, and take what I give to you." His harsh command sent shivers across her body, clenching around his fingers.        "Shut up and get on with it, then." He couldn't hold back the chuckle that radiated against her flesh.        "There's my loud and impatient brat." San moved to her ear and bit her lobe, feeling her squirm against him. His cock was aching in its confines but he was enjoying this moment too much to end it so soon. "What else do you have to say?"       Eunha reached between them and grabbed his bulge, ripping a moan from his mouth and straight to her eardrum. "Keep stalling and you'll find out."        The vampire curled his fingers the exact time his thumb found her clit. "Two can play this game, darling." She jolted beside him, the pleasure amping up. Her hand was still massaging his pulsing cock, urging him to pick up the pace.        "You're a raging asshole."        "And you're an impatient whore." San pulled his fingers free and reached between them to release his cock. "Are you this persistent with the others? Or is it just for my dick?"       Eunha released her hand on his pants and grabbed a chunk of his hair, yanking their lips together. He shoved his other hand underneath her side and wrapped it around her throat. He threw her leg over his hips and hiked up her nightdress, allowing the cool air to fan their throbbing privates.        The tip of his cock met her entrance and his hips did the rest, sinking in her with one push. While their moans got lost in the other's mouth, his free hand latched onto her hip and dragged her as close to his body as he could get them. "Gods I missed you.."       San pulled out before rolling his hips back into hers, her moan no longer muffled. "Sannie.." Hearing his weakness sent trembles down his spine, shoving his face into the crook of her neck. "More.."       The vampire finally stopped his teasing, setting a rough pace. Their moans mixed with the slap from his pelvis hitting her ass, filling the room. "Fuck.. you don't know how long I've waited.. I've wanted." Eunha arched her back which allowed him to slide deeper, jabbing places that made her eyes cross. "Been trying..." She grabbed his hand on her hip for stability. "For months.. to get you to fuck me... what changed your mind?" San sat up to stare down at her flushed face, allowing him better angle for his punishing pace. "Guess I just couldn't want any longer.." He used his freedom to yank her leg up on his shoulder, holding her wrist to the pillow. She was still on her side while he was hovering over her, continuing to jab every spot perfectly. Her moans were music to his ears and he didn't take his eyes off her. "I love you." His words sent shivers down her spine but also warmed her heart, staring back with half-lidded eyes. "I love you.." A moan cut off the end, her head falling on the pillow. Her body arched beautifully under him and he had to force himself not to fold her in half, the obvious bump in the way. "Doesn't matter how much you piss me off... I'll always love you, Eunha." The tip slammed into her cervix, making her jolt and let out a scream, body trembling from the pleasure and pain. "I'll always want to love you... to fuck you.." San leaned down and captured her lips into a kiss, exchanging their noises in the other's mouth. His constant movement made her fly over the edge, grasping at the pillow and his hand for stability. He let go of her lips and stared down at her sweaty face. "You're so perfect... I'm not sure what I've done right in my life to deserve the divinity that is you.. but I'll thank whatever God or Goddess sent you, every single day of my life." His thrusts combined with his words shoved her over once again, hugging around him so tightly his pace faltered. "Fuck Sannie!" His lips traveled to her neck and out of her view, lining her skin with his saliva. "That's right, darling.. let it out... let go. Let me make you feel good.."       Her eyes slammed shut as the third came racing immediately, nails piercing his flesh and the pillow. "P-please.."       "You can do it.. give me one more.. show me you can be a good girl for me darling.." San was beginning to have trouble holding back but he didn't want it to end yet. He wanted to make sure she was more than satisfied. Because he will always be satisfied with her.        Her body stiffened against him, flying over the edge and wetting the place between them. It pushed the vampire to his release, falling in right behind her in halting his movements.        Their lips met once again, the kiss much softer. She could barely catch her breath but she dwelled against his lips, shaking hand finding his sweaty hair. San eventually pulled away and stared down at her red face. "You're so fucking beautiful Eunha."       After both had calmed down and the vampire cleaned them up, they cuddled up under the duvet. They lay in the darkness, slumber not quite ready to take back over. "Are you sure you aren't going to regret burning it?"       "No. I rewrote some of them in another journal that Yeosang gave me. The ones I never want to forget." His hand dragged his fingertips across her side.        She had his other hand tucked against her chest. "Oh? Which ones?"       "All the ones containing you."