𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟

-나는 그들의 것, 그들은 내 꺼야-

-soonyoung's pov-

she's wearing hyung's clothes.... she should be wearing my clothes, not his. i don't care if i sound possessive, i want her and i want her all to myself. what happened last night irritates me

first vernon and now him too

soon the others will start talking too...

-areum's pov-

it annoyed me so much

stupid cheap girl, i let out a deep sigh as i sat down next to bang chan

"what's wrong, pouty face?" he said pinching my chin softly, "nothing" i blew out some air, "want breakfast?" he asked, still looking at the tv

"isn't it technically brunch?" i muttered, "yeah, but whatever. you want?" he asked again, finally looking at me

i nodded getting up and tearing him away from the tv, i thought he was the one that asked not me. but thanks for taking my mind off what happened before, i smiled softly

finally getting him up and dragging him to the kitchen we began making breakfast, which just consisted of toast with jam and a bit of coffee

we sat down and started eating, "do you know where the guys went?" i asked taking a bite, "no idea" he drank some juice, because he doesn't like coffee

"they went out on a mission" i heard soonyoung say from the door frame, "oh"

"why aren't you at school today?" he gave me a face

"why're you in a bad mood?" i asked for the third time today. he ignored me and went to drink from my coffee but i slapped away his hand

"get your own" i looked at him with a playful scowl and he just sat down next to me, resting his head on my shoulder

chris gave me a questioning face, wondering what's wrong with soonyoung, but i just shrugged

in the end he did end up drinking from my coffee and taking half my toast. we cleaned everything up and they headed to the living room while i went to the backyard

somi was probably doing the house chores so i was left alone

i was left with my own thoughts wondering why soonyoung was acting like this and why i was feeling this way

since it was cold i started shivering but refused to go inside,. couldn't be bothered to do something about it

i sat down on a bench by the rose garden and sighed deeply "what's wrong with him?" i pouted

"he's never like this, did i do something? did the guys do something? did the stupid cheap girl do something, because if she did i'm finding out who she is and giving her a lesson, ugh~" i talked to myself, speaking all my thoughts out loud. i was trying to get some clarity

but since i found out that they are vampires, everything seems to be getting more and more confusing; and after vernon confessed it just got worse and then seungcheol. now i am having weird feelings about soonyoung because he slept with some girl, as if i'm a jealous lover of his. it's strange because i feel betrayed, but i'm not anything to soonyoung. i've never had feelings for him like this, i've never felt like this

chris started walking towards me, i waved at him and he waved back sitting next to me, "i can't tell if hyung is mad or not" he said, i chuckled at his words

"soonyoung oppa is the type of guy to still be nice to you even though he's mad" i smiled softly, fidgeting with my fingers, and looking down at my hands

"i've never seen him like this, usually when he's mad at someone he's cruel. this is the first time i've seen him like this" he looked at me, seeing my shivering figure

"we should go inside, it's freezing" he got up and extending his hand to me, i nodded and grabbed it happily

we walked back inside hand in hand

we would casually do this as close friends, a few days ago i would have wanted it to mean something more, but since the others have returned the feelings i once held for him seemed to vanish. like they never existed

i let go of chris and went to sit down next to soonyoung, he ignored my presence and continued watching the tv

there was silence between us, neither of us had nothing to say to the other

he suddenly made a face like he remembered something and looked at me with a serious look, "get up and get dressed" he said standing up and going upstairs, leaving me confused "what kind of dress up?!" "hanbok!" he yelled back

-bang chan's pov-

hanbok...? why would he need her to wear a hanbok?

hyung looked like he remembered something, told her that and just headed upstairs in a rush, i wonder what's going on

-soonyoung's pov-

when areum sat down next to me, i suddenly remembered my old life, my sister, her smile, her face, her funny mannerisms, the day she died. i miss her

and it made me realize that today marks the 670th year of her death anniversary, i need to go pay my respects, even though we're in france and can't physically go to where she was buried so long ago, i can still celebrate her life

my sister was everything to me. she abandoned wonwoo and me, but she had no choice. we were orphans and we only had each other. she was getting older and the man that ran the orphanage was a pervert and he had his eyes on her

when she left us, i was angry at her, i didn't understand why she would do that to us. but the day i found her again she explained that the man at the orphanage was going to force her to marry him. she had never told me that, she kept it a secret from us. when i found out i promised her that i would kill the man; eventually i did, but i couldn't find him until long after she was buried in the ground

i always celebrate the anniversary of her death, no matter where i am or what i'm doing, i always remember her

-areum's pov-

i wonder what's gotten into him

i should change though, if it's a hanbok then it's something important

i quickly headed upstairs and changed

what she was wearing:

(with a black coat a/n also tell me if that is a proper modern hanbok, also i'm sorry if it seems like cultural appropriation, i tried my best to research before i put this into the chapter but please correct me if i'm wrong. i have seen a bit of cultural appropriation from my own culture and i know it can be quite disrespectful)

what soonyoung was wearing:

(also with a black coat)

i went out of my room, adjusting the dress and saw soonyoung waiting outside my room

he looked handsome. he looked at me and smiled slightly. his face flushed and so did mine, looking at each other's appearance

he extended his hand and i held it gladly. we looked like a couple, i chuckled at the thought and he looked at me with a questioning face

why are you making me feel like this?

we got back to the living room and soonyoung let me go and went to talk to chris

i was left still wondering why we had to dress up. we rarely do this

i walked to the front door and waited for him there

"...and bang chan you can leave for the day" he held my hand in his and we walked out together

"he's not coming with us?" i muttered to him, "no" he said, "i'm going to be with you, plus this is something private" he continued, we got into his car and he started driving without hesitation

there was an uncomfortable silence between us, i looked out the window trying to find something more interesting to look at, to draw my attention from the silence

until i spoke up because i couldn't take the silence anymore, "are you still mad?" i asked, he deeply sighed and briefly looked at me and then back to the road, "less, but i'm still mad" "why though?" "keep asking, i'm not telling no matter how many times you ask" he chuckled

i let out a groan, a little annoyed that he isn't talking, "so, why're we going out in hanboks?" "because today is my sister's death anniversary" he looked sad

"how long ago was it?" this must be painful for him

"670 years ago, exactly" he looked down at the wheel. i was stunned by his words, 670 years is a long time, he must really miss her to still be celebrating her life

"wow that's..." "a long time and every year i celebrate her life" he said smiling, he missed her a great amount

there was a moment where neither of us spoke. i was still stunned and he was staring out at the road in front of us. his sister must have been everything to him

"where are we going?" "to eat and then the beach" he responded, i hummed and looked out the road

he stopped the car in front of a fancy looking restaurant, and we got out

by the time we actually got to the restaurant it was actually starting to get dark since we drove for a while

the inside was breathtaking. it was elegant and stunning with all the gold markings on the roof and walls, the windows were tall and there were white accents with flowers everywhere. there was a great amount of people there, dining and talking. but it was still very silent, you could hear the people muttering about their own lives, but i could still only focus the man next to me

the grieving man holding my hand

when we got to the hostess, she greeted us and asked for reservations, "i don't have one but that's ok" he compelled her to let us in. when he spoke french he sounded so sexy, he was always so confident with his words. i wonder how he does it

she led us to a table by a window, gave us our menus and left, "this place is beautiful" i muttered out with a small smile on my face, "yeah, i came here a few years ago, when you were younger, it was for a mission" "what was the mission about?" i asked drinking from my cup, "don't worry about it" i rolled my eyes at his poor excuse

"don't give me attitude" he looked out the window. i only rolled my eyes because i don't like it when they keep secrets for me; i was kept in the dark about what they really were for seventeen years. i hate secrets, and somehow i'm always surrounded by them, there is still so much i don't know

i deeply sighed and looked at the menu, reading all the options

"what are you having?" he mumbled, "whatever you're having" i put down my menu and sighed, "you mad now too?" he looked at me with a playful smile, "whatever" i shrugged off his question, crossing my arms

he ordered for us and i was looking out the window at the beautiful view and people walking by. the people always look so calm and happy just to be in each others presence, and occasionally there's a person who's all by themselves, but they still look content with their lives. for some reason it calmed me; to watch all the people have their own lives, it drove my mind away from my own complicated one

soonyoung was talking about something but i just fazed him out, not hearing what he was saying

"areum, are you listening to me?" he shook my hand gently and held it for a split second, his actions taking me out of my thoughts

"huh, oh no sorry" i cleared my throat

the waitress came with our food

she looked at soonyoung for too long. i didn't like her already, i gave her a glare

she seemed to get the message because she looked at me and left rather quickly, almost a little scared

"you ok?" he had a concerned expression on his face, which was rather odd to see; usually when he has a plate of food in front of him, he makes an expression of glee

"yeah" i muttered as i took the utensils in my hands

we started eating, the food tasted amazing. the sauces were just right and the meat was perfectly cooked, it was soft and chewy and extremely delightful. i made a face of happiness

but a thought entered my mind that i was getting curious about

"what was your sister like?" i asked. he looks like he misses her a lot but i don't know anything about her. i don't know what she looks like or what type of person she was. if soonyoung cares about her this much it must must mean she was an amazing person then

he seemed to hesitate before answering

"she was my everything, she basically raise wonwoo and me. she was like a mother to me... i miss her, honestly, she was a hilarious person" he said

"she always knew how to make me feel better" he gave me small smile, he cleared his throat and drank some water, he was tearing up at his own words and the memory of her

"must be nice to have had a mother figure" i mumbled "it is..." he looked down at the almost empty plate in front of him

"sorry we weren't ever able to give you that" he apologized with sad eyes

i wonder if what chris said to me was true. is he really cruel when he's angry? i've almost never seen him loose his temper around me, he's always calm and collected, except for when he's with the others. he looses his mind when he's with the others, especially when they're playing mafia

i chuckled a little, "it's okay, jeonghan was pretty close when i was younger and joshua basically raised me, ever since the others left" i gave him a small smile

when i was younger, jeonghan would be the one that took care of me the most up until the age of six. when i turned six, the others started to step in more, not that they weren't present before. after they left, joshua seemed to take charge of raising me. i didn't realize up until recently, now that i'm older i understand things more and i understand why they made certain decisions in the past

the waitress kept coming and leaving and every time she came to check on us she would steal glances of soonyoung. it bothered me but soonyoung seemed unbothered by it, like he didn't care

we finished eating and he asked for the bill giving the waitress a smile, i gave him a scowl

"what is your deal with me today. you get mad when i look at anyone today?" he ler out a small huff of air

"why're you mad?" i snapped back, he just frowned and crossed his arms on his chest, i gave him a fake, petty, smile

he got up and extended his hand to me, "come on let's go to the beach now before it gets too late"

we made our way out the restaurant and to a nearby pier

we sat down by the edge looking down and the water and the scenery of the night sky and the sea meeting

it was a beautiful night, there was no light pollution because we were quite isolated from any buildings, so the sky was starry. the wind from the sea was terribly cold and it tickled my nose. soonyoung noticed and gave me his coat without missing a beat. now i was wearing two coats

"what would you usually do today to celebrate her life" i looked over my should, my hair blowing in my face but i didn't care

he looked at me with a nostalgic look in his eyes, thinking back. he placed his arm over my shoulder, his actions made my heart do somersaults in my chest

"if... if we were in london" he started, "i would go to her burial site and i would out flowers all around it" he looked down at his hand, "wonwoo would also go with me. you know before we were vampires and before we met the others we used to live together in an orphanage" he chuckled, thinking of the past, "i still remember what she looks like, every time i look in the damn mirror i see her face and every time i look at wonwoo, i'm reminded of her" a tear left his eye, but he wiped it away before i had the chance to wipe it for him

"i would sit down next to her grave, with wonwoo on the other side, and we would talk to her. just like when we were young. i would talk to her about anything. hell! i even talk about you to her, i'm sure if she was still alive you two would be close friends... you would like her" he chuckled bitterly at the thought

"i'm sure she was a great person" i muttered to him, trying to at least comfort him a little

"i made her grave beautiful... she asked me to make her grave the best out of the others. she made me promise"

"it's still there?" i mumbled

"after we all turned, none of our siblings were alive because of the plague so we buried them all together" he explained as a sniffled a little

"when was the last time you saw her grave?" "last year"

i wish i could do more to comfort him, but i was more concerned why he was in a sour mood

"can you honestly tell me why you're mad?" i asked him sincerely, wanting a real answer

"why did you quit ballet?" he countered my question, his full attention was on me, i was put on the spot

"uhh i'm not answering that" i panicked and looked away from him

"if you tell me why you quit, i'll tell you why i'm mad" he was hoping for a reaction and he received one

i looked at him with a hopeful face, "really!" "no" i groaned in annoyance

"soonyoung just tell me why! if it's because of me i'll find a way to make up for it and if not then maybe i can help you get over it!" i snapped and started shaking his shoulders for an answer

i could feel the anger rising inside of him, but i didn't care, i want an answer and i will get it one way or another

he looked at me with and angry expression, his patience snapping like a weak, dry, twig

like a demon possessed him or something, his eyes becoming red. my expression changing to fear

he stood up and looked at me, he grabbed my shoulder and spoke

"you can't fix my problem areum. my problem is the seungcheol hyung confessed to you and you said you had feelings back, and vernon also confessed, and i'm in love with a 17-year-old girl" he screamed in my face

i could feel tears forming in my eyes

-soonyoung's pov-

i finally snapped

i let it all out

i told her how i felt

the worst part is that it didn't make me feel better and her eyes were tearing up

she was afraid of me

"areum i'm sorry, i shoul-" i was interrupted by the sound of her phone ringing

she got her phone from her pocket, looking at vernon's number, "hello?" she sniffled

"areum, where are you? we just got back home" i could hear him from where i was

"oh i went out with soonyoung oppa, don't worry we'll be there in a bit" she hung up, not giving him time to answer

"let's go" she started walking away from me

"areum wait- i'm sorry, i didn't mean to make you cry or to tell you like that" i grabbed onto her arm

she looked back at me and i could see the tears running down her pale cheeks. the harsh cold wind made her skin paler and her nose and cheeks become pink

it was heart-breaking

i walked closer to her, hugging her while holding the back of her head with my hand and the other on her back

she started sobbing heavily, making me feel guilty for making her feel this way. tears were threatening to fall from my eyes as well

"i promise i'll never scream at you like that ever again" i mumbled onto the top of her head

i gently grabbed her cheeks in my hands and made her look at me, her eyes were red from crying

"i'm sorry" i mumbled, "and i'm sorry i made you snap like that" she mumbled back through sniffles

i got caught up in the moment and pulled my head closer to hers our noses touching

i could see her cheeks becoming more red by my actions

i closed my eyes and unexpectedly kissed her lips

she was shocked at first but started kissing back

i pulled away once i realized what i did and stepped away from her a bit, she gently touched her lips in disbelief and a dreamy look in her eyes

-vernon's pov-

i was talking to the others when i felt a shiver run down my spine

what was that? i thought. i looked at the room around me, it felt like someone had blown air onto my neck

i shrugged it off and kept talking to my hyungs waiting in the living room for soonyoung hyung and areum

i got a strange feeling for some reason

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