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Now Playing; Bad Desire (With Or Without You) by Enhypen

"But you don't just hate me.. do you?" Eunha was striking every nerve in his body. "Tell me why you hate me."     "It's not that fucking simple." San was trying to keep his cool and act like he didn't care, when both of them knew he did.      Eunha raised herself, faces inches from each other. "Nothing has ever been simple since the moment I met you."      "You don't know what it's like to have the one person you thought loved you betray you.." His voice was low, he tried to hide the crack in his voice as his chest grew heavy and behind his eyes stung.      "Yes, I do, San." Their eyes didn't break contact and he struggled with himself on the inside. "I loved Soojin.. and he killed my family."     "It doesn't matter, I'm too far gone. Just accept me as the evil monster you see me as."      "I don't see you as a monster, but a scared man hiding behind the four walls you've built over the last two hundred years.." San felt his heart skip a beat from her words. "Why is it so bad you open up to me?" "I've hurt you, I've done horrible things. You're supposed to hate me the way I hate you. That's it." "But you don't hate me for the reason you say you do." He growled at her words. "You think you know everything, don't you? Humor me then." "Okay, you say all of this started because of me snooping through your diary, which I believe." Eunha stared up at his face, his expression was a mixture of anger and confusion. "But what I don't believe is it's the sole reason for your behavior. You're feelings have been changing for me, and you try to hide it with excuses. Unless you're just childish enough to hold it over my head for the rest of my life." "You're making me want to rip you're throat out." His fangs were bared at her, but she wasn't afraid. "Then do it. Prove me wrong." "No!" He snapped at her, he couldn't bring himself to do it, and that enraged him. "I'm not going to kill you." "Then kiss me." San didn't even hesitate, shoving her head back into the pillow with his lips attached to hers. This kiss was different. San let go of her one wrist, hand coming to rest on her face while the other intertwined their fingers. Her free hand came up to run through his hair but he shoved it to the mattress, sliding his hand up her arm and lacing their fingers together.      The kiss made sparks fly through their veins, his control started to slip and panic filled him. He was gone in an instant, leaving his ghost against her lips.      Her eyes shot open and she watched him turn away for the door. She found herself reaching out for his arm, leaning towards him. She missed him as he was too far and fell towards the floor.      San whipped around and caught her, surprising both of them.      She was right. Weeks ago he would have let her hit the floor for her own stupidity, but he couldn't, wouldn't allow her to get more hurt than she was, because this was his fault.     The vampire lifted her and sat her back in her spot, placing the duvet where it was originally. She didn't say anything, but she didn't have to, her mind spoke to him in a way no one else's did.      "Don't make this harder than it has to be."     San went to leave again, but she succeeded in grabbing his arm this time. "Please, lay with me. I don't want to be alone.."      He stared at the door, letting her words sink in. "San, please. We don't have to make contact, just stay until I fall asleep."      San gave it a few moments to think about, but ultimately he removed her hand from his wrist and continued his venture to the door.      However, a soft sob came from behind and made him stop in his tracks. A heaviness in his chest set in and filled him with dread. His eyes fell from the door to the floor and he took a deep breath.      Eunha cried into her palms, senses filling with fear, anxiety, and sadness. They all hit at once, overwhelming her.      San tried to stop himself from turning around, but he did anyway as his eyes fell on the human. Her face was pressed into her hands, trying to muffle her cries.      There was a dip in the bed that made her look over, seeing the vampire laid beside her staring at the ceiling. "Don't cry."      Eunha laid back against the pillows and did the same, letting the silence engulf them.     The tears eventually dried up, she was able to calm herself and let the drowsiness over take her. She rolled onto her side, facing the vampire and giving him one more look before she closed her eyes.      San was still staring at the ceiling, thoughts raving through his mind. He noticed her movement, waiting a moment to look at her.      He imagined her to be staring at him, but her eyes were closed. He listened to her heart, she was still awake but slowly falling asleep.      The vampire waited for her to completely drift off before he shifted to his side. He watched her for a while, noticing how peaceful she looked while she slept.      Something he never noticed. He never wanted to notice.      Conflict rose in him, tangling the hate in his heart with the sudden overwhelming attractiveness towards the mortal.       He couldn't let this happen.

     Wooyoung didn't leave her side the first couple of days, staying snuggled to her in the bed. He helped her bathe and told her funny stories. They forced her on bed rest and she wasn't even able to left on her own. Yeosang showed up and made the younger vampire leave, curling up beside of her in the place where he once was. "I found the one you wanted." He held up a book as he made himself comfortable.      She looked up at him, studying his face. His blonde locks were getting longer. "How come you don't age, but your hair and nails grow?"     "I'm not sure. I think it's the same with our heart still beating." Yeosang caressed her face, staring longingly.      "Can you.." She paused for a moment. "Can you use your flair?"     "If you want me to." Eunha nodded in response. "Where do you want to go?"     "I want to be on your Pirate Ship. I want to see the ocean from the view all of you had for years." Yeosang smiled at her, caressing her cheek.      "You're wish is my command." Eunha felt like she was sucked into his eyes and transported into a cabin. Her attire screamed pirate, as did the small room.      Eunha exited out the only door, finding herself on the deck of a ship. Her eyes immediately spotted the open waves, she ran to the rail and gazed upon it. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" "I would give anything to see this view everyday." Eunha didn't turn her eyes away, Yeosang approaching her. Just then, a boy ran behind them carrying a wooden crate full of bottles. She noticed and tore her gaze from the sea to the boy who ran by. He looked vaguely familiar.      She followed him, almost getting knocked down by a man that walked by her with importance. She weaves around him, stopping to look at Yeosang who chuckled at her. "Are you okay?"     "Can they see me?"      "No, this is one of my memories." He explained and she nodded in response, turning her attention to the man that walked by.      He was tall and had broad shoulders. The black hair was at ear length and styled down. He walked up to one of the crewman and barked an order at him. The man turned in her direction and stalked towards her.      It was Seonghwa. He was wearing a large coat and a similar attire as he wore around the castle. The look in his face was familiar, she seen it her first few weeks at the castle.      Eunha's heart rate picked up as he came closer, almost as if he was staring right at her. He stepped through her and towards another crewman, proceeding to yell at him. "He's the Boatswain, he runs everything for Hongjoong, who is our captain. Seonghwa is the master of The Mist."     "The Mist?"      "That's the name of our ship. Hongjoong and Seonghwa bought her straight from the market, she had never had a crew aboard. It was a little after Yunho was turned I think."      Seonghwa marched over to the on-deck cannons, where a man dressed in all black was squatted over, working with something. He stood up and faced the vampire, showing his face to her. It was San. His blonde and curly locks fell down a little ways past his shoulders.      They spoke for a moment before another man with shirt, black hair joined them, so tall she knew automatically it was Yunho without even seeing his face. They seemed to joke about something because both San and Yunho began to laugh, as did Seonghwa.      Eunha stared at San, a unknowing feeling dwindling in the pit of her stomach. His smile lit fire in her veins and sent cold chills down her skin.      Yeosang approached her again, standing beside of her. "San is our Master Gunner, in charge of the fire power, and Yunho is our Quatermaster. His job is basically boarding other ships and choosing what to take, he's our strongest crewman."      Eunha caught sight of the boy who ran by them earlier, he was carrying another wooden crate but it was full of medical supplies. He headed towards the lower deck and passed by them again. She was able to see his face this time, it was Mingi, but younger and more frail. He couldn't be more than eighteen. He too had very long hair, black as night. She could see the ponytail sticking from under his bandana.      "Mingi wasn't a vampire yet?" Eunha couldn't remember if she ever heard how Mingi became immortal, or how he met them. But she knew he was the last one to join while they were still pirates.      "No, he was actually just another crewman at the time. Our best one at that." Yeosang smiled while they watched him disappear. "We needed a medic because our crew kept dying because of illness or battle. We stopped in Korea for resources and a boy—barely an adult—came up to us and asked to join our crew. He had experience with medicine and wounds, so we hired him."     "Seonghwa!"      A voice from above them snapped their attention towards him.      All eyes were on him. Everyone stopped what they were doing. Seonghwa turned around to look at him, the man motioned for him to meet him on the top deck.      Seonghwa passed through her again, but she didn't even falter, she was too busy staring at the man.      He wore a white shirt with a brown leather vest, chains hanging from his chest and his belt, an array of weapons with it. There was a hat sitting in the railing in front of him, allowing his short blonde hair to shine white in the sun.      It wasn't too short, just enough to fly in his face when the wind hits him.      His eyes scanned the lower deck, for a moment he stopped on her presence before looking away. "Well? What're ya doin? Get back to work!"     Their accents were different and they spoke in a tone she wasn't familiar with. She turned back to the vampire who stood beside of her. "So, are you only here with me, or are you actually doing what you were doing in the memory?"      Eunha didn't remember if she saw Yeosang about, but she didn't pay close attention.      "Oh, I'm here for both. I'm the Sailing Master, I can reads maps and distinguish directions by the stars. In other words, I steer the ship." She gawked at him.      "Okay, I thought being the captain was awesome, but that sounds way better!" Yeosang grabbed her hand and led her in the direction Seonghwa walked.      He took her up the steps and onto the top deck. She caught sight of the ocean as they went up and she smiled.      Seonghwa and Hongjoong were conversing with another blonde man, hands wrapped around the wheel that controlled the ship. His locks were well past his shoulders and almost reached his lower back.      He had the top pieces in a bun, similarly styled like a Korean prince. But he was heavily dressed like the others.      Yeosang turned to face her as they walked towards the captains quarters. His face was in full view, no hair to cover his face. As they drew closer, she noticed the red mark beside of his left eye.      She had never seen it before, because his bangs were always in his face. She turned to face the real him and moved the hair away where the mark would be.      There it was. It was beside of his eye and even connected to his eyelids. "I didn't know you had this."     "It's not something I'm confident about."      "Yeosang. You're perfect. You honestly remind me of a god. This mark is beautiful, I love it." She could see the sadness in his eyes. "It makes you different, unique."     Yeosang gave her a heartwarming smile. "I think very highly of you, so I will take your words into consideration."      "Should we head back? I don't want you to waste too much of your energy."      "If it's for you, it wouldn't be a waste."