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the moon and all
bad things - interlude
snsd, sunny/ofc; pg; 534 words
vampire au
so this vampire thing is turning into a whole universe. i'm reluctant to call it a series because that obliges me to do certain things (i.e. post regularly, have a plotline, actually finish what i've started), and i think this will be more like a group of interconnected stories anyway. you're welcome to write something in this universe if you want to; i only ask that you link me :)
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Sunny sips at her drink thoughtfully as she watches Seohyun weave through the crowd. She’d been thrown by the questions about her line, and Seohyun had seemed equally taken aback when Sunny confronted her about them. But she’d recovered gracefully, even with Sunny scrutinizing her, and the rest of the interview had been fairly mundane questions. Where were you born, what did you do, what is the change like; Sunny’s done this before, although this was the first time the interviewer had walked away still breathing. And why hadn’t she killed Seohyun? Maybe she’s going soft in her old age.
“Something on your mind?” comes a voice pitched far too high to be natural. The girl slides into the seat in front of her, the skin of her shoulder almost as pale as Sunny’s. She plays with her necklace purposefully, drawing attention to her neck. Experienced, then, not just some bored girl looking for a thrill.
“Maybe,” Sunny drawls. “What’s it to you?”
The girl leans forward so Sunny can see down her shirt. “I’d just like to offer my services. I’m a very good listener,” she elaborates when Sunny raises an eyebrow.
Sunny studies her for a moment. “What’s your name?”
“Saori.” She seems to notice for the first time that Sunny’s already got a drink in front of her, and a flash of disappointment crosses her face. “Are you still hungry?”
“You’re Japanese?” Sunny asks, ignoring the question.
“Half,” Saori answers, still looking disgruntled. She starts to stand up, tugging her shirt back into place. “Look, if you’re not going to-”
“Sit down.”
Saori drops back into her seat. Sunny smiles at her, and Saori extends her hand across the table. Sunny shakes her head and pulls at her until she moves over to sit next to Sunny. She tilts her head back when Sunny leans in, lips finding Saori’s pulse on instinct. She can practically taste the blood, thick and hot on her tongue. “This won’t hurt a bit,” she murmurs.
Sunny leaves ten minutes later, licking Saori’s blood from the corners of her mouth, and hails a cab to her five-star hotel. Centuries of unlife means she has nearly unlimited funds at her disposal, and Sunny’s always liked luxury. Jessica’s laying naked on the bed when she gets there, the blackout curtains already pulled shut. “Have a good night?” she asks without looking up.
“She wanted to know about our line.”
Jessica sits up straight. “Why?”
Sunny shrugs and pulls her dress over her head. “Not sure. She didn’t seem like the vampire-hunting type, but who knows what that even looks like anymore?” She goes into the bathroom and turns on the shower.
“I’ll tell Donghae to keep an eye on her.” Jessica yawns and slips under the covers. “Don’t wake me up when you come to bed.”
“No promises,” Sunny calls as she steps into the spray of water. Even from another room she can tell that Jessica’s flipping her off. She tilts her head back under the water, letting her hair get completely wet, and stares at the condensation on the glass door. “Seohyun-ah,” she murmurs, tracing the hangul with a fingertip. “What do you want from me?”
concrit → pm or dadilada@gmail
bad things - interlude
snsd, sunny/ofc; pg; 534 words
vampire au
so this vampire thing is turning into a whole universe. i'm reluctant to call it a series because that obliges me to do certain things (i.e. post regularly, have a plotline, actually finish what i've started), and i think this will be more like a group of interconnected stories anyway. you're welcome to write something in this universe if you want to; i only ask that you link me :)
title
previous | next | universe masterpost
Sunny sips at her drink thoughtfully as she watches Seohyun weave through the crowd. She’d been thrown by the questions about her line, and Seohyun had seemed equally taken aback when Sunny confronted her about them. But she’d recovered gracefully, even with Sunny scrutinizing her, and the rest of the interview had been fairly mundane questions. Where were you born, what did you do, what is the change like; Sunny’s done this before, although this was the first time the interviewer had walked away still breathing. And why hadn’t she killed Seohyun? Maybe she’s going soft in her old age.
“Something on your mind?” comes a voice pitched far too high to be natural. The girl slides into the seat in front of her, the skin of her shoulder almost as pale as Sunny’s. She plays with her necklace purposefully, drawing attention to her neck. Experienced, then, not just some bored girl looking for a thrill.
“Maybe,” Sunny drawls. “What’s it to you?”
The girl leans forward so Sunny can see down her shirt. “I’d just like to offer my services. I’m a very good listener,” she elaborates when Sunny raises an eyebrow.
Sunny studies her for a moment. “What’s your name?”
“Saori.” She seems to notice for the first time that Sunny’s already got a drink in front of her, and a flash of disappointment crosses her face. “Are you still hungry?”
“You’re Japanese?” Sunny asks, ignoring the question.
“Half,” Saori answers, still looking disgruntled. She starts to stand up, tugging her shirt back into place. “Look, if you’re not going to-”
“Sit down.”
Saori drops back into her seat. Sunny smiles at her, and Saori extends her hand across the table. Sunny shakes her head and pulls at her until she moves over to sit next to Sunny. She tilts her head back when Sunny leans in, lips finding Saori’s pulse on instinct. She can practically taste the blood, thick and hot on her tongue. “This won’t hurt a bit,” she murmurs.
Sunny leaves ten minutes later, licking Saori’s blood from the corners of her mouth, and hails a cab to her five-star hotel. Centuries of unlife means she has nearly unlimited funds at her disposal, and Sunny’s always liked luxury. Jessica’s laying naked on the bed when she gets there, the blackout curtains already pulled shut. “Have a good night?” she asks without looking up.
“She wanted to know about our line.”
Jessica sits up straight. “Why?”
Sunny shrugs and pulls her dress over her head. “Not sure. She didn’t seem like the vampire-hunting type, but who knows what that even looks like anymore?” She goes into the bathroom and turns on the shower.
“I’ll tell Donghae to keep an eye on her.” Jessica yawns and slips under the covers. “Don’t wake me up when you come to bed.”
“No promises,” Sunny calls as she steps into the spray of water. Even from another room she can tell that Jessica’s flipping her off. She tilts her head back under the water, letting her hair get completely wet, and stares at the condensation on the glass door. “Seohyun-ah,” she murmurs, tracing the hangul with a fingertip. “What do you want from me?”
concrit → pm or dadilada@gmail