It was quiet between San and Seonghwa even though they lagged a good few feet behind the two women they were following.

San hated it. But he also didn't want Seonghwa to start asking questions he was sure he wasn't ready to answer. He knew the werewolf was still stunned. How could he not be, he had lied about... well everything. Even his damn name.

San bites down hard on his lip and clenches his fist which were buried in the pocket of his jacket, digging his nails into his palm. It doesn't matter now, he tells himself, not when you're so close to seeing Wooyoung again.

Wooyoung.

It'd been so long since he'd even actually thought about him. Well, only a few days but prior to meeting Seonghwa he had never gone a single day without thinking about him. Missing him. Crying until his head ached.

Nothing else mattered.

That is until Seonghwa swooped in and for a while he felt.. light. He felt free.

He glances at Seonghwa for half a second using the corner of his eyes and he notices how clenched his jaw was. Eyes trained forward and a certain intensity in them.

As the 4 of them made their way through the forest eventually they begin hearing.. music? Loud thumping music like some kind of festival. Whatever the case may be San knew it was important to keep his guard up. He's a foreigner in a strange land following 2 random women, one of which tried right kill him a moment ago. It's been one risk after another but he couldn't back out now, not when he was so close.

The music gets louder as they get closer and they finally arrive at giant stone walls stretching down on either side of the large metal gates. At the gate was a little booth which had 2 guards stationed. At the sight of Chaelin and Jiyoung one of them immediately begins turning the giant lever and the gate slowly slides open.

San glances at the men as they pass and they look at him, eyes narrowed in confusion. Once inside his eyes widens a little as he slowly took in his environment. Tall buildings lined the streets with green or yellow lights illuminating the pathways. The place was quite run down and grungy but still quite fascinating.

(Think the undercity from arcane)

There were little stalls where various things were being sold on either side of the street, from jewelry to nearly rotting food. And there were people, lots of people. Their eyes watching them as they walked past.

It was strange because they weren't all werewolves. Some were faeries, vampires, giants, and dwarfs. He even spotted a couple drows. What is this place?

The pathway was filty and had empty bottles thrown about or garbage littered on the ground. Don't get him started on the smell. People looked at them as they walked but would soon look away, continuing on with their business.

They walked past a dark alley but San could make out what looked to be two vampires... drinking from each other. One had their face in the other's neck and one held the other's wrist to his lips. Both males look at up him upon sensing they were being stared at, eyes blood red and fangs dripping. San quickly looks away and walks a little faster, a chill running down his spine.

"Oh god, I forgot tonight is New Moon Madness" Chaeline whoops as they arrive at a building. It looked no more different than the rest of the run down structures in the city but this one had different music thumping from the inside. A large neon sign of a cat with a witch's hat hung in front.

"You and your obsession with drinking" Jiyoung says flatly after knocking a few times on the door.

"W-what's New Moon Madness?" San asks, his curiosity getting the better of him. If he was going into some strange building he deserved to at least know what was going on.

"Once a month Taemin throws a party on the night of a new moon. This is his club slash brothel slash opium den" Jiyoung explains.

"You should see the orgy parties he throws on nights of a blood moon" Chaelin adds with a grin, looking right at Seonghwa. The male shifts uncomfortably.

Just then an eye slit on the door slides open, and a man with thick eye brows looks at them. He had a scar over his left eye and the color in that eye was a murky grey as supposed to the other eye which was dark brown.

"Jiyoung, Chaelin. You're back" He comments, voice gruff and deep. "And you brought snacks?" His gaze shifts to the boys beside them.

San swallows at his saliva. It didn't help that he was so hungry and thirsty at the same time. "They want to speak to Taemin" Jiyoung responds, hands behind her back, her posture straight. She carried herself so prim and proper it was almost kind of amusing to San considering where she resides.

The man pulls back and shuts the eye slit then a series of locks opens and the door slides open. The giant of a man stood there, holding the door open. "Welcome" He greets as Chaelin steps in followed by Jiyoung then San and Seonghwa.

It's a party alright, San thinks to himself as he winces. There were lost of people dancing, drinking, kissing, fucking, feeding and everything in between. It was all so stimulating. It was dimly lit with neon lights flashing about. Music pounded in his ears and he nearly lost the two women in the crowd at the overwhelming environment.

(Something like this I guess? Except a lot more packed with people)

Sweaty bodies rubbed against him uncomfortably and he even feels a hand smack his ass as he walked past. He jolts and snaps his head around prepared to kick the shit out of whoever that was but he feels Seonghwa take him by the wrist, pulling him along. He simply follows, not having the energy to put up with any of this.

The smell of blood was everywhere. And it drove him insane. They walk past a vampire feeding on a werewolf along the wall, her head thrown back in a pleasured smile with another woman's face in her neck. San snaps his gaze away and try to control his breathing. He follows after Seonghwa, the werewolves hand still around his wrist.

They ascend up some metal stairs to the second level where there was much less people but his breathing was still laboured as he fought back the urge to jump the nearest living person and drain them down. Seonghwa slides his hand into San's and gives him a squeeze.

"Calm down" He says in his ear and San almost still didn't ear him over the music. He nods shakily, eyes still trained to the ground.

They arrive at a room and Jiyoung pushes the door open, ushering for everyone to get in before she closes the door behind her. Inside was a dimly lit room with a few couches in it. People lying around on it with a dazed look on their faces. There was some sort of smoky substance fogging the room and San coughs a little.

"Red ice, it's an inhalant. Hell of a drug. Gets you high as shit for a few hours" Chaelin chuckles and she goes to tap one of the men's cheek. "You good, Mad Dog?" She laughs when he looks at her with half lidded eyes and grunts faintly. "They'll be fine" She comments after looking around at the other people knocked out by the drug.

San grimaces at the sight. People here do this to themselves for fun? In what world would he ever put himself in such a vulnerable state for recreation. It looked like they were fully conscious but didn't have control of their own bodies.

"We should proceed. Inhale too much and we could end up like them" Jiyoung keeps walking, leading them past some bead curtains to another room.

In the room was a large rounded couch with a table in the middle. There were more people but they were playing cards and laughing hard at something just as they entered.

"Taemin" Jiyoung calls out and one the younger males on the couch looks up at the call of his name. He had a dark straight hair with white highlights in it. Heavy eyeliner surrounding his eyes accenting his light almond colored eyes. Tattoos of feathers and several other symbols stood out against his white skin. He was shirtless and had a girl resting her head on his thighs while he held his wrist up against her mouth allowing her to drink from him.

(Taemin)

So this is Taemin. He looks exactly how I pictured he would. San says in his head.

The laughter on Taemin's lips slowly falls once he notices the two strangers behind the women. Everyone else also turn their attention to them.

"If you wanted to have a foursome this room is taken" Taemin mutters, a small hint of amusement in his voice as he pets the girl's head on his lap The room chuckles and Chaelin flips him off with a scowl then goes to steal the cigarette from the pixie looking woman seated beside Taemin.

"Fuck you" She curses right as she takes a long drag and lets out a big puff of smoke. "If I had my way I would've drained them down in the woods.

"They are here to speak to you. The elf one possesses Hwasa's celestial stone" Jiyoung elaborates. This catches Taemin's attention because he freezes and looks up at Jiyoung. Then he looks over at San who couldn't help but shrivel back at his intimidating aura. Something about him was so... powerful. Yet entrancing.

"Actually I'm a drow.. dark elf" His voice gets smaller with all the eyes on him.

"He's hot" A male faery speaks up from where he was laying in the couch. A small grin in his lips as he watches San, eyes darkening a little.

"You think everyone with a dick is hot" A woman comments beside him. She too is a faery.

Taemin pulls back his wrist and stands up, the girl grunts with a pout at how rough he pushes her off his lap. "Let me see" He says and San quickly pulls out the red stone from his pocket, showing it to Taemin who steps closer to him. He tries to take it from San but he closes his hand and pulls his arm behind his back.

"You can have it once you help me with something" He says, gaze firm.

Taemin cocks his head to the side, a little bewildered that this stranger showed up at his door and was already trying to negotiate with him. "Let. Me. See" He repeats and the room becomes deathly quiet. But San clenches his jaw and even steps up closer to his face.

"Listen, I know you're supposed to be this eminent formidable witch but frankly I don't give a shit about all that. I came here with a request" He breathes out darkly.

"Oouu" The pixie girl coos. "I like him" She giggles behind her hand.

Taemin also couldn't help but snort out a laugh. "You're quite the character. I could make your heart stop beating inside your chest with zero effort without even touching you yet you're so bold to speak to me as such?"

San swallows the phantom stone in his chest at the.. threat, but he doesn't let himself waver.

"You know what Hyuna, I think I kinda like him too" He says back at the pixie. "What's your name?" He asks with a slight arch in his brow.

(Hyuna)

"San" He answers warily.

"Ok, San. I'll listen to what you have to say"

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