(A/N: just a reminder that drows mainly speak drowic but many of them can also speak up to a hundred languages. Dialogue that is italicized means it's spoken in drowic)

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San held Wooyoung's hand tight as they walked into town, Ioda leading them forward. People watched them with confusion, some anger, others fear.

"Vampires?"

"What the hell? What's going on?"

San couldn't help but shrivel under their gazes but Wooyoung pulls him closer to his side as if to remind him he wasn't alone.

Ioda, as well as a few other guards, escort them towards the town's general assembly hall. San knew because he'd walked these streets a million times. Though it's been so long, close to nothing had changed. He felt like he was just here the day before.

All the tents and huts were exactly where they've always been. All the trees, and shrubbery. All the toys that layed out in front of people's homes, forgotten, from kids who'd been playing outside the previous day. Colored chalk marking the sidewalks with silly drawings, and it brought back so much memories. San smiled faintly to himself. But then he stands straighter as he remembered why he was even there in the first place. If or when Jaejoong does lauch a surprise attack on Lloth he had to warn the. He had protect everyone.

They arrive at the assembly hall, a big hut built entirely of wood, straw and other hard harvested materials. Ioda holds the curtain aside, urging the small group of males to go inside. They do and Ioda follows behind them.

"San, as much as I'd love to smother you and spend the rest of the day chatting and asking all my burning questions, there procedures I must follow. I'm still head general of defense so I must go report to the assembly right away. You'll all have to stay here for now. I have guards in front of the entrance if you need anything" He looks to San, an apologetic look on his face. "Please understand"

San quickly nods. "Yeah, yeah I get it. You don't have to apologize, protocols and all. We can wait. I just- there's just something urgent I have to share so if you could pull some strings and call an assembly meeting.."

Ioda nods, a small smile grows on his lips. "I'll see what I can do" He turns to leave and San quickly steps forward and lightly touches his arm. The man turns again, surprised.

"I was wondering.. how's Yunho? Is he.. doing ok?" San asks nervously while wringing his hands.

Ioda doesn't say anything for a second too long. "He's alright. He went hunting early this morning with a few other people but he should be back soon"

San breathes out a sigh of relief. "Ok. That's good"

Ioda pats his shoulder, flashes one last smile, then disappears past the drapes over the entrance. They were alone.

"I hope everything works out" Jongho speaks up first, settling down on a wooden stool and leaning on the large table. Junkyu follows his lead and goes to sit down as well.

"It's ok" San reassures, running a hand through his hair. "It'll all be ok" He looks over at Wooyoung who was too busy taking a look around the room at the different paintings and statues lining the walls.

The prince slowly made his way down the line, taking his time to look at each one. San follows him. "What are you doing?" He asks playfully, standing beside him and looking at the life size wooden statue of a female drow that Wooyoung was now observing.

"Just.. taking in your culture" He say with a small grin them glances at San before looking back at the statue. "What does it say?" He asks as he reaches forwards and brushes the carving of some words on the woman's shoulder which he was pretty sure was written in drowic.

"Chan e droch rud a th' ann an eagal an-còmhnaidh. Bheir e misneachd dhuinn a dhol an aghaidh aimhreit agus an sealladh airson a sheachnadh" San reads outloud and Wooyoung couldn't help but find it so incredibly attractive whenever he spoke his native tongue.

"It's a bit... difficult to translate it directly to Korean because it kinda doesn't really make any sense" San laughs. "But it pretty much reads somewhere along the lines of 'fear isn't always a bad thing. It grants us the courage to face hardships and the foresight to avoid it'"

"And she quoted it?" Wooyoung asks, eyeing the blank eyes of the statuette.

"Yeah. Haeun the serpent. She's one of Lloth's great leaders. Died like a bazillion years ago though. I grew up on stories about her" San shrugs.

"Tell me. I wanna know everything" Wooyoung looks at him with genuine interest. His grey eyes sparkling and shifting under the sunlight that streams in through the windows.

San smiles a little at his eagerness to learn about his heritage and culture. It was adorable. He leans forward and presses a soft chaste kiss on his lips. But before he could pull back Wooyoung quickly places a hand behind his neck holding him in place and deepening the kiss.

San wanted to pull back because obviously they weren't alone in the room and he didn't want the other 3 males to get uncomfortable but damn it was Wooyoung's lips so addicting. He couldn't help but melt into the kiss.

Wooyoung's hand slides up and under his shirt and San shivers his own fingers buried in Wooyoung's thick dark hair. His mind was fogged up as Wooyoung's skittish touches causes the hairs on the back of his neck to rise.

"We're here too" Jongho calls out in annoyance. "These two. Just can't keep their hands off each other for one minute" He mutters and Seonghwa chuckles to himself as he directs his attention to a large oil painting hanging on the wall. Because as much as he'd decided to let San go it was still somewhat awkward having to witness them kiss and flirt.

Wooyoung and San pull back with a breathy sighs but still held each other closer. Wooyoung squeezes San's hips, bringing him even closer against him and he looks at Jongho with a teasing expression. "Are you jelly?" He wiggles his brows at his brother and grips San's ass as if to say 'He's mine'.

San pushes out of his hold, an embarrassed redness creeping up his neck. "Ok! That's enough" He calls out, shooting Wooyoung a glare with which the prince just flashes a toothy grin.

"San are you gonna kick his ass or should I?" Jongho asks, a disapproving look on his face.

Before San could respond the drapes are pulled aside and someone comes walking in. "So you're really alive huh" Sehyoon says once he locks eyes with San, his hand held behind his back as he'd always done while working. He hadn't changed much. His hair was a little longer than San remembered and he now had small hoop earrings adorning both tapered elf ears.

"Sehyoon" San breaths out with a smile, stepping forward and rushing to hug the older male.

"Stop" Sehyoon holds a hand up, stopping him. His expression stoic and not a single hint of amusement on his face. San's smile slowly fell. "I was instructed to escort you all to a different room to freshen up. There's been an emergency assembly meeting called and we're preparing for it. Once it's time, someone will get you from your rooms"

San doesn't say anything, he just watches him, completely shocked at his reaction. He thought he'd be happy to see him. That he'd envelope him in a hug like he used to when they were younger. Then proceed to tease him like an older brother. But Sehyoon didn't look at him with brotherly love. He looked at him with... scorn and repulsion. "S-sehyoo.."

"Turn around" Sehyoon cuts, taking off the handcuffs strapped to his belt. Four more guards come lining in with cuffs as well. San was in complete disbelief.

"What? What's with the handcuffs, we did nothing wrong" Seonghwa speaks up, brows furrowed as he fights against the hold one of the drows had on his arm.

"Just a precaution. 3 out of 5 of you are vampires and considered highly dangerous in Lloth"

"So you think we're just gonna up and attack people for the hell of it? Like we're animals or something?" Wooyoung was livid. He pulls his arm away from the drow guard. "And he's half drow. You're gonna lock him up too?"

Sehyoon roughly takes San's wrist and clasps the cuff around it then spins him around, pushing him against the table aggressively then clasps his other wrist. "Like I said, a precaution"

Wooyoung nearly lunged at him at that. "Wooyoung. It's ok. Let's just go with it. I'm fine" He forces a smile. But Wooyoung could see that he was trying so hard to fight back his tears. His eyes were glossy and his lip quivered ever so slightly but he refused to let them fall.

Wooyoung bit the inside of his cheek and stopped resisting allowing them to cuff his arms behind his back as well.

"And don't try anything stupid like running away. I've ordered all the guards; shoot to kill. Let's go" He pushes San forward and the other men drag the boys along.

Wooyoung had a deep frown on his lips and had to bite his tongue as they led all 5 males out of the room and down a path.

San dipped his head forward, trying to control his breathing and stop his tears from falling. Eventually they arrive at a much smaller hut. "You three.." Sehyoon points at Wooyoung, Jongho and San. "You'll be staying here. The hut will be heavily guarded so.. keep that in mind"

He then looks at Junkyu and Seonghwa. "You two will be staying somewhere else. Jeno, lead them off" The one holding Junkyu's arm nods and begins leading the way, pulling the merman along.

"Yah! H-hey you can't do that!" Jongho protests, his eyes wide as they pulled Junkyu away. The merman looks back him with worry. "What the hell is your problem? We haven't done anything wrong. Why are you separating us?"

"It's important we separate the vampires so we can keep an eye on you. Nothing personal" Sehyoon says monotonously as he unlocks their handcuffs.

"Jongho!" Junkyu calls out farther down the street. "Don't worry about me, I'll be ok!"

"Just stick to Seonghwa's side ok?! I'll find you as soon as I can!" Jongho's calls back to him.

Within minutes they were inside the hut with 3 beds and some fresh clothes on each bed. Jongho groans outloud. "I knew it was a bad idea coming here. These people hate us. They won't give a shit about what we have to say"

"Ioda remembered and still cares about me"

"He's different. From what you were saying he was like a guardian to you, of course he still cares. We need to get the fuck out of here before they end up executing us for the hell of it" Jongho snaps.

"No" San says firmly. "I'm not turning my back on my people. Not again" He gaze was strong and unyielding as he stared Jongho in the eyes.

Wooyoung sighs and came standing between them, before they began fighting. He places his hands on both sides of San's neck, his thumbs gently stroking his cheeks, and looks at him lovingly. "We won't go anywhere until we've done what we came here to do. You have my word" He says in a soft reassuring voice and San relaxes into his touch. He nods and smiles weakly at the vampire prince.

Jongho sighs and throws his arms in the air out of exasperation. Then he goes and falls face first on the closest bed.

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This pic makes me cry y'all. like sani is saur cute and woo makes me wanna do cartwheels off a very tall building