Seonghwa was surprised at how chill and lax San's reaction was when be explained why he'd be gone. He was prepared to watch him get flustered and awkward but he seemed to have almost... expected it?

He'd even offered to bring him food to his room over the next few days while waiting out his rut, which of course he was glad for.

Guess I worried over nothing, he thought to himself as he slowly arrived at the assigned hut he'd been stayed at. He pulls the door open and froze, eyes wide and his expression held one of confusion. The first thing he noticed was the smell of cinnamon that returned, next was the newcomer.

Because in his room was the first vampire prince himself, Hongjoong. The shorter male was busy tidying up the second vacant bed when the sound of the door swinging open causes him to snap his head in the direction of the entrance.

Their eyes meet and Hongjoong's expression shifts to that of contempt before he turns his attention back to the bed.

"Why the hell are you here?" Seonghwa's voice comes out bitter. His brows furrowed, eyes narrowed in annoyance and the corners of his lips dipped down into a frown. There had been a second bed in the hut since the first day he slept here but because Wooyoung and San stayed together as well as Jongho and Junkyu so that left him alone in a room with an empty bed. Which he was more than glad for knowing his rut was coming up.

"Don't speak to me" Hongjoong growls at him in a low voice, his eyes flashing dangerously and Seonghwa was taken back but he quickly composes himself. No way was he letting this prick keep walking all over him.

"I asked you a question" Seonghwa's voice drops an octave as he sped walked closer to Hongjoong until he's standing directly behind him.

Hongjoong immediately stops his work of making the bed and stands up straight. He turns around with ice cold eyes and a gaze deadly enough to turn a person to stone. "Are you stupid or what? I said don't speak to me. And watch your tone" He glares up at the werewolf.

"And I said, why the hell are you here?" Seonghwa repeats, milky grey eyes strong and unyielding as he stared down at the shorter male.

Hongjoong felt his lip twitch and he had to remind himself to breath as Wooyoung's words of warning to behave kept replaying in his head. He takes a deep breath, counts to 3 in his head and attempts to push past Seonghwa. The werewolf abruptly grabs him by the wrist in order to pull him back but he froze, his eyes widening.

Because the very second their skins touched it was like every synapse in his brain lit up and his breath got caught in his throat. Goosebumps form on his arms and down his spine and blood rushes to his groin in one burst. His eyes were large and mouth dry.

Hongjoong glares at him, fury in his eyes. He pulls his arm back and nearly threw a nasty punch, square against his jaw. Almost. "Don't ever touch me again" He growls, his fangs bared, whites of his eyes red and dark veins around his sockets. He looked menacing.

He turns around and walked out, black hair swishing and glistening a little as he practically stomped out of the room. And the whole time Seonghwa stood there completely bewildered. He flinches a little when the door slams shut and rattles the little decorative carvings on the walls. He looks down at his hard on pressing against his pants and he winces as he goes to sit on his bed.

"Fuck. You've gotta be kidding me..." He mutters in disbelief as he ran his hands over his face, rubbing his eyes tiredly and running his fingers through his messy hair. He couldn't decide what was worse, the fact that his mate is Jaejoong's son and a vampire or that said vampire mate hates his guts.

Seonghwa blows out a shaky breath as he steps out of the shower. He took a spontaneous, unplanned, cold shower to get rid of his boner caused by touching Hongjoong. It worked but just barely.

It was especially due to the fact that his rut was about to start. He knew he'd have to find San and get him to pull some strings so he'd get a room to himself. There was no telling what'd he'd do if he spent another minute alone with Hongjoong.

Seonghwa pulls back the bathroom door to return back to the shared room while he absentmindedly ran a small towel over his head in an attempt to dry his wet hair. That very same smell of cinnamon greets him and he looks up to see that the prince had returned.

He soon realized that the smell must be his mate's pheromones. Typically a werewolf can only detect and respond to pheromones of his/her mate. Werewolf omegas would consciously and intentionally release their pheromones in order to find their mates. But since Hongjoong's a vampire, Seonghwa wasn't even sure the man knew his pheromones were being secreted in waves. Constantly. Or if he knew how to control it the way werewolves could. It made his head spin and his breathing to become labored.

Hongjoong doesn't even look at him, he simply ignores his presence, turning the page on one of the books he'd found in one of the dresser drawers.

Seonghwa eyes his thin body on the bed. He was laying on his stomach, his elbows digging into the sheets as he read. Shoes off, exposing his dainty feet and trousers hugging and sitting low on his hips. His shirt had rose up and revealed a thin strip of flush peachy skin on his lower back. His figure delicate and almost effeminate. His thighs thin and slender. And his ass..

Seonghwa's boner returns and he growls under his breath in annoyance as he goes to his bed to throw his clothes on and get the hell out of there.

At the sound of his annoyed growl Hongjoong glances over at him with his own annoyed glare but couldnt help but gawk. He silently eyes the werewolf's naked upper half. His chest toned and body lean. Droplets of water tracking down his slightly tan chest and stopping at the towel around his hips.

He quickly averted his eyes and goes back to reading when Seonghwa looks up at him. It was awkwardly quiet and tense, neither males wanting to speak first.

Seonghwa was fully dressed within minutes though and he walks out of the room, unable to bare the overwhelming scent coming off Hongjoong mixed with the hateful aura said male was also emitting.

He closes the door a little too hard behind him and rushes past the guard in front of his door who he looks at him in confusion then rushes after him. Seonghwa beelines for San's hut.

Upon arriving there he completely forgets to knock and pushes the door open, walking in on San seated on Wooyoung's thighs. Both vampires shirtless and making out, with clothed hips slowly moving against each other.

The unexpected entry causes San to pull himself off Wooyoung with a quickness he didn't even know he was capable of. Seonghwa's cheeks reddens and he instinctively tries to pull the door close. "Yah! What the hell!" San curses outloud, draping his arm over his chest to try and cover his nakedness.

"I'm so sorry!" Seonghwa calls out through the door, blushing madly and cringing at his mistake of walking in on them.

Wooyoung is laughing hard now as he falls back onto the bed. San glares at him and hurriedly climbs off the bed to retrieve his top from the floor. "Stop laughing. You're so annoying" He mumbles as he throws his tunic on.

"Seonghwa, you can come in. Sorry about that" He says with a sigh as he pulls back the door to reveal the taller dark haired male.

Seonghwa shakes his head. "No it's my bad. I just forgot to knock" He says with a strained chuckle as he scratches the back of his neck, while he quietly avoided San's eyes.

A silence settles.

"Well.. did you wanna ask me something?" San asks warily whilst leaning on the door frame.

"Yes. I was wondering if there's anyway I could get my own room or something. I'm staying with Hongjoong and you know my uh-" He hesitates when he remembered Wooyoung was back inside the room and was likely listening in on their conversation. "The thing we talked about is coming so it'd be better if no one else was around" He looks down at him with hope filled eyes.

San gives him a look of uncertainty. "I'll try and see if I get someone to find a spare hut or tent for you. Though it was hard enough convincing them to let us stay in pairs, something about having less soldiers guard us" He says with a shrug and roll of his eyes.

"I see. Whatever the case may be it'd be nice to get a space to myself" Seonghwa says with a sigh.

"If you don't mind me asking, I thought werewolves could only get riled up by the scent of their mates pheromones. So it should be fine if you stay with Hongjoong, no? I know that you guys aren't exactly best friends but this might be the best I can do"

Seonghwa bites his inner cheek. He didn't want to tell him that Hongjoong is his mate. He wasn't even sure how he felt about it yet. For some reason, it still hasn't quite sunk in. So he decides to withhold that information. "Yeah.. you're right" He says with a light laugh. "You should get back to..." Seonghwa peeks over his shoulder at Wooyoung who was still laying on the bed, shirtless. "...whatever it is you two were doing" He teases.

San scoff at him and shoves him away from the door. "Yeah ok, please shut up. Go away and don't bother me again or I swear-"

Seonghwa laughs and turns to leave. "Night"

"Good night" San returns with a final grin before shutting the door, making sure to swing the latch down, locking it.

He sighs loudly and turns around to Wooyoung with a playful smile with which Wooyoung returns it. He pulls his top over his head, flinging it to the side and walks slowly to Wooyoung, crawling over his body on the bed in a sensual manner.

"Right, so where were we?" He whispers against the prince's lips.

Seonghwa dreaded his return back to the room. Each step closer felt heavier than the last. And when he arrives at the entrance, his pushes it open half expecting to meet the cold eyes of the vampire but the room was empty.

But he knew Hongjoong was still in there. He could smell him. That's when he hears the sound of running water coming from the little bathroom. He must be showering, Seonghwa thought to himself.

He immediately hops unto his bed and threw the sheets over his head in an attempt to try and fall asleep before Hongjoong returns and his presence became too unbearable to ignore.

The bathroom door creaks indicating it was being opened and he knew Hongjoong had returned back to the room.

The soft sounds of his feet on the floor as he made his was to his bed, echoes in Seonghwa's ears. He stays still for a moment listening to the sound of clothes rustling in what he could only assume was the shorter male trying to get dressed.

Then he hears the sound of Hongjoong climbing onto the bed, the wooden frame creaking a little under his weight. Seonghwa peeks over the sheets and across the room to look at him. He was sitting, back against the head of the bed, and quietly flipping through the book he'd been reading earlier to find where he'd stopped.

His slightly long dark hair damp with wisps of his overgrown bangs falling across his eyes, milky skin flushed with hues of pink on his cheeks. His pale pink lips in a relaxed line and long eyelashes fluttering as his gaze danced over each word in the book he held.

Seonghwa couldn't help but find him really pretty. Which he knew had to be mating bond talking. Obviously.

He didn't hate vampires personally, after all he still cares deeply about San who's half vampire. He just disliked the ones that had irksome superiority complexes. The ones that thought the whole world revolved around them. The ones that looked down on other people and think vampires are the superior race while also despising all werewolves simply because they're werewolves. The ones like Hongjoong. They're annoying and so so unlikable.

Sure, he's cute, whatever. But his personality is shit. Seonghwa couldn't believe how shitty his odds were. To have a mate that's not only a vampire but exactly the kind of vampire he couldn't stand. It made his eye twitch.

He didn't realize he'd been staring until Hongjoong looks up at him, his frosty eyes causing him to flinch and avert his gaze. Neither of them speaks.

"What?" Hongjoong's voice cuts through the silence in the room. "You've been staring at me. What do you want?"

Seonghwa looks back at him and couldn't help but scoff when he sees the displeased frown on his expression. "Are you always so angry all the time? Surely it must be exhausting" He rasps out, arms behind his head while he remained laying down on his back.

"No, not always. Only when I'm stuck being roommates with useless werewolves" He snaps back nonchalantly while flipping a page in his book.

Seonghwa scowls. "You don't even know me" He says with narrowed eyes.

"Right back you. Now if you don't need anything I advise you shut up and stop staring at me" His voice was annoyingly calm and eyes fixed on the page.

Seonghwa grits his teeth and had to bite his tongue before they ended up in a physical altercation in the middle of the the town at that late hour. He pulls himself out of his bed and made for the door again.

"Dick" He mutters as he slams the door behind him.

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