26th

Chapter 26

Jieun merely watched on as Jongin was the last of his brothers to leave her room, his cat ears now vanished from existence, as he smiled at her while Sehun was waving frantically in the background until the door closed behind them. She leaned back against her pillows, idly contemplating how odd and eerie the bedroom now sounded like without all the animated voices popping out in the form of a mesh of demons. She found herself somewhat missing the noise, strangely enough.

However, she had a different issue to face, as she realised in eventual horror. It was one thing to stay in bed from unadulterated laziness, but when you’re ill—you just feel unbelievably disgusting, all sweaty and gross. And that’s the state she was in when all twelve of the brothers came in to see her. The brunette dropped her face into her hands in sheer embarrassment.

It would be an understatement to say that she was in desperate need of a long hot bubble bath. The simple idea was enough to brighten up her mood as she slowly got out of bed to prepare everything she needed. Just need to grab some sleeping clothes, underwear and some towels and anything else I may need.

At least, that’s what she was going to do anyway until her door had burst open again. She turned her head around in confusion but before she could even open to question their motions, she was cut off.

“Sleepover in Jieun’s room!”

“Wait—what?” Startled by the booming voice, the next sequence of events seemed to go by in a flash. One moment she was standing in front of her clothes drawer the next she was gently pushed, making her backtrack her footsteps where she was moments ago to sit on her bed as the demons pooled into her room. In a matter of seconds, an abundance of blankets, bedsheets and pillows were chucked all over the floor since there was no way more than two mattresses could possibly fit into her room.

Seriously? Of all the timings they could have chosen, they happen to choose right now?

“I hope you don’t mind that we’re intruding in your room, Jieun-ah.” Kyungsoo directed a worried look in her direction, unlike some of his brothers he was clutching onto his own sleeping set as if anticipating her rejection. Jieun could feel her resolve already cracking under his innocent expression.

“We just thought that you might be lonely and bored in your room, so we’re bringing the fun to you!” Sehun piped up with a smile that could easily melt butter, however the petite girl couldn’t help but feel overly suspicious of any possible ulterior intentions especially given that each and every one of their faces were adored with varied versions of their own smiles.

“I could have just moved to the living room guys, there’s much more room there.” Jieun managed to cross back over to her drawers by this point in the conversation, trying to be discrete about going about undergoing her task at hand.

“You’re still recovering, we didn’t want you to exert yourself too much.” She could feel her face softening at their concern, she shook her head as she grabbed a matching set of sleeping clothes. Now…just one other crucial thing left to get.

“I feel much better now, thanks to you guys. I don’t know what I’d do without you all.” The statement, although genuine it was also borderline absentminded. She didn’t turn her head around as she quickly rummaged through her drawers to quickly grab her underwear before any of them caught on to what she was doing, so she ended up missing their flushed faces. Though, there was one who wasn’t distracted by her statement—much to her own dismay—as he focused on observing the somewhat hurried actions of the brown haired girl, clearly oblivious to what she was doing.

“Jieun-ah…what are you doing?” The brunette in question just had successful hid the undergarments into her pajamas and just about hid a sigh of relief as she did so. Now all she needed to get was the towels in the airing cabinet in the hallway then she was one step closer to having her bath. She turned around, nearly getting a heart attack by noticing the flat out intense scrutinising looks she was getting from all directions of her bedroom.

“I’m just going for a bath.” She shrugged her shoulders as she practically tip-toed around the room trying not to step on anyone to get to the door.

“By yourself?” Suho’s eyebrows became knitted together in thought as the wheels started to churn in his head in his attempt to piece the picture together. Jieun frowned slightly at the question, not really understanding the issue that seemed to be swirling around in their heads, the bathroom was only down the hallway. It wasn’t as if she was going far or even outside.

“Well yeah, who else would I go with?” From the looks she received in response that answer didn’t seem to suffice, she rolled her eyes in exasperation. “Chill, I’m not going to drown guys—“ She nearly slapped her forehead at her own stupidity, she should know by now how overly protective they get, even when she’s only joking. But she knew that no matter what she said now, it would only fall on deaf ears, especially given the darkened and grave looks that were marred on their features.

“We can’t take any chances, Jieun-ah.” Instead of fighting or bursting into another argument, the girl in question was quickly pushed in the direction of the one and only bathroom of the apartment, but she didn’t allow herself to leave without grabbing a swimming suit from her drawers—even if she was starting to open herself to these demons, that didn’t mean to say she was comfortable enough to be stark even if she was going to be covered by the bath bubbles.

And so, the brunette found herself in the bath, the water filled nearly to the brim of the tub with a copious amount of bubbles surrounding her body with a handful of demons kneeling around her and each concentrating on their assigned tasks. Kyungsoo was carefully massaging her hair, taking every care to make sure every stand was properly shampooed and conditioned, which was much more effective in making her sleepy than anything else. Suho twirled his hand around, causing ripples in the water and creating little creatures from the bubbles to walk around on the water’s surface to provide some kind of amusement. Chanyeol gave himself the duty of keeping the temperature of the water warm and toasty to help relax her and Baekhyun created intricately designed nightlights to move along on the ceiling as if they were brought to life. The rest were congregating in other places of the flat, since the bathroom wasn’t big enough to fit them all—not that they didn’t want to stay, of course.

But having one too many—especially twelve demons in the room wasn’t an ideal situation for her, given her situation. Though, she could feel herself drifting off, closer and closer until her mind was no longer in the real world. Kyungsoo evidently knew how to work his magic. She could briefly recall him telling her a story about their old lives, something that she was always keen on hearing, even in her distracted form until his voice started to get more distant the deeper she fell into a deep slumber.

“You are testing our patience, human.”

Jieun frowned. Wasn’t she relaxing in her bathtub only a few minutes ago? She opened her eyes, her vision no longer contained the smiling demons in her bathroom, but instead her eyes were clouded by a shroud of darkness.

“Do you really think our hosts will be able to restrain themselves forever?”

The brunette turned her head from left to right, her eyebrows furrowed together. Hosts? She blinked. Was this some kind of twisted dream which even the demons managed to infiltrate more of her life?

“Is this matter that urgent that you had to invade my dreams?” She merely stared into the unknown, knowing the futility of trying to locate where the voices were coming from. In a matter of milliseconds, she could just about feel something scrape against her neck. More specifically, a claw that could no doubt inflict a deadly injury with enough pressure and precision. As a reflex, she backed away as far as she could, her eyes narrowed in suspicion.

Then, the silence was broken by the echoing of a husky chuckle. “Now, now. There is no need for you to not trust us, we are bound by the bond.”

“Regardless of whether you’re bound to me or not, I don’t give a rat’s . I don’t trust any of you as far as I can throw you.” These weren’t the host of the demons talking, but the real forms themselves. They were, in essence, uncensored and were brutally dangerous to the core.

There was a whoosh all around her, Jieun wasn’t sure whether it was a slightly better situation that she couldn’t see any of them or to be claustrophobic from the proximity they were standing so close to her—she was sure one if not them all were close enough that their breaths were caressing her neck.

“We’re just the unfiltered versions of the hosts, there’s no reason for you to not to trust us.” There was a noticeable pause and she could have sworn she felt the fluttering sensation of ghost kisses all over her neck, causing her to jerk uncomfortably. “Besides, it is impossible for you to like our hosts and not us.”

“They aren’t like you. None of them are.” She argued back just as fiercely.

“That just shows how little you know of our hosts.” Jieun frowned at the bold statement, but she didn’t get a proper chance to think it over before the conversation’s direction swiftly changed.

“We’re drifting off topic, it won’t be long before she returns back into her world.” As if the voice of reason was enough to restore order, the breathing against her neck and the mass of bodies that surrounded her now dispersed. She nearly released a sigh of relief, but that emotion would most definitely be short-lived.

“Our hosts may be patient with taking their time with you, but we aren’t. It sickens us how submissive and weak our hosts are becoming in order to please you. And for what? Nothing substantial. Just a few encouraging words and some smiles, how pathetic.”

“Well, how do you expect me to react? I’m not going to string them along, I’ve already told them that I’m going to help them be free—“

But she didn’t get to finish her sentence. “Don’t you understand, human? We are bound to you. In this era, you humans may not consider the true significance of this, but we were not meant to be with anyone else other than you.”

“That’s a bit dramatic, don’t you think? Plus, limiting your options isn’t very idealistic. How can you prove that I’m the only one when there could be hundreds or thousands of women out there who could easily fill in my place?” She didn’t have a clue where this burst of confidence came from, perhaps it was because this was a dream—they couldn’t hurt her even if they wanted to. “I’m not going to live forever.”

Silence eluded into the atmosphere, until it reached a point where Jieun felt extremely uncomfortable, a horrible feeling settling in the pit of her stomach. Suddenly, she was blinded by the abrupt assault of light on her eyes, immediately she firmly shut her eyes and lifted up her hands to further shield her face from the intense brightness.

“You worry too much.” Someone took her hands away from her face, yet her eyes remained firmly closed. “You’re really not the hopeless romantic like we thought you would be.”

“Sorry to be a disappointment.” Finally giving in, she cracked one eye open trying to ignore their red eyed stares boring into her. There were no arrogant smirks littered across their faces, other than their eyes which were blood red—and glazed with unsuppressed desire—they looked exactly the same as their counterparts. Though, she couldn’t help but be slightly snarky. “I’ve always secretly wanted to be the damsel in distress waiting patiently for my prince charming.”

“Well, I don’t know about the damsel part, but you’ve really hit the ultimate fan girl jackpot by catching yourself twelve devilishly handsome Princes.” The Luhan lookalike winked teasingly at her to which she merely rolled her eyes at. They were exactly alike, no differences at all between the host and demon.

Surprisingly, it was Sehun who flicked a finger in her direction, his face straight as her vision started to waver. “Tick toc, your time’s running out darling. You won’t be able to hide from us forever.” That was the last thing she heard before her vision was once again attacked by a veil of darkness.

Then she opened her eyes, her vision no longer darkened and the haunting red eyes had disintegrated away, leaving her back in the real world—where she was still sat in the bath with lukewarm water with no one in sight. Jieun lifted up a hand to rub the sleep of her eyes, still feeling groggy and sluggish in her movements.

Slowly, she pressed a hand against the wall to further support herself as she stood up from the bath with water droplets falling from her body. The brunette grabbed a towel from a nearby towel rack as she put one cautious step out of the tub, just as the door slowly opened to reveal Kyungsoo with her bathrobe in hand. He froze as his gaze rested on her body for a split second before he promptly shut the door without a moment’s hesitation as he mustered out the courage to apologise loudly.

Perhaps it was because she just woke up from such a peculiar dream or the fact she was becoming comfortable with some of them—note the key word, some of the more sensible ones, though she couldn’t underestimate any of them since they all had demons dwelling within them that had questionable intentions—but she didn’t find herself all that bothered. Jieun wrapped the towel around her shoulders, she was already covered by her swimming suit, so there wasn’t much to worry about there.

She knocked once on the door and waited patiently, yet the door remained in its stationary position. It wasn’t difficult to imagine the shy male drowning in embarrassment on the other side unless he had already run away by now anyway.

“Kyungsoo-ssi, I’m going to open the door now, okay—“

“No, please just stay in there.” She blinked in surprise at his rough tone, then thought back to the dream she had just awoke from. Was this his demon talking? The brunette tried to weigh up her options, it wouldn’t be such a terrible thing to stay within the confines of the bathroom but that would be running away from her problems. That’s precisely what she had been doing all this time, she couldn’t possibly follow with that temporary solution to her problem. She needed to confront this.

Jieun nervously her lips as she took in a deep breath in an attempt to calm her nerves. “Kyungsoo-ssi, let me leave.”

“No, you’re safer in there.” He remained adamant, though she could just barely make out his heavy breathing on the other side. “I don’t know if the others are having the same reactions right now, it only started a while after you fell asleep.” She stared at the door, as if she could see him on the other side sitting on the floor having to fight an internal battle by himself and struggling to keep control. I can’t just stand here while he’s suffering.

The brunette kneeled down, placing on hand against the door as she slowly moved it towards the door handle, stopping when she heard him whisper out in anguish. “Jieun-ah…I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Kyungsoo-ssi, I trust you.” With that, she pulled the door open inwardly bracing herself for whatever would happen. There he was, kneeling until his head was practically touching the floor, physically trembling from restraining himself. Instantly, she felt her eyes soften as she crawled forward to his hair until after what seemed like a long time, he slowly rose up his semi-red eyes came back to haunt her. But she didn’t let that deter her as she wrapped her arms around him, resting her head on his shoulder continuing to his back until she noted his haggard breathing slowed down. It was only after a few moments that Kyungsoo spoke, though his voice remained gruff.

“Make sure you put your bathrobe on before you go to your room.” He lifted his head just for his lips to lightly graze her forehead, it lingered there for a moment before she felt his lips move downwards until they were right beside her own lips. Jieun didn’t move away, watching on as he eventually backed out to stand up, extending a hand out to her. This time, his eyes returned back to its warm brown colour.

“We’d better go back before they think I’ve done something to you.”

She quirked an eyebrow curiously. “The adorable Kyungsoo isn’t as innocent as he seems?” He merely returned the question with a tight lipped smile, filled with secrets she wanted to find out.

“There’s more to me than just that, you don’t want to find out dark I can really be.”

Dreams never start off with a beginning, you just somehow appear in the middle of the story with zero knowledge of how you got to this point or what you were even doing. Then, you either come out of it with a smooth transition of waking up with no trace of a memory or the abrupt awaking from a scarring nightmare.

Jieun found herself walking in a field of grass, the location seemed to be that of a rural countryside. She could feel her head turning left and right in an attempt to gather an idea on where she was, she could feel the distinctive warm rays of the overhead sun on her back as she continued her aimless journey.

There was a village in the distance surrounded by stone walls and if you squinted, you might even spotted a castle hidden away on the mountain above. She didn’t force herself to move, yet her feet did the decision making for her, as the grass slowly morphed into a dirt coated road. It was only when she glanced downwards, out of curiosity that she noted that she was barefooted.

It didn’t even occur to her that she had not seen a soul in sight until she was approaching the village, the tall blades of grass swayed slightly from the occasional onset of the soft breeze and the rustling of the small animals rushing through.

But this was only but a dream, she would try to reassure herself. This wasn’t real. Nothing could possibly harm her in this world.

As she got closer, she spotted a few soldiers walking over the wall, most likely to be on duty to guard the village from potential enemies. By chance, one of them glanced downwards, catching a glance of her before he carried on with his work without even a shadow of a doubt. The brunette merely brushed it off, perhaps he didn’t see her at all. Yet, despite that, the black looming gates opened up which allowed her to pass through without any trouble.

From the distance, the village gave off the impression of being small with only enough room to accommodate a couple of communal huts and some market stalls for local merchants to sell off their produce. But that most definitely wasn’t the case here, the town seemed to burst into life with people of all ages were seen everywhere she looked, modern brick houses each layered with a splash of colour lighting up the village were built around the centre—but as she gave it more attention, she lost count the amount of floors each building had as they travelled upwards vertically. Merchants of different trades could be easily spotted in every direction, displaying their items with such pride and evidence of their hard work. The general vibe of happiness was certainly contagious, there wasn’t a single frown or scowl etched on anyone’s face as she walked through.

Jieun could feel her gaze wandering as she stopped by the bakery, the scent of cinnamon and freshly saccharine confections was enough to make her stomach rumble in protest. It was strange how realistic this all seemed to be. She walked inside, her feet hitting the paved floor as she scanned through the room with a curious air. There was a traditional stone open stove with a fire roaring to life, but although it emitted a heavenly smell, that wasn’t the part that caught her attention. The flour dusted pastries that were made to perfection, were floating in the air until they dove into the awaiting oven to be cooked, a wooden spoon was twirling around mixing the ingredients in a large bowl as additional food that were part of the recipe were dropped into the mixture, platters of delicious looking treats flew above her head to be carefully placed before the waiting customers.

This is a dream, Jieun pressed more this time with stress. This isn’t real. None of the occupiers of the room looked bothered in the slightest by the action of inanimate objects moving by their own accord though, as if that’s how things worked around here—wherever this place was anyway.

But she didn’t have time to truly worry over it as the brunette found herself back on the move again, leaving behind the quaint bakery to return back on her journey. She leaned out of the way when a group of children raced past, pearls of laughter following them as they threw paper confetti into the air—at least that’s what they looked like, before they suddenly turned into a small explosion leaving a colourful cloud in their wake.

This is a very happy village. Jieun thought to herself with a small smile, interlinking her hands behind her back as she carried to walk on exploring what else she could find before she could eventually wake up to reality.

The brunette must have walked past a dozen or so alleyways. It was by chance she glanced through one of them, furrowing her eyebrows as she noticed a hunched out form panting heavy breaths. It was only when she looked closer, past the wind swept mess of hair, when he finally raised his head did she realise who he was. He took a moment to compose himself before he felt he was ready to continue, he raised the hood of his cloak as he passed her without even a glance in her direction. She didn’t even have to properly look at his face to notice that his face was stained with his tears. Jieun wanted nothing more than wipe them away, was there more to this dream that she had initially thought?

However, the next thing she saw made her blood run cold. Suddenly, the happy atmosphere shifted into something more sinister, she observed how people reacted as he walked on by—even with his makeshift disguise, people must have recognised him. Why are they treating him as if he is the scum of the earth? She wanted to run after him, but her feet wouldn’t let her as she was merely a puppet waiting for her master to control her next move, or to force her to watch the show.

It was only when she overheard a few women who shot disgusted looks over the boy. “How he can show his face around here is unbelievable. He thinks just because he’s a prince he can do whatever he likes.”

“Well, he can never inherit the throne, he can thank his of a mother for that. She got off easily as she passed away during childbirth leaving him to suffer from her adultery ways. ” Jieun wanted nothing more than to scratch out their eyes for such malicious comments, but she couldn’t move—hell she couldn’t even spit or scream in their faces as they walked on by.

Jieun looked helplessly on at the retreating figure of the boy before he blended in and completely disappearing from her sight.

The first thing that the brunette assaulted her vision was the huddle of bodies around her bed. She blinked slowly, allowing her eyes to fully adjust to the early morning light. Jieun felt a fond smile twitch upwards at the corners of her lips at the sight, her gaze drifted slowly from each sleepy face adored in complete and utter oblivion to the world.

That is, until her eyes landed on Lay. He was the one who had insisted on staying with her the whole night—which of course led to them all arguing with her over who slept in her room since none wanted to be left out of the loop, which now left her bedroom cluttered and in disarray once more.

She didn’t realise that she had reached out her arm to the stray strands of soft rustic brown hair on Lay’s head until she blinked back into reality. Perhaps a few months ago, she would have instantly retracted her hand back to its original place by her side, but seeing how relaxed the healer became at her touch, the creases on his forehead went away almost instantly as if sensing her.

“Aigo, what did I tell you before about looking after yourself, huh?” The brown eyed girl clicked her tongue as she shook her head, no doubt he had stayed up the whole night until he had completely exhausted his energy supply dry. She shifted her attention towards his brothers, the ones that were nearest to her were the youngest of the twelve—plus Chanyeol, though his mental age counted him being one of the babies right?

Speaking of the fire demon, he was currently face planting her duvet and was progressively snuggling closer and closer to the point where he was dangerously getting close to invading her personal bubble. It was getting suspicious to the point where she assumed that he was merely just acting under the pretence of being asleep in order to be within close proximity. So, to test out her theory, Jieun merely shoved one of the only fluffy toys she owned beside him, which he automatically cuddled with and not even a shred of hesitation.

Whether he was under the illusion that it was her that he was cuddling—which she couldn’t help but feeling an inkling that was the main source of his contented smile—or another reason that she couldn’t even begin to fathom, she thought it was best to leave the matter lie.

Next in line was the real baby of the group himself, all sprawled out over the bottom end of her bed, snoring and completely dead to the world as he laid motionless. She felt an overwhelming motherly sense to brush away the brown stray strands of hair that felt falling into his eyes, which seemed to be irritating him in his sleep as he kept trying to blow them away, only for them to fall back into their spot as if never touched. Jieun managed to scoot closer to the sleeping baby and reached out her arm to softly smooth his bangs out of the way. Jieun leaned back against her pillows as she took in all their faces, every single detail, both envying their perfection and loving their imperfections—though the latter was slim and practically non-existent.

She noticed the one person who had a direct impact on her dream and her heart clenched in pain upon remembering a fraction of it. I only observed a mere snapshot of his pain, I could not possibly imagine what he must have had to endure on a daily basis for how many years. Jieun slowly rose from her bed, trying her best not wake any of them up from their slumber as she tip-toed over towards his sleeping form, a frown pulled on his face as his head moved from side to side every so often. She brushed his hair softly, remembering his tear stained face. The brunette bent down, until she was at eye-level with him, he seemed to be more relaxed than earlier yet his demons were still playing on his mind.

I can’t undo the pain you’ve been through. But I’m going to God damn try my hardest to be there for you and to wipe away those pesky tears away if they ever decide to return. She leaned forward to press a kiss on his forehead to seal her unspoken promise and immediately a smile bloomed on his face as he let out a contented sigh.

The brunette nearly had a heart attack when she stepped on someone’s hand on the way back to her bed, but they seemingly just snored it off. She brought the covers back over her as she leaned against her pillow to allow sleep to take over. Five more minutes to sleep wouldn’t harm, that’s what she was telling herself as she closed her eyes. She would never learn.

Jieun didn’t think she would ever look forward to her early morning lectures, but after being constantly treated like an invalid for the past consecutive days and treated like a baby, she was finally feeling better…okay scratch that, she wasn’t one hundred per cent recovered but she didn’t afford to miss any more of her lectures. She winced harshly at the amount of work that had been piling up over the past couple of days and with a deadline rearing its ugly head, she had to drag herself into University.

The demons, however, weren’t totally convinced of her sudden recovery. And they weren’t afraid to openly vocalise these thoughts. That is, from the safely of the other side of her bedroom door.

The brunette rolled her eyes as she pulled a white crop top over her head and the straps of the denim overalls until they rested on her shoulders and the shorts came up mid-thign, ignoring the calls coming from the other side of her door. While she appreciated their concern for her wellbeing, she didn’t like being coddled as if she was merely an infant. She busied herself by double checking she had everything she needed before opening the door, not paying a blind bit of attention to the mother hens fussing over her.

“Jieun-ah, you shouldn’t push yourself. If you’re still feeling unwell, stay here and go back to that place other day.” Which, in layman’s terms meant that they felt more reassured that if she were to waste another day lounging around her flat whilst practically being waited on her every need and whim by the demons. Perhaps the initial idea of it would have sounded like music to her ears, especially if there weren’t any deadlines looming around the corner, however she couldn’t afford to stay behind and not be productive.

The girl in question grew frustrated at her hair’s lack of cooperation as she tried to style it, her expression painted her evident annoyance as she found the energy to reply. “I’m not as bad as before, if I can stand up and move around, I’m more than capable of getting to University.” Even if I end up falling asleep in lectures, I can just record it on my phone so I can just go back over it. She paused momentarily in her musing before going back to pulling her hair together to tie into a ponytail. Then again, the recording might just become muffled by my snoring if I do end up falling asleep.

Once she was mostly satisfied with her hair, she left it alone in fear of messing it up and having to start all over again, thus wasting precious time and most likely to go around in a vicious cycle of hair not cooperating. New plan, grab a coffee on the way. I could even pop into the café to double check I’m on the rota to go to work today, I need to make up my lost hours anyway.

“Besides, even if something were to happen to me, wouldn’t you guys…I don’t know, get a feeling anyway?” Jieun had assumed that thought would have been reassuring, since they were most likely to be worried of her safely. However, given by the affronted expressions on their faces, that evidently wasn’t the case.

“What do you mean if something were to happen to you?” They really need to stop taking everything I say literally. She rolled her eyes, shooting a deadpan look over her shoulder knowing that her thought would have been sent to them all.

“I’m a grown woman, for goodness sake. Look, I was even capable of dressing myself this morning too, just take the protectiveness down a notch…or two.” She added as an afterthought.

There was far too many sharp intakes of breath, though they were too quiet to fall through the human’s ears, leaving her blissfully oblivious. This wasn’t the first time that they saw her skin so exposed—even though they weren’t exactly used her usual sleeping attire of a tank top and a pair of shorts—yet, the sight never failed to take their breath away. It was hard enough trying to control their inner demons, keeping the urges at bay. Then a daunting thought barged into their minds, this was supposed to be Jieun’s clothes to go outside. Where people could see her. Namely, boys with flaming testosterone.

While on the other side, with Jieun, the only thing that greeted her was nothing but silence. She simply took this as an opportunity to escape while she had the chance, though she had nothing on their demonic speed.

“That’s it, you’re definitely not going by yourself now.”

um, surprise? I was going to wait until the morning to post this, but I thought why not do it now? It's unedited, so I'll do that...sometime in the future.

I haven't got much to say, I've got to stop posting these chapters so late. I wanted to make a bit of a longer chapter to make up for my absence, it probably doesn't I know, but at least I tried.

so yeah, hope you guys liked it, if you did feel free to leave a comment :) I always find I go back to read them from time to time, they're the best thing when I've got writer's block haha

Take care always guys! Thanks for the support as always.