Hana's mind was a complete mess, and Luhan took advantage of that shamelessly. He pulled her closer and as she parted her lips slightly, his tongue easily slid past them. His hand sneaked under her shirt and as she could feel his palms on her , Hana closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck. As Luhan smiled, she bit his lips and he bit back.

He couldn't bear it to see her in another man's arms, Luhan knew that now. She was his, and he wanted her for his own. Knowing that he may be an overly possessive idiot, Luhan didn't really care about that. He simply did not wanted to share. He was not the only one who thought that though. Even though Hana had denied it several times, she wanted Luhan for her own.

Not like she was a hormone steering teenager, by god no, but she had missed him; and the fact that he had left her behind had truly hurt. It still did and even though he kissed her, Hana was still angry at him, and she wouldn't make things that easy for him. As he backed off a bit, she slowly let go of him as she looked him into the eyes. “Luhan,” she whispered and pulled him closer again.

In the next moment, Luhan flew against the wall of the room, a slightly red hand print on his cheek. “Do that again and I will cut something off that will really hurt.” Hana growled, trying to order the chaos of feelings inside her while wrapping her daggertail around her waist. With a crazy fast beating heart, Hana grabbed her jacket and a small backpack. “You wanted it as much as I wanted it.”

His words let her freeze for a tiny second, but then she slowly turned around, a small smile on her face. “Yes, I wanted it. I wanted it before and I still want it, but you are too much of an for me.” It took Luhan a moment to realize that there was a hidden meaning behind her words. “Then... it is not too late?” He whispered, but Hana only shrugged her shoulders. “Who knows.”

As Hana left, a smile spread on Luhan's face and the pain in his cheek subsided very fast. It was not too late. Luhan still had the chance to make things right.

Hana walked down the hallway for quite a while, before she leaned against the wall with a sigh and slowly sunk down. It was impossible for her to be angry at him for that long. She had wanted to, but now that he was near her... impossible. “Ahh, how futile,” she whispered to herself. Now that Luhan was near, it would only be a matter of time until Taemin's blood wouldn't work anymore.

It was only a matter of time until her body would start to crave for Luhan's blood. “No.” She whispered and covered her face while a bitter, yet somehow euphoric, smile appeared on her face.