"Wakey Wakey, princess. Breakfast is ready, don't want to let it get cold, now do you?" A teasing low voice filled her ears first thing in the morning as a finger kept poking at her squishy cheeks. Eunha's plump lips pulled in an annoyed pout, disliking the thought of having to wake up. She was happy where she was now, her mind still half asleep so that she didn't really know if she was dreaming or not. Besides, who would want to be woken up by the amusement of a demon. Definitely not her.
Lazily swatting at the hand that kept torturing her cheeks, the girl decided to turn around and bury her face deeper into the crook of the neck she had been sleeping on. She felt the body stiffen slightly in either surprise or panic, maybe both. Unknowingly sniffing her nose the girl was met with the nice scent of vaguely washed clothing, a tinge of something fresh and the slight smoke of the bonfire from yesterday. The scent was subtle, nice. Definitely Yoongi.
Eunha decided to no longer torture the man and loosened the grip of her arms that were circled around his waist, slowly pulling her body back. She let out a soft yawn, before lazily blinking up at him, her big eyes still sparkling with some tears. "Goodmorning Yoonyoon."
Taehyung let out a disappointed sigh, slightly shaking his head, "Sure, I am nice enough to wake you up so that you can eat the food before it's either cold or the pigs have scuffed everything down, but he gets a sweet greeting. Of course, totally fair."
"Morning little lamb." Yoongi mumbled, straightening his posture so that he could crack his back, a satisfied moan leaving his lips at the popping sound.
"Did you sleep well?" Eunha questioned him, totally ignoring the demon in front of them.
"Yes." A lie; he hadn't. Hearing other people breath and feeling them move in their sleep wasn't something he was used to. He kept waking up, startled by every little sound and movement, but he didn't want to tell them that. Because even though he couldn't close his eyes and get the rest he wished for, there was something nice about feeling their presence and body heat in the chilly night. Comfort that naturally reigned because they were together, bundled up. It was something different than shivering in his little hut with nothing but loneliness and darkness to keep him company.
"That's good, I did too. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable in my sleep. I tend to move around a lot and can't really sleep without holding something, I hope I didn't bother you too much?"
Still groggy from just waking up, the doll let out a little hum in response, lazily shaking his head.
Eunha nodded understandingly. She too didn't feel like speaking in the morning.
"Here, eat, pumpkin." Jin pressed a bowl of a fragrant rice dish into her hands. Honestly, the visual alone was enough to make her mouth water, but when the scent hit her, her tummy automatically let out the loudest roar she'd ever heard.
"You keeping a beast in there or something?" Hoseok teased, his eyebrows raised in both amusement and surprise. Eunha let out a slight giggle of somewhere in between joy and embarrassment. "Yup and I'd watch out if I were you. If she gets too hungry, she might attack." She softly patted her stomach, moving to take a bite from her warm breakfast after.
"We could've used that beast's help a couple of times throughout our journey, maybe we should stop feeding you? You know, so we have a weapon next time we get attacked by a huge monster or bloodthirsty scarecrows?" Jimin commented, his eyes sparkling mischievously as a bright grin spread on his face. He bumped his shoulder against Eunha's teasingly, the smile widening once he saw her roll her eyes.
"Why did the scarecrow win a prize?
What?
Eunha glanced at Jin in question.
"Because he was outstanding in his field."
The little campsite filled with mostly Jin's laughter, Jimin and Namjoon couldn't help but chuckle a bit, while the others sighed.
"Wow, you're really amazing." The vampire commented without any tone in his voice other than a sarcastic astonishment.
"How do you come up with all those jokes? They're so bad." Jimin asked, the bright smile on his face formed his eyes into crescents, contrasting with his statement. Jin's jokes might have been bad, but he secretly loved them.
Eunha tuned out the conversation, which pretty much existed of Jin stating how amazing and beautiful he was, which in all honesty wasn't a lie, and focused on her meal instead. A hum of delight left her throat as she took a bite, her sparkling eyes widening in surprise. "This is so good!" Wanting to eat more the girl started spooning down the rice, her rumbling stomach satisfied with the tasty food.
"Slow down, baby. You'll choke if you eat like that." Namjoon muttered sternly, though his eyebrows were raised in amusement at her eagerness. He liked the way her eyes lit up with joy and the way she couldn't help but happily dance in her seat as she quickly ate her breakfast. Especially after yesterday's news, he was glad to see her doing so well, though he also understood that they still had to talk about their next plan.
She wasn't bawling her eyes out for which he was so grateful; he had no idea how to comfort people. He had tried in the past with Taehyung, but the boy had told him that quoting inspirational phrases and giving a philosophical speech wasn't really the way to go. Not for the demon at least.
"Wouldn't you like to see that." Jungkook smugly stated, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he looked up at the vampire. A smirk grew on Namjoon's face, before he could answer however, Jin interrupted him, "Choking on your food is such a good feeling though."
His random input was followed by a silence in which Jin mindlessly ate his breakfast, dismissing the dumbfounded stares by shamelessly shrugging his broad shoulders. "It's true, you should try it sometime. Don't die though."
"I didn't want to know what you are into, kinky ass faerie." Jungkook commented, looking at the oldest in slight disgust, though you could also see the slight glint in his big eyes; he had just been given free information to tease the older with.
"I said choking on food, you emo-baby! Nothing sexual about that! I understand that you're still in the middle of puberty but can you not talk about adult stuff while we're trying to enjoy our food? Also, stop disrespecting me before I woop your ass! I'm a prince, you punk!" Jin's face had turned red from rambling without pausing for a breath, his eyes glaring at the soul-keeper, who in response to the outburst just ended up laughing.
Eunha as well wheezed with laughter, "Emo-baby, I can't-"
She hit her knee twice, the other hand gripping her stomach as she gasped for air. The others chuckled as they watched how the two youngest slowly redeemed themselves, the two laughing for different reasons.
"Let's quickly finish the food so that we can figure out what to do next. That is if we even have to do something next? It was your undead brother who kidnapped your mum right?" Taehyung asked. He stared into the fire with a slightly sour expression, his comment earning him a jab of an elbow against his arm from Yoongi. Rightfully so, because his inconsiderate question cut like a knife, the happy atmosphere immediately turning into a tense one.
"What? We have to discuss this, don't we? Just because the truth might not be nice to hear, doesn't mean we can just ignore it. It is reality."
Eunha wondered what had gotten Taehyung in such a bad mood, he was being very heartless, even if he was a demon. This wasn't the playfully annoying, yet secretly kind of cute and random man she had gotten to know. Then she remembered he'd turned sour after waking her up. She hadn't acknowledged him. It must have hurt his feelings. Of course it would have.
She decided to thank him later for waking her, maybe give him a little more attention to make up for it. Unknowingly of course, if he were to know that she had figured out his feelings, the slight jealousy and probably disappointment, he would just push her away.
"Still you could have been a bit more thoughtful, Birdy. The timing was off and you were way too harsh." Jimin irritatingly muttered, eyes glaring at his old friend turned enemy.
"At least I brought it up. If it was up to you than you wouldn't have talked about it at all, Scaredy-cat."
Before their argument could turn into a bigger fight, Eunha decided to interfere. "Guys, stop, it's alright. The topic could've been introduced more smoothly, but Tae's right in the end. We have to talk about this. We're just wasting time, joking around. I should've talked about this sooner. You're all here because of me anyways."
It was quiet for a moment in which Taehyung smiled triumphantly at the elf, feeling like he had just won their argument. Namjoon nodded his head, "Okay. So your brother, for whatever kind of reason, is still alive and he turned into a might-eater. He then decided to kidnap your mother. Why would he do that? Any idea? Like did something happen between them in the past?"
Eunha pursed her lips in thought, "I don't know, it doesn't really add up. Jaehyun really cared for my mum. Like a lot. He was closest to her, apart from me that is. I can't imagine him hurting her, at all." She trailed of, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. The girl leaned forwards to put down the now empty bowl onto the ground, the sound of paper crumbling catching her attention.
The letter.
With widened eyes in realization, she grabbed the little note from the pocket on her dress, hastily opening the folded thing.
'The weak can't protect what's precious to them.
You want to see her again? Good luck.'
Of course. "The weak....my dad. My dad is, well was, cripple. Jaehyun disliked how he couldn't care for our family properly. I believe he was ashamed of having the town's loser as his father. He must have done this because of my father, but why kidnap mother though? And what did my father do to deserve something awful like this? It wasn't like he hated him, at least not that I know of."
"Maybe it's because of the gained powers? They aren't called might-eaters for nothing. Once aware of the power they hold, the power they can have, there is very little chance of them not wanting more. Maybe it turned him bad, and the irritation he felt for his father was enough to want to hurt him." Hoseok opted, trying to make sense of the situation.
"That could be it. Whatever it is, I think it would be best if we still pay them a visit. Who knows, maybe you can talk to your brother, he'll explain why he did what he did and everything will be okay without having to fight him." Jimin brushed his fingers through his orange locks, pushing the hair away from his face and licking his lips. His voice had been hopeful, silently praying that for once things would be easy.
"And if not, we won't go down without a fight," Jungkook agreed, looking around the circle of people, his eyes glistening with determination, "Plan B, getting kitten's mother back through violence."
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