I guess everyone has a soft side. Demon or Vampire. Everyone is a three deminsional person. Emotions, and feelings all surround us creating something like a human world. The six cold, emotionless beings embraced me as I enter the hotel. Yoongi had led me all the way to California without me knowing. Being mentally exhausted caused me to black out halfway through the trip. It was still dark, giving the hotel a mystical exterior. Something out of a movie.

The welcoming embrace brought tears to my eyes. Something I didn’t expect the happen. Once I felt the warmth of the bodies around me, I felt loved...cared for. More than I did with the counsel.

“What’s with you and crying?” Namjoon asked releasing me and giving me a genuine smile. I chuckle as I wipe the tears from my scratched face.

“Sorry,” I say pushing my messy blond hair back. “Guess I’m a little traumatized from previous experiences.” Traumatized didn’t seem like the right word. It felt...small. The boys nodded and mumbled among themselves before turning to me. Their grim expressions weren't cold or dark anymore. They were...playful? Joking? Something that surprised me for killing machines.

“Then lets get your mind off of them.” Hoseok says standing up. I glance at Min Yoongi who smirks. I had a strange thought to get up and run, but I stayed. Stupid curiosity.

In seconds, I was in the pool soaking wet. The light blue water stung my injuries but also helped sooth the growing pain. The boys laughed and danced around as if nothing from the last few days happened. I swam to the edge, pulled myself up with what strength I had, and examined the seven supernatural beings that were acting like children. I cross my arms and gave an amused expression at them.

“Come on, girlie.” Jungkook says pulling me into the middle. His cold, threatening mood suddenly became innocent and pure. I laugh as Jungkook insults Jimin for being too small before running off with the fallen angel not far behind.

I suddenly lose all worries and frustrations before joining in the fun we were having. The luminescent pearl white moon sat in the sky, sending silver rays our way. It was watching over us like a mother and child. I laugh as my body embraces the music and starts to dance as if no one were watching.

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I wrap the heavy blankets around me like a frightened child as I listen to the quiet chirping crickets sing outside. Their peaceful, calming melody filled my room like a virus. My eyes scan my room, finding out that even in darkness, the fabulous and detailed architecture was breathtaking. I run my fingers along the blankets, feeling the soft, soothing fabric on my skin.

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My thoughts were all over the place, that even trying to think about one topic gave me a migraine. I scan around me.

“You should be asleep,” Yoongi’s voice suggested startling me. I sit up and see his tall figure in the corner, being hidden by the shadows. What was with this guy and coming in my room without knocking? This dude respected no one’s privacy. “Someone who is in your position needs to rest.” I roll my eyes at the statement. Bossy as usual.

“Why should I listen to you?” I ask pulling the covers around me tighter. I wasn’t taking his presence lightly. “Just cause you marked me, doesn’t mean you own me.” I challenge. His brown eyes scanned my agitated face. His smile turned into a smirk that only grew as I pushed my exhausted body out of bed. We were both stubborn, making our ‘relationship’ interesting.

“Are you ignoring me?” He asked creeping closer. Closer than I’d like. I heard a hint of amusement in his voice. I nod before backing up and heading to the light switch which was at the other end of the room. “Don’t.” he says snatching my arm. His skin was cold, giving me goosebumps.

“Why?”

“Don’t you like the dark?”

“No, do you?” He chuckles as I ask the question.

“I’m a Demon. What do you think?”

I yank my arm away from his cold grasp. The effect he had on me was unbearable. It was like I couldn’t do anything without him prying his soul stealing gaze at my every move. I couldn’t find the courage to continue the conversation. He rendered me speechless with one touch. I cover my neck as I feel his hypnotizing stare on it. I felt so helpless at the presence of a killer. I felt...like his eyes saw through me.

My secrets. My lies. It felt like he knew them; his gaze prying the information and forcing my emotions to crumble at every will he wanted.

“Get some rest.” he replied monotoned while turning to the door and heading to leave. “You meet the others.” I felt my face give an expression that matched confusion. “Officially.” he added as if seeing my bizarred expression through the pitch black.

“I’m not tired.” I say crossing my arms. His footsteps decreased and even though it was dark, I could feel the dark hard glare of the Demon. It sent chills down my spine.

For those who know nothing about a demon and their rules; disobeying their orders when you’re their property is like sentencing your own death. Demons hate being taunted and mocked.

I take a step back, frightened at how silent the room was. It was like he left the room without me knowing. “Yoongi?” I slowly say trying to eas the tension that was building up.

“Go. to. Sleep.” his voice whispers behind me. I gasp as a strange sensation struck me and my eyeslids became heavy. The room began to spin rapidly. The stillness of the night seemed so peaceful that I didn’t care about worries or concerns. My body was finally relaxing. I felt it start to collapse beneath me, but the impact of the hard ground never came. I felt my body lift and then a soft surface touch my head. Then I just let the amamzing feeling of sleep overcome the rest of my body as I roam the endless road of dreams.