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You want me to like the names and use them in your presence? *tilts his head* I wonder why.. is there a reason?

Maybe I can make you like the names. Just for me though, of course. he smiles and points to himself with a hum.

That's an interesting thought but I already connect it to those people and that makes it less affectionate. That doesn't mean I wouldn't use it if you told me to. *he nods once as if to confirm his words*

he smiles a little when you say you'd like to dance with him, and he tilts his head. Probably. I don't mind when they're used. I kinda consider them affectionate terms nowadays. Like when you call someone you love prince or princess

I'd love to dance with you on that day, it might be fun. And let me guess, those people are proud of their rank which is why they want everyone to use them. *sighs quietly* maybe they like feeling powerful.

he lets out a shy chuckle at the poke. Well, then perhaps I'll see you there, maybe owe you a dance. he snorts and tilts his head. Ah, well... I'm sure there's bound to be one person that would get upset if you didn't call me prince or your Highness

*the change of colours didn't go unnoticed and he chuckles, poking the red cheek without thinking* I'm assuming that I might have to attend but I'm lucky enough not to be one of the chosen ones. Are they strict when it comes to titles?

the comment makes his cheeks flush a bright red and he stutters a little bit before continuing on. You can call me whatever you want, but if you ever come to the ball or get picked to stay at the palace, I'd be more formal. Just- because. he clears his throat

I still look like the older one here, so it's alright. No one needs to know the numbers. *he winks, nodding a moment later* that's really nice of you, Wooyoung- or do I have to refer to you as prince?

smiles sheepishly. Yeah... I stopped aging at around 21. he shrugs once again. If I get desperate, I'll ask you. he smiles at you. I wouldn't wanna make you uncomfortable

That's understandable but I wanted to let you know it is possible. *his eyes widen at the answer* it's a scary thing to look at you but then hear how old you actually are.. I'm a little kid compared to you.

I'll wait until we're closer to ask you for blood. he chuckles a little and scratches his head. Hm? Oh- he clears his throat. I'm... a bit over 2500

If you ever need some blood that's better than the one from the blood bank, you could ask me but it shouldn't turn into a normal thing. *blinks, wondering if you've misunderstood his reaction* it wasn't a bad thing what you've just done, don't worry. Pretty old? Is it okay to ask how old you are?

Well, if I can, I'll make sure you don't get there. he nods a little, and then he matches your look of confusion, slipping his hands into his pockets since he figures you don't like to be touched from your reaction. I won't. I'm pretty old, I've been able to find entertainment in most things, no matter how grand or simple they are

You never know to be honest. What if they are in need of people? Every small mistake could get you there. *he raises a brow at the scratching which is an usual sign of affection, especially from a stranger* are you sure that you won't get bored?

I doubt you'll end up there. he gives your shoulder an affectionate little scratch and then rest his hands on his thighs. Mm... I don't think I have, but I can sympathize. he nods a little. I don't mind, though, it's okay. You've got your company to offer, and that's something

I probably don't want to visit. Ever. Hopefully I'll never end up there. *he shudders at the thought* have you never experienced the feeling of wanting to do something good for a person and not being able to? I want to be a good.. 'host' but there's absolutely nothing to offer.

I have no idea, I've never visited there. I've heard it isn't great. he shrugs and then sighs. Yeah, I bet it would be. But you don't have to roll the red carpet out for me to be entertained. he hums

Are the humans there even fed well? The blood must taste awful if there isn't proper food or care.. at least that's what I imagine. *rubs the back of his neck absent-mindedly, wondering if he can suggest something* it would be so much easier if I could leave the realm and walk around like you.

We can get little pouches from the bloodbank. he shrugs. It's not the greatest, but it'll do. he scratches his head and gently nibbles at his bottom lip. I don't mind company

Who are you feeding on then if it's not one of your own? Luckily, no one seems interested enough to visit me regularly. *pulling away slightly, he stares for a moment and hums* there isn't much i can offer other than company..

well- it's not really smiled upon to feed on each other, and i... have no one i'd want to anyways. he shrugs. well, i hate to say it's your only purpose, cause i know it's not, but it seems that way to some. he babbles for a little and then shuts up. ah- well... i don't really know, actually. i thought i was just going to walk around for a few hours and go back home

You would starve? I thought there's a few who feed on each other. Plus.. knowing that's our only purpose here isn't that great. *frowns at the thought but then gets rid of it again, replacing it with one of his smiles* is there anything you want to do outside of the palace?

rolls his eyes. If you say so, but I know what I said. he huffs and nods his head. A mere human... snorts and playfully nudges you. If it weren't for you guys, we all would starve

Oh but I heard something else, cutie. No way to change my mind. *goes back to hugging you with one arm* Wooyoung, Lamia... I'm Donghun and a mere human.

No- I said /you/ think I am, so you wouldn't kill me. crosses his arms. My name's Wooyoung. I'm from the Lamia family. nods. Yourself?

Did you just indirectly admit you're cute? *raises a brow and speaks with a teasing tone* I didn't catch your name, so you'll have to tell me.

he nods a little. I think you're fine. Besides, I doubt you'd want to kill me if you found me cute. he shrugs and leans up into the touch a little bit

I'm not sure if I do.. it depends on the person and the way they talk to me. *his hand moves to ruffle your hair carefully* I hope you can trust me enough not to worry about being killed.

he shrugs and looks at you. I don't know, are you one of those people that hate us? That seems enough reason. smiles sheepishly. But- no, you don't seem to have the weapons. he furrows his brows in confusion from your genuine interest in him